Stripey and Rosie entered the hotel, when a beep came from the door.
"WARNING: SKUNK DETECTED. STINK DETECTION ENGAGING."
A toon nose and eyes ran all around Stripey and Rosie. As their friends Flappy, Hunny, Don and Camille already had passed the revolving door, they blushed very red. Camille, even 100% human, started to fuming in anger, smoke going over her ears.
"That's embarrassment. That's illegal!" said Camille.
"NO STINK DETECTED. KNOTTED TAILS DETECTED. STINK DETECTION DISENGAGING. SORRY THE INCONVENIENCE."
Stripey and Rosie entered the hotel hall very embarrassed. All them gone to the reception, were a rabbit who looked like had jumped from Alice in Wonderland are working the check-in.
"Had you reserved rooms?" said the rabbit.
"We had a flat reserved, by ZipZap recommendation. Name's Stripey and Rosie." said Stripey.
"And we as friends of them want to register a suggestion:" said Camille as Stripey and Rosie starts to check-in "stop the skunk prejudice policy. A skunk detector on the door isn't fun at all."
"Sorry, miss..."
"DeMarco. Camille DeMarco and his husband, Donatello DeMarco. Room 1208."
"Miss DeMarco," said the rabbit, without emotion, very professionally, as an English Butler "had any time you smelled a toon skunk?"
"Just a time, as I and Don gone to the boardwalk. There was a skunk who helped a Granny who were being robbed, and shot a jolt of stink on the robber. I know it's a really foul smell, but that's not the question..."
"Sorry, miss, but this IS a question. The stink of a skunk is considered a weapon..."
"A weapon?" Said Camille, the vapor going out stronger from her ear, her skin red as a clown nose and her ears making the noise of a tea-kettle "And what about feline's paws and claws, moose's antlers, even your rabbit feet? You'll say that a skunk stink can make someone Fall Down? Okay, I was on the FDT, but I hadn't Fell Down before - who had Fell Down was my husband - or after Stripey and Rosie recovering. I have smelt their stink, before they had their tails knotted. And that, even foul, don't Fell me Down. The only time I Fell Down in six weeks in ToonWorld was by the claws of a bobcat. And, as your feet are big and strong enough to Fell me Down with a kick or two, why should you not fold your feet?"
"WHAT?!" said the rabbit, his fur starts to redden "Such a nonsense! Preposterous! We have important clients, more than a couple of good-for-..."
"Enough, Tumblerpott." said a voice behind the rabbit. The voice belonged for a fox lady on an elegant tweed. "The human lady is right: maybe it's time for a correction of our policy by skunks. But, miss DeMarco, I think you could understand how troublesome could be if we permit a unknotted skunk enter our lobby. The stink detection is a standard, non-intrusive, legal procedure. A skunk would not be obliged to knot his tail if he don't want. We could so take a procedure so the skunk could check -in, register and go to his room without any embarrassment."
"Miss..."
"... Delaware Foxy Fox. Manager"
"Miss Fox: you know this is prejudice, explicit and total. No excuses."
"Well, you talked about embarrassment... I should look your friends if you want to know about embarrassment."
When Camille looked around, she couldn't see where Stripey and Rosie were. Flappy give some flaps on her knees with his tail, and Hunny pointed down: they had shrunk to the size of rats.
"Oh! Sorry, Stripey, Rosie. I didn't want to embarrass you." said Camille, so prim and proper as Dorothy.
"Don't worry. We understand the stink detector policy." said Rosie
"Good to know. Looks like you're good sports you two. So, tell you what: I have Mr. Stripey and Mrs. Rosie's flat ready. It's cozy and skunk-safe. ZipZap is my friend and talked your story. Well, maybe a round of drinks and snacks on your flat should be a good reception. Hotel pays, obviously." said Fox, taking them on to the elevator.
They gone to the flat. It was real cozy: big and bright and (ironically) good smelled.
"Skunks like smells in general, good and bad. The rose smell is appreciated as much as the garbage stink." said Fox the Manager. "Skunks has one of the most enhanced sense of smell of every toons, as they know each other by their... Well..."
"You can say stink. We understand." said Rosie.
"Well, by their stink. For humans and other toons, the stink of a skunk isn't different from the stink of any other skunk. But for skunks, smells are IDs: no two skunks has the same scent. In truth, no one has. It's just skunks feel we don't."
"I didn't know." said Camille and Flappy and Hunny. Don, however, looked not amused.
"I read about this. There are books about how each toon race works."
"Okay, so I'll leave you by yourselves. Well, if you make love, please take the bedclothes after and sent they there." she showed a trapdoor on the wall. "There's a room service menu there. Cable TV and WiFi is free, except the... Hot channels. We had taken your human luggage, so your cell phones, pocket money and cards and notebook are there. Housekeeping is 10-11am. Don't worry: the housekeepers are trained and skunk-friendly. Any need or information, dial for the reception and calls me or Mr. Talon. He's a tiger. Well, till next time." said Fox.
Stripey, Rosie and friends made a rapid investigation on the rooms: a dining/living room, with a small kitchen and a american bar, a bathroom and a bedroom, everything smelling as good as new.
"I ask myself if this is really being skunk friendly. Looks like a provocation." said Camille.
"Fox's right. I know you make your own perfumes as a hobby. So... Rosie, could you say what kind of scents Camille used on her perfume?", said Don
Rosie gone to Camille and smelled as much she could. "Rosemary, Lily... And some... Cinnamon and Vanilla." Camille gone flabbergasted.
"So, what that Fox woman said was truth." said Flappy.
"Yep." Said Stripey "You smell as peppermint and butterscotch. And Hunny as honey and baked apples. And Don as sweat and aftershave." They all gone bonkers.
"Incredible!" They said.
"When skunks... Make... This and that... We can feel the arousal on our stinks and our odors going stronger as we are more excited. Stripey and me learnt how to 'smell-talk' so to speak. We can learn how we are by our smell. It looks skunks can understand how people are feeling via smells." said Rosie.
"Well, enough about this. " said Stripey "I'll ask that room service. I think some chinese food could be okay. Maybe, shrimp and pepperoni bread for entrance, chop suey noodles and pork, and some Chinese Cookies. And some sake and coke for drinking... Everyone okay with this?"