A Silent Person Dies Without Noise
Steve arrived at Floras house with a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates. It was evening, and a perfect night for him to do this. He checked his Hawaiian shirt if he still had the object with him he wanted to give Flora, and sure enough, it was still there. He quickly made some last-minute changes to his appearance before knocking on the door with the end of his walking cane. A few moments later Flora opened, water dripping from her fur and hair and a towel wrapped around her body.
Sorry, if I knew you where taking a shower I... Steve tried to apology.
Dont fuzz over it, come in while I finish refreshing, she said hastily and returned to the bathroom before the puddle on the ground could grow larger.
Steve installed himself in a chair, put two of his presents on the stand next to it, and awaited Floras return.
Did the elevator give you any trouble? She asked when she returned, dressed in her blue strapless dress and baggy pants.
I took the stairs. After seeing the movie Down yesterday I decided to be careful around the terror on a steel wire. Good movie though, but so was Amsterdamned. How are you by the way?
Our flat is being terrorized by a doorbell ringer, Garret is up to his usual tricks again but other than that everythings alright, she replied while sitting down on the sofa.
Steve joined her on it, yawned and was about to put an arm around his girlfriend when they were interrupted by the doorbell.
Ill take it, Steve said and opened the door to see a kid running off and rounding the corner. There was a loud thud and the sound of Garrets voice.
So youre that funny one who keeps ringing my doorbell? I know just what to do with pranksters like you.
There goes one of your worries, Steve informed Flora who now stood next to him.
She took him in her arms and was ready to kiss when someone else rang her doorbell.
What now? She asked no one in particular and opened the door.
There was a mouse in a suit with a suitcase, and a nametag that read Robert Stein.
Good evening maam. I represent our fine product Sub-o-Soap
Get lost Flora told him and slammed the door in his face, there was a muffled Ow, my nose is stuck between your door, and then silence.
Salesmen, Flora complained.
Steve searched his pocket for the object he really wanted to give Flora to pop the question when they were interrupted by a scream next door. Steve put back the item and followed Flora to where Lisa Doughhearth, Floras neighbor, lived. There they found Robert Stein and something much worse.
Chip Maplewood, detective and leader of the Rescue Rangers, was
rudely awakened by the sound of a ringing telephone.
Mom, could you turn off my alarm clock? Dale moaned and put his pillow over his ears.
Chip jumped out of bed and sleepily made his way over to the telephone and half awake he took the horn.
Hello, is this Rescue Ranger headquarters? The person at the other end of the line answered.
Yes? Chip answered, waiting for a reply that didnt come.
Then he realized he held the horn upside down and quickly remedied the situation.
Yes? Rescue Ranger headquarters, over.
Its me, Flora. I got a case for you, a murder case.
Murder? Chip asked, wide-awake now.
Murder? Monterey Jack echoed who had also heard the ringing of the phone.
Its my neighbor. She was found dead a few moments ago.
Stay there, well be over as fast as we can, he told her, and went off to wake up the others.
So there are no traces of blood, fighting or violence?
Chip asked, now dressed in his trademarked fedora and bomber jacket.
None at all, not a scratch, Flora answered.
Then how do we know she didnt die of old age? She doesnt look that young anymore.
In all my years with her I was never aware of any disease she was suffering from or other illness.
Things like a heart attack or such are sudden and can be deadly if not dealt with properly, Chip reminded her.
Perhaps, but something tells me that was not the case.
Then what could have killed her?
Say... Flora whispered suspiciously as she noticed the cup of tea the corpse had in her hand.
I got a feeling that box of tea sacs I got today has something to do with it, she murmured.
Tea? Chip asked, quite surprised that would be the cause of Lisas death.
I got them today from a mysterious rat. He didnt speak a word, he told me to try this new tea recipe he represented and gave me the box. I hoped to make Lisa happy by giving the stuff to her as she liked tea and she would need it more than I would. That tea could have been the cause of her death, and it most likely is.
Tea, eh? Monty asked I have been put to sleep by it once by some Geisha in Japan who kidnapped me but this...
Most people wouldnt believe a cup of seemingly harmless herbal drink could kill a person. It would be the perfect way to assassinate a person.
Who would do such a thing? Flora asked bewildered.
You should know, the stuff was for you. Dale reminded her.
Oh my god, someone put a price on my head! Flora blurted out as realization dawned on her. She fainted, but Steve quickly caught her before she hit the floor.
I think Ill bring her over to my nightclub, he told the Rangers Shell be safe there, and I doubt she would want to stay here any longer.
Right. Monty, Zipper, you should escort Steve back to his place in case this murderer is waiting for another opportunity. We will see if we can find anymore clues here. Chip ordered.
Right away Chipper, lets go Zip.
Philip Stoneturner awakened, stretched, and yawned before hopping
out of bed and making his way over to the bathroom. He found his sister there
who was brushing her teeth, however he found his sisters current state
Im sorry. He apologized and put a hand over his eyes.
Hmm? Mercy asked and turned around to see her younger brother who had put a hand over his eyes, blushing slightly.
Whats wrong? She asked as she filled a glass of water, took it and flushed her mouth with water before spitting.
I wouldnt have entered if I knew about your lack of clothing. Are you angry now?
Mercy wondered about what all the people at the orphanage had thought Philip as she walked over to him, picked him up and sat him down on his bed.
Philip, you shouldnt worry about that. Im your sister, I love you, and I dont mind you seeing me like this. Remember, we live together now and so we can do what we want without having to listen to someone elses rules. If we want to lie around the house doing nothing, waiting until complete exhaustion, tiredness, each others scent, and the smell of this place put us to sleep, so be it. Who can hold us from doing that? By the way, this is perfect training for your knowledge on biology.
Just then, someone rang the doorbell. Mercy got up and opened the door a few inches. She peeked out to see who was there. It was a salesman named Robert Stein, according to his nametag.
What do you want? She asked annoyed.
I sell Sub-o-Soap, the best way of cleaning your clothes.
Not until you buy at least one box.
Okay, hold on a second would you? Mercy closed the door and panicked. Now what? My dress is in the washing machine and that dork wont go until I come out and buy his stuff.
You can borrow one of my shirts. Philip suggested hopefully.
I think they wouldnt fit me.
They do, I got them in your size as well! He said cheerfully and searched the closet Here, I got one. I got shirts in various sizes should I ever grow out of this one, but you can use it now.
Well, you sure think ahead of time. Mercy complimented him and threw on the shirt Just close your eyes this time, this could be messy. Using her fists, Mercy efficiently disposed of the evil salesman and got back to her daily schedule. Now lets get us something to eat. You want a baked egg or some orange juice?
Both! he cheerily stated and helped his sister in preparing breakfast. What are we going to do today Mercy? he asked while he retrieved some oranges from the fridge.
The same thing I do every day Philip, try to take over Chips heart! She said in her best Brain voice.
So were going to visit the Rescue Rangers again? the boy asked.
You bet we will.
Ans was lying in the hospital in Miami. Her child was finally
born, and Gus was now telling Steve to come in and see his new relative. When
the father arrived in the waiting area, Steve was in a conversation with Flora
As long as you speak your mind. he stated.
Son, you can see our new addition to the family now.
Steve followed his father to the ward where Ans was now recovering from giving birth. Steve bent over to see the little baby and spoke with all honesty.
UGH, MAN! What happened to him? Are you sure thats a baby? Looks more like E.T.! Ugh!!! Arent you even ashamed, mom!? I mean, youre not pretty either but this is the rancid cream on the top! Ew, If it were my child hed be in the garbage dumpster by now. And thats supposed to be family of me!
Steve left without saying another word, incredibly angry. If the ward had normal doors, they would have been slammed shut.
What did I do wrong now? I thought you had forgiven me! Ans thought, absolutely not understanding how it had to go like this.
Nothing happened to him, hes as healthy as I am. And its impossible for me to give birth to an alien. Call me whatever you want but leave my children out of it! She told no one in particular, crying crocodile tears. Right then, Philip entered, the little chipmunk boy she had seen before whom she liked a lot.
Mister Nutcracker, I drew a picture of you, your wife and your new child.
Gus sighed and turned around, annoyed. Im looking out of the window dolt, Im busy! Alright then, Ill watch. The father inspected the drawing the little kid made for his family. He handed it back as if it was something really dirty while giving his opinion.
What sort of rubbish is this, loser? Dont expect me to say its great; I dont lie. This here is the sun I presume, whats with the big smile? The sun Gus started and pointed out the window, is a ball of lava, and lava doesnt laugh, you numbskull. And who is this, me or the great dictator Adolf Nutler? I dont like it when Im being compared to a fascist. First of all, Im no squirrel, second, I dont speak German. And I dont know what this is but suppose you had Napoleon Cheeseaparte in mind when you drew my son. Thats not nice, right? Comparing us to heartless villains, especially when my wife is in recovery. I even suspect you of causing her so much suffering. You dont have feelings, youre a sadist! Now get out of here, and make a drawing for that silly sister of you.
What happened to you? You are not the Gus Nutcracker I know, he would never go ape over a simple drawing, even if it was god ugly. Youll never make a good father with such an attitude, stop with it now or Ill raise this child alone!
Wake up Ans, youre still dreaming! her husband retorted.
For a moment Ans thought he had insulted her, but then her eyesight faded and when it came back she was in her own bedroom back home.
You had a nightmare, her husband explained to her.
That was weird, but I just hope it will remain just a nightmare and that reality will be different. I dont want new things to worry about.
Whatever it is, Ill make sure it doesnt happen again. Gus promised her and kissed her forehead. Now get back to sleep, youll need it.
The Rangers had returned home after they could no longer find
anything that could confirm that Lisa was poisoned, but Gadget had taken some
of the tea sacs to run a few tests over them. Someone knocked on the door and
Dale was the first to open up. He found a teenage squirrel with red hair, pink
shirt, and jeans standing in front of the door.
Can Chipper come out and play? Tammy asked with a childish voice.
A mischievous plan formed in Dales mind. If Tammy was around, that would mean Chip would be forced to stop flirting with Gadget, giving him a chance to finally make moves on her without interference.
Sure, come in. Were in the middle of a murder investigation but I think that can wait.
A case cant wait Dale! Chip warned him, We have to At this point Chip noticed the girl that had just entered.
Maybe I can help you in investigating? Tammy offered.
No way, were dealing with a dangerous person here. Besides your mother would grow worried.
My mother is shopping, she wont be back until midnight.
Dale wanted to use this moment to finally show Gadget how he felt, but someone grabbed his shoulders before he could even get to his room to pick up his present for Gadget. They got me! Help, theyre going to take me to Uranus! Somebody help me! he shouted and wanted to get away from whatever had captured him.
Other than that, everythings alright cutie? An all-too familiar voice asked.
Right now it was Dales biggest wish to be captured by the cloning aliens that lived somewhere else in this solar system. He liked making moves on someone else, but not someone else making moves on him.
Foxglove entered the headquarters, leaving a petrified Dale behind.
Did I hear something about a murder investigation? She asked Monty, who was the only one in the room she could talk to and understand.
How could you have been wrong with such ears? Monty replied. It had to happen sometime, and this is the first time we couldnt save a person from being killed. But we can at least try and see who did this.
Sad, I thought killing was for humans. What motive did the murderer have?
We dont know lass, still too early to say, he answered her question, making a mental note that she would make a fine detective.
Any clues that might help?
Only a few tea sacs that could have poisoned the victim, and we know the wrong person was killed this time if it was a murder.
You mean someone elses life is still in danger?
Most likely it is, but that person is in safe hands for now.
Just then, another person knocked on the door. Dale, who was still shocked, was able to open the door before he fainted.
Why, mister Dale. Whats up? Philip asked him and tried to reanimate him as best as a child can do.
Mercy looked around to see nearly everyone was occupied, except her. Zipper landed on her shoulder and shook his head. This is how we investigate a murder, he explained, hoping Mercy understood him.
Whos that girl talking to Chip?
Thats Tammy, we had to look after her and her little sister once. She has a crush on Chip, but he thinks shes too young.
For his sake I hope so. I wouldnt want to have someone else get hitched with him before I take a place in his heart. But whos the lady bat?
Thats Foxglove, she likes Dale a lot. Shes the only bat that never tried to eat me yet. You might even learn a few tricks from her to sway Chip.
No, I like my own style. And Chip must have seen them already when she used them on the pantless red guy on the floor. Ill just sit down until everyone quiets down enough to notice me.
Guys, I got the results of those tests, Gadget announced, catching the rooms attention. One knock on the door however was enough to break their concentration. Gadget opened to door to see a familiar scene she hated more than everything. Gadget quickly ran back to her workshop to get one of her inventions while Robert Stein ran for cover, having heard of this mouse several times before when one of his colleagues was carted of to the hospital or cemetery.
Where did he go? Gadget asked while holding some sort of diabolical device in her hands.
Hes long gone Gadget love, lets just concentrate on your discoveries, Monty suggested, who never really understood why she had something personal against salesmen.
Well, if my equipment wasnt wrong, the tea was indeed poisoned, Gadget told the others.
What sort of poison? Chip wanted to know, for some assassins tended to use the same method of killing people, which could make it easier to guess who committed the murder.
If you ask me it was simply some toilet cleaning product or bleaching product, or possibly both.
Sounds like the perfect poison. Easy to obtain, deadly when consumed, legal by law
Now where to go? Its not like there is an assassinations agency where we can ask for all the data we need to find this madman, Dale stated.
From what I know, you can find the right people for the right job at the Burly Rat. Nearly every thief, killer or smuggler in this city finds his jobs in that place, Mercy informed them.
Youre familiar with that place, and with your looks you can easily get us all the info we need to put the murderer behind bars, Chip offered.
I wish it was that simple. After all that happened I must have shattered the trust I built up down there. How do you think people there would react to stories that I saved you from Thomas, Salaminos gang, and my mother marrying a honest businessman? Not to mention the rumors that float around out there...
What rumors? Tammy asked suspiciously.
It doesnt matter, Chip said, cutting off their conversation before it started. We need to find the place where this killer most likely spends his free time. Any suggestions?
I know three places where you can find freelancers, criminals and psychos, Mercy admitted. The AGRAFA, Sweet Mothers Palace, and the Burly Rat.
Care to give us some more detailed information? Monty asked her.
Sure, got a map we can use?
Tammy suspiciously watched as this strange girl pinpointed three locations on the map of the city. This girl knew a lot of crime, perhaps too much. But she could worry about that later. First, she had to prove to Chip that she was a good detective and fit to join the Rescue Rangers, even if that meant getting herself in peril.
Now that we know where to look for this person, I suggest Zipper and Monty to go see if they could find Billie at the docks and see what he knows. The harbor is always a good place to ask around since news travels too. Dale, you should go and see if you can find something in Sweet Mothers Palace. Now we have to find someone who can handle the AGRAFA, Chip stated while trying to think of someone that could do this.
Tammys face brightened as she hoped Chip would ask her. However, the telephone took Chips attention before she could ask to be included in this case.
Rescue Rangers, no case to big no case to small. Whos calling? Chip answered the call.
Its me, Flora. Did you find anything yet? The other person at the line asked.
Yes, your neighbor was indeed poisoned. Right now we just have to find someone who can go to the AGRAFA and see if there is someone who knows about this murder and who did it.
I could go over there for you and see if I can help, Flora suggested.
Dont you think that could be dangerous? What if the murderer who is after you is there and kills you?
Ill take that risk. You needed an investigator and you got yourself one. Besides, its a forbidden to draw blood in a public business.
Fine, Ill give you the address.
Tammy had a feeling this job wasnt going to be her business. She just hoped there was something she could do. Is there something you want me to do? she asked eagerly.
You could clean the house if you insist or cook up something for us when we get home, Chip offered.
No, I mean investigation work.
No way, thats way too dangerous! Leave this to the experts.
Dont worry Chip, Ill stay here to keep an eye on her. Gadget offered reassuringly.
Good idea Gadget. Foxglove, you should stay here as well. Leave it to us, Chip advised. Now who is going to the Burly Rat?
All the other Rangers and their visitors looked expectantly at Chip, except for Tammy who seemed quite offended. Chip gulped, he knew who was going to do this job.
A little later, the Rangers finished preparing Chip for his infiltration
of the Burly Rat.
Why Chipper, you look beautiful, Monty told his disguised companion.
Thats right Chipper, downright adorable. Tammy agreed teasingly, even though she had already seen his get-up before.
Chip himself gritted his teeth and felt more humiliated than ever before. He clearly wasnt enjoying this and his friends teasing wasnt helping either.
We just need something to remember this forever, Dale chimed in as he grabbed Gadgets self made photo camera and shot a few pictures with the flash on its lowest setting so Chip wouldnt have to close his eyes or suffer from blindness. Come on Chip, smile to the birdie, Dale encouraged while shooting a few more pictures. Would you mind posing in front of the camera?
Dont look so angry Chip, it clashes with your outfit, Gadget warned. And we dont want you to spoil the pictures.
We should send Chips parents a few pictures as well to put into their photo album, Dale noted while photographing his long time friend from different angles. Look at that wonderful figure, the beautiful torso, her well-shaped butt
This goes a little too far! Chip snapped back and covered the lens with his hand.
Awh, come on Chip, its great fun when you see the pictures over a few years, Dale reasoned and continued snapping pictures.
Thats right. Monty explained The more happy memories we have of being Rescue Rangers the better. I remember that in Morocco I met Canadas top journalist
We need a picture of this interviewer as well, Dale suggested while handing the camera to Gadget and putting Chips fedora on his head.
Go ahead Gadget, he told her and leaned against the wall with one hand.
Right then Mercy and Philip entered the living room and saw Chips embarrassing disguise. Mercy immediately broke out in laughter. Chip, you look even cuter than I do! she said between giggles. Would you lend me that dress sometime? Im sure it would look good on me too.
Philip ran up to him and looked over the detective in drag. You are stunningly beautiful, at what time should I pick you up? he said professionally.
Forget it, you wont get a date, Chip retorted.
His parents wouldnt approve, Mercy explained to Philip. You should behave like a bad girl and sneak out at night to meet cute boys like my little brother, she advised Chip.
If everyone had his share of fun and teasing can go and get to work? Chip asked. If you guys wont go Ill go on my own, he said as he walked toward the door. Ill get back at you! he whispered to Dale right before he exited and slammed the door shut.
Say, wait a moment. Where are you going? Steve demanded
as he rummaged through the storage room next to the guest room.
Im going to help in investigating the murder, Flora told him.
Not so fast, Steve demanded as he blocked the double doors Its too dangerous to go outside alone. Not to mention investigating the murder on your own. Let Henk or Timbert escort you if you want to go outside or both.
Steve, Im quite capable of saving my own skin. I dont need them or Hiss or Mousestein to protect me.
You mean too much for me to risk your life. At this moment, you are in my nightclub and I decide what happens here. And I decide you shouldnt go out all alone. And, with the risk of sounding like a parent, I demand you go back to your room now.
Flora gave him a dirty look and walked back in the direction of her room. Steve watched as she did but suddenly he sneezed violently and lost an eye contact. When he looked up he saw that Flora rounding the corner that lead to the kitchen.
Stop, come back! Steve warned as he ran after her.
Flora started running too. She entered the kitchen and closed the door behind her. When Steve had reached the kitchen she was nowhere to be seen but he reasoned she had entered the bar in his nightclub through the other door. He followed and he saw her running toward the exit.
Halt, you cant go outside! He yelled and jumped on the bamboo counter but slipped and fell with his chin on a barstool. He made a mental note to compliment Timbert later for choosing barstools with a soft cushion on it instead of completely wooden or metal ones. He looked up to see Flora leaving the nightclub. He was too late, she was outside now.
Oh no! he cried.
Arent you worried about Chip? Philip asked his
We might have gone a little too far with that teasing, but it was an opportunity that I just couldnt pass up. Hell forget it soon enough; hes been through worse.
No, I mean concerned about his health, not concerned about your friendship. What if he has to engage in useless violence?
Philip, there is only one type of violence that is useless and that is foiling a cucumber when your recipe asks for nuts, Mercy assured him.
That is Foilence with an F, not a V.
How was I supposed to know that? Dont forget I never got to do High School.
Me neither, blame it on our mother for not sending you to a good Primary School.
I guess so, youre the one with brains around here.
But now what is going to become of Chip? Philip said, trying to get back on topic.
Wait with worrying until over a few hours. The Burly Rat, and the other places the Rangers are going to investigate arent open yet. Except for the docks, of course.
I guess youre right on that, you know the outside world better than me.
Chip was quite annoyed when he saw on a clock pole that it was
still noon. Most criminal activity took place at night and that was also the
time that The Burly Rat got most of its customers. Chip was wandering aimlessly
through the streets of New York when suddenly he heard someone call his name.
He looked up to see an old acquaintance of him. She was accompanied by two men,
probably agents, or business partners.
Why are you walking around in that dress and with a wig on your head? The girl asked him with the same sweet voice Chip hadnt heard in quite a while.
Clarice!? Chip asked, quite surprised she recognized him.
The one and only. I answered your question, now you answer mine, The gorgeous chipmunk lady demanded.
Its a disguise, Chip said casually, trying not to show it irritated him lest she would start teasing as well.
Youre an investigator? I know you always liked that detective stuff but how did you convince Dale to follow your lead? I thought he didnt like Sureluck Jones stuff.
Not Sureluck Jones-like, were heroes. We agreed to clear the name of a human police detective and his dog. After that we formed the Rescue Rangers.
You, Chip Maplewood, leader of the Rescue Rangers? Gosh, my admirer a hero? This sure does sound like a fairy-tale.
Well, Im not really the admirer I was years ago. Things have changed a lot since we last met.
You no longer feel attracted to me? Clarice asked surprised.
Chip was uncertain what to say. Would she understand if he told her about his messed-up love life or would she immediately run toward the newspaper to try if she could get some coin for her story?
Thats ridiculous! Chip thought Her life doesnt revolve around money alone, friendship and attention is something she needs as well.
Come on Chip, you can tell me. I understand if your heart is already with someone else. Youre only chipmunk after all.
Wellthings are quite complicated, Chip started. Youre still cute, but Im caught in an extremely fragile love triangle. Im loved by two girls who fortunately havent fought over me the way me and Dale did over you. But Dale and me lately have competed a lot over a team member. I have not the faintest idea who to chose.
Dependscould you give me some more detailed information on the three girls? Clarice offered.
Mercy is something like seventeen years old and she has the unsettling ability to nullify my ability to think, something like a trance or hypnosis. Then theres Tammy who is if am right about twelve years, she constantly calls me Chipper which is quite annoying. Last is Gadget who is part of the Rescue Rangers and shes brilliant except when its about love, shes clueless on that.
Clarice put a hand under her chin and thought deeply. I think you wont have to worry about Tammy for the next six years. Shes under age, and you dont know how the outside world would react to a relationship like that, she finally spoke. As for your team member, if shes not noticing you, you either have to try harder or forget her. I think Mercy wouldnt be too much of a problem, except that she sometimes has total control over you. Has she ever done you any harm?
No, not directly. Shed probably be unable to; she admits shes somewhat fragile herself. But she once became so mad at someone she caused extensive damage to his spine. I dont think she would ever try to harm me at all, she admires me. And besides, she has a younger brother that keeps her in line.
She seems alright, but its still your choice whether to go for her. But be careful when you finally decide who you want; the others could become jealous. And I know better then you what the consequences of that are. But how is it going next to your troubled love life?
Bad, were currently working on our first murder case.
Horrible, I dont think I want to be in your shoes right now. Sometimes I dont understand my fellow rodents. Take my little nephew for example, who suffers from Downs syndrome. However he may be calmness itself, he never wanted to, let alone did, hurt a fly. Did he ever raid a shop, rob a poor lady, or rape a woman in a disco under influence of drugs and alcohol? No, thats something for normal rodents. He once nervously told me I had pretty eyes while normal people have no problem with telling me I arouse them. I dont care if he still has trouble writing his own name, heaven is a dull place compared to his smile. Everyone calls him funny names but they miss the fact that if we were all as strange and moronic as my nephew then aggressive acts like assault and murder would be problem of the past, so there!
I totally agree, it would make my job as a Rescue Ranger a lot easier.
Chip and Clarice continued talking to each other, catching up on how each other were doing. By now, Chip had all but forgotten he was in drag and probably wouldnt have cared anymore if he did remember.
Meanwhile at the AP precinct three mice entered an office.
Well, lets see gentlemen, Chief Rensen announced. You have offered to help in our investigation Mr.
Hackwrench, A mouse with yellow-orange hair and moustache dressed in a bomber jacket, pilot scarf and helmet.
Good, but for what reason? I mean, you dont HAVE to get involved with this, Ulbrecht warned.
I just want to make myself useful. After my plane crashed over Africa I have been isolated from civilization for months, maybe years. I tried getting my life back on track, but no one wants to hire an ace pilot who crashed with a valuable load and expensive plane and then lives a long time in a dangerous jungle without knowing what happened to the rest of the world. Upon coming home I couldnt find my daughter anymore, maybe she ran of with some stranger or now lives with one of my old friends.
If your family name is Hackwrench, could it be that your daughters name is Gadget? Rensen asked while quickly searching for a copy of Gadgets file.
Thats right. Nothing bad happened to her I hope? Geegaw asked nervously.
Not at all, Ulbrecht calmed him. In fact, she joined a crime fighter group called the Rescue Rangers. She saved countless of rodents, animals and humans all over the world.
She did? Shes become famous too? What about the rest of the team, do they treat her well?
There is Chip and Dale, two chipmunks that formed the team. Then there is Zipper and Monterey Jack
Monty? Odd, I know a mouse with exactly the same name whose companion is also named Zipper. Does this Monterey Jack have an Australian accent and an unnatural love for cheese?
Unnatural love for cheese is the wrong word. When there is cheese around he becomes mind controlled or something.
Here, I got all you need to know about them, Rensen declared as he dropped a stack of files on the table. It contains all we know about your daughter, her team and teammates. Well let you
Geegaw hadnt heard the last few sentence of the AP chief as he took all the documents and quickly left the precinct to find his precious Gadget.
Tammy looked out of the window with a bored expression on her
face. All the other Rangers had already left to find out who committed the murder.
There was no one with whom she could talk to, at least in her opinion. She still
felt some slight jealousy toward Gadget, but that was not why she didnt
want to talk to her. Her mind-bashingly high IQ was what troubled her as Gadget
could never have a normal discussion without giving a complicated scientific
explanation. Foxglove was a little too shy to talk to and besides, she spend
most of her time outside, sleeping upside-down. She had a suspicion that Mercy
was after Chip as well, so to avoid conflict she left her alone. And Philip
was a little too young for her. Besides, she already had a younger sister that
ran her ragged the entire day and she feared this young boy might be just like
that. She sighed and decided to grab some food. When she entered the kitchen
she found that the little chipmunk boy had similar plans, but for some reason
he just stood there in deep thought. Tammy was uncertain whether to help him
but asked him what was the problem before she knew it.
Whats up? Tammy asked, breaking the childs concentration.
The bowls, the kid answered which confused Tammy to no end.
Did I land in the Twilight Zone or something? she thought and asked, What bowls?
They are too high, I cant reach them.
Tammy realized what bowls he meant. Aw well, I suppose I could lend him a hand, she thought. As long as he doesnt start ordering me around like Binky does. Tammy walked over to the kitchen counter and opened a kitchen cabinet and took a bowl out for the chipmunk tyke.
Thanks, he said as he put some chips in it. Mercy and me were going to play a game of Mouseopoly, would you like to join us? he asked with an innocent smile.
Tammy had to think about that. Would it be okay to talk to her competition and play a game no less? Come on Tammy, its just a game of Mouseopoly, she told herself. What harm could it do? Maybe Ill be able to even beat Mercy. Tammy was unsure if it was safe to do, but finally Philip convinced her. She helped him with getting some Coockoo Cola and followed him to where Mercy had already set up the entire board game. Ill be the bank, she offered as she put down her cup and the bowl with chips.
Alright, but all tax money goes to the Jackpot, Mercy declared as she grabbed the dice to see if she would start out first.
Twelve, want to bet that Ill be first?
Ten. Philip declared and handed the dice to Tammy.
Tammy rolled them and got two times six.
Its a draw, she said triumphantly and took them again. This time she got one five and a three. Mercy grabbed and rolled.
Drat, three, Mercy cursed and handed them back to Tammy.
Due to the game they lost track of time and forgot all problems. Tammy was especially ecstatic when Mercy got on one of her hotels and went bankrupt. After that Philip took the Jackpot, which was quite stacked up by now, and Tammy went down when she reached one of Philips hotels, which was on the most expensive street in the game.
Hah, Im the best! Philip declared proudly.
More luck in games than in love, Mercy mused which caught Tammy quite off guard.
Fortunately Gadget entered and took their minds of the game. What would you all think about going to Club Acorn? I heard their number one singer returned from her tour through the country. Are you three interested? she suggested.
What about the bat lady whos still outside? asked Philip.
Foxglove can come along too, of course. But Im not sure if she should fly with this weather, it looks like it could start raining any time now.
It didnt take them much time to find Foxy who was still hanging from a tree branch. By now she was awake and didnt mind a small trip.
Gosh, I didnt know you liked nightclub trips Gadget, Tammy noted.
I dont visit them very often. Well except for Steves place but thats because hes a friend, not because I like the shows. Oh, strike that, maybe I would like them if I ever took the trouble of seeing one. Anyway, I just thought you liked to go as most other girls usually visit clubs at evening to meet other people. Would you believe that for some reason I suddenly have to think about my father?
Thats not strange at all, Foxglove told her.
Maybe if you consider he has been missing for a few years now, Gadget continued while she put Philip in the back of the Ranger Plane and buckled up his seat belt.
Be happy you know what a father is. Me and Philip never got to meet our fathers due to my mother, Mercy comforted her as she climbed in.
I guess so. Gadget admitted as she took her place in the pilots chair and waited for Foxglove and Tammy to get in before flying off.
Dale had reached what looked like Sweet Mothers Palace,
which was located in the back of a neon-illuminated alley along with three other
buildings. He walked toward the entrance where a rat dressed in a black coat
and black hat with red band had guard duty.
Well, well, our Christmas light bulb has finally arrived. Unfortunately youre late, the rat sneered.
Dont make comments over my nose, my mother gave it to me and Im proud of it! Dale angrily replied, he always hated it when someone would make fun of his big red nose.
Ah, youre mothers sweetest, the rat snickered.
Why you nasty Dale mused darkly and rolled up his sleeves.
From out of nowhere the rat pulled a knife the size of a short sword.
The more trouble you cause the more youll have to pay for entering, he warned.
Okay, okay, just put thing back. And would you stop insulting me?
What are you? A pacifist or a child? If its the last you should not be here, the rat suggested while putting his weapon away.
What do you mean? Dale asked.
Cant you read? The rat asked and took Dales neck and pushed him with his nose against a warning list, No one under eighteen permitted, no infants, forbidden for babies. That means both physically and mentally.
But I have to enter!
No can do. The rat insisted and crossed his arms.
In the name of the law I demand it! Dale continued.
Crime fighter right? Fu-Jong, would come over here for a moment? A Siberian chipmunk walked over to Dale and the rat. He was dressed in a black kimono with a red band and was much taller than Dale and the rat where. This is Fu-Jong Hai. Fu-Jong, this immature soul claims he is policeman. But Im convinced the police doesnt pick its members on length anymore and I doubt hes speaking the truth. And you know what to do with liars right, Jong?
Fu-Jong grumbled something in response and cracked his knuckles.
W-wait a m-minute I-I-I n-never s-said I-Im p-p-part of the A-A-AP Dale said defensively.
Sorry, I cant understand a word of what youre saying. Continue Fu-Jong.
Whats going on down there? A female voice upstairs demanded to know.
It says its a policeman! The rat shouted back.
Let him in, she ordered.
Alright miss, Christy, he agreed and turned to Dale, Go in and take the stairs up. Dont go left, you didnt pay for that.
Dale entered and went up the stairs. There he looked around until
he noticed an office door with a nametag on it that read, Christi Sweet
Mother Lighthead. When he entered, his nose was invaded by a strong
perfume or air refresher that made had very negative effects on his mind. He
looked ahead to see a chipmunk lady with long blonde hair. She wore a white
skirt and a pink shirt and mules. She had her eyes closed and concentrated on
What are you doing? he asked, confused.
She opened her eyes and noticed her visitor. Spiritual practice. Ever heard of meditation?
Lately I took a guru into partnership who told me life is about more than taking the money of honest though naughty men. In an attempt to understand what he meant I started with meditation. But to be honest, I still havent found out what he means. Ah well, I can always take up partnership with that voodoo doctor from southern America if this starts getting boring. But now what do you want?
I investigate a murder case. Do you have any idea who could have done it?
You wont find anything like murderers in here, Rudolf, she said teasingly.
Rapunsel, Dale countered.
What does that mean? Christi demanded to know. My hair might be long but spare me your nasty comments!
Well, you called me Rudolf, Dale explained.
By the way, whats your true name or do you want me to keep calling you Rudolf? Christy asked a little more relaxed now.
Im Dale Oakmont.
I know you, youre that Rescue Ranger right? Christys suspicion went up enormously. What did she do to deserve this kind of attention from law enforcement groups? And why not send that beauty named Gadget? If they where so suspicious about her why didnt they know about her disposition toward men? What makes you think I murdered someone?
Hold it, I didnt say you murdered her, just that I might find the clues I need in here.
The chances that a killer enters this place are just as high for a fireman entering this building.
What is this place anyway? Dale wondered out loud.
Christy walked away from her desk and moved toward Dale. If there is something I know about you its your childish innocence. And we dont want to ruin that, right? she asked while rubbing his head with her knuckles.
Would you cut that out? he asked quite annoyed.
Okay, wont happen again, she replied innocently and sat down on her desk and swung her right leg over her left. Dale looked away from her to prevent from looking under her skirt; a rule his parents thought him long ago. What are you looking at? she asked when she noticed he was suddenly fascinated by her bookcase.
Dale remembered a line from when one morning he was going to brush his teeth and found his mother in the bathroom who quickly covered herself with her bathrobe. I-I was just going to brush my teeth, he explained.
What do you mean with that?
This reminded Dale of when he returned home with a report card full of bad grades. It was exactly what his father told him when he lied that someone switched cards while the name on top clearly read Dale Oakmont. Its not my fault! Dale said defensively.
Youre weird. What disease are you suffering from? Christy asked, a very normal question when someone is delirious.
However, to Dale it was like the first words he heard from Chip, who at first treated him like a real dork. I dont know. But you must think youre Indiana Jones or something.
Who do you think you are, Rudolf? Christy insulted Dale.
By now Dale recovered from whatever came over him and replied to her insult. Stop it Rapunsel! he shouted.
Ugly unpolished light bulb!
Seductive attention hussy!
Mentally disturbed son of a mother!
Naughty daughter of a father!
This send a shiver trough Christys body and caused her to use her most severe insult. Man! She spat in his face, which surprised Dale to no end.
What kind of insult is that? Dale wondered.
Get out of my office NOW!!! She screamed at him while she searched her drawer for something.
Fine, its no use staying here if Im not welcome. Dale got up end left, slamming the door shut which caused a statue on Christys bookcase to fall off and shatter to pieces on the ground. She gasped in horror, stomped toward the window, and opened it. Vinnie, Fu-Jong, grab that mannerless chipmunk!! she shouted angrily at them. After shouting orders she moved over to where the statue had broken. Tears formed in Christys eyes. It was a present from her mother, who she loved dearly. It used to be a statue of her and her mother made it herself. Now it was broken beyond repair. That barbaric masculine idiot has absolutely no respect for my possessions! But what else to expect from males? They all need a little extermination, and Ill start with Dale Oakmont!
Dale yelled and screamed as Fu-Jong brought him into Christys office.
Do you see what youve done? Christy asked her captive as she pointed toward the broken statue.
As if thats a reason to send thisbuffed-up body builder after me. Dale countered.
Its a reason for much more. Christy replied and took a silenced pistol from her bureau drawer and put it to Dales head.
Boss, thats not a good idea! Vinnie the rat warned her.
Give me one very good reason, Christy asked without looking away from her target, her finger tightening around the trigger.
Your visitor will arrive soon, we wont get this office cleaned up before he arrives.
Is that really worth sparing his live? Christy asked while looking at her guard angrily.
Dale saw his chance and kicked Christy away from him. She crashed into her desk but quickly recovered and punched Dale in the gut.
Alright Vinnie, your call. What are we going to do to ice him without making a mess of my office?
Give him to me and Ill dump him in the water somewhere, his feet in a bowl of cement, Vinnie suggested and was already ready with a rope.
Agreed, but you are aware that hes now your responsibility right?
Dont worry, Im on top of it, the rat replied and got to work.
Geegaw arrived at the big oak tree in the middle of central park.
He managed to get up to the front door and knocked. When no one had opened up
a minute later, he tried again. But it seemed that no one was home. Through
the window, he could see a nearly empty bowl and three empty cups on the floor,
one with some of the soda drink Coockoo Cola left in it. He could also identify
the board game Mouseopoly that looked like someone had already won this game.
Geegaw guessed the Rangers where either on a case or took some time off.
I think Ill return later, he decided and left.
Flora finally reached the place Chip was talking about when suddenly
she heard someone behind her, panting heavily. She turned around and saw Steve.
Y-Youyoure coming with me r-right now! he managed to get out before falling face-first on the pavement.
Youll have to drag me back to your home first, Flora insisted and sat down on his back and swung one leg over the other.
Would you get off now? Steve asked, understandingly annoyed.
Hmm, Im not sure, Flora replied while massaging her feet. You feel quite comfortable, Steve.
They got chairs inside that place, Steve offered while pointing to the AGRAFA. Go sit down in there.
Odd, thats where I had to go for Chip. I tell you what: Ill get off you if you let me investigate this without interference.
Im afraid Ill have to agree, you have the upper hand right now. But Im going with you to insure youll be save.
I dont see the need for that, I can take care of myself. But because youre so stubborn Ill let you come with me. Flora got off Steve and he got back on his feet again. By the way, what does AGRAFA mean anyway? she wondered.
It stands for Association of Gun slinging Rednecks Away From Arkansas.
Sounds promising, Flora stated and entered, Steve following close by. Inside the place looked like a mix between a country and western bar. The only proof that this place used electricity where the lights and a jukebox.
Suddenly Steve picked up a conversation between two customers close to him. ...really, that last American Festival was a whole mess, a waste of yer time.
What the Sam Hill happened then?
They send a bunch of pig food eatin fakes instead of the real Bluegrass Beasts! Can ye believe they did that? Ye dont make such mistakes! They should have gotten themselves a group of Cossacks instead, at least they have skill! I mean really, this was no music! It was drooling over yer instruments while making a few noises now and then!
Am I glad I spend mah time in Houston during that!
Steve gulped and was glad that the bad lighting was shading his face or he would have been toast.
Dont worry Steve, Flora comforted him who already know who had replaced the Bluegrass Beasts. You did great, and those two have no idea what real music is anyway.
I-I think Ill spend some time in the bathroom, Steve decided, hoping he would be safe there.
Alright, Ill wait up for you, Flora told him.
Forget it, lets go, Steve replied because he reasoned hiding would only slow them down if Flora didnt investigate anyway.
By the way, this country music is getting old really fast, Flora informed him. Ill see if I can find something happier on that jukebox.
Flora made her way over to the jukebox with Steve covering her back. She threw in some money but when she changed the music to ragtime, the jukebox was the only sound in the entire bar as conversation died out immediately and all eyes were pointed at Steve and Flora.
Uh, she just changed the music, thats all, Steve informed the entire club and pointed in Floras direction while moving away from her. With a lot of noise everyone aimed his or her weapon at the two chipmunks. Shotguns, pistols, rifles and machineguns were all pointed in their direction. One person had even grabbed dynamite.
That was a bad idea, the bartender said and got back to cleaning a glass. There was a long moment of silence as Steve and Flora dared not to breathe, as the slightest form of movement could be fatal. They want you to change the music back, the bartender advised before continuing his work. Steve slid his hand into his pocket and took out some change to throw into the music device that was still happily playing an unfamiliar song. He shakily changed it to what he guessed was their kind of music. As the sounds of Rawhide filled the room the weapons were still pointed at them. Flora and Steve slowly made their way to the door and exited right when the sounds of gunfire began to fill the room. When the noise quieted down the door was in ruble, the guns were empty and the jukebox dead. But Flora and Steve were safely outside, and that was all that mattered to them.
Christy had disposed of the rubble of the statue and had calmed
down a little more when someone else entered her office.
What are youse doing? The gangster rat asked his soon-to-be business partner.
Its called meditation. Christy replied, wondering why the rat didnt send a moll, but upon looking him over she understood no girl wanted to be his moll.
What? How do you do that? The rat asked, as he had no idea what meditation was.
You sit around a little and breathe now and then, Christy explained, even though she hadnt booked success this way yet.
And what happens then? he asked, still not understanding what use this had.
Its an internal quest for Yin and Yang. Christy answered, repeating what she read in a booklet.
What a waste of time, Capone sneered as he closed the door.
Great minds think alike, Christy replied and got out of a position that hurt her buttocks. This Asian stuff is starting to get boring. It only makes a fool of me, and at least that voodoo doctor can help me neutralize my foes.
Say, thats a nice painting you got there. I like that type of art, Rat Capone noted, trying to compliment Christys tastes as well.
Thats right, its the result of me considering what could have happened to Elvis Munkley if he didnt die in the hospital, she replied and smiled at it. On the painting was Elvis Munkley, the rodent rock star, tied up to a railway track. He was male, after all, Christy replied and smiled broadly which even startled Capone a bit. Now what is the reason you visit? What kind of cooperation did you have in mind?
Me and my cousins, Francis and Thomas, are considering joining forces to not only take over, but also to wipe out the opposition. The Animal Police and the Rescue Rangers. Maybe you would join us. Youse will be considered neutral, but it would pay of if you pooled resources and gave us certain rights cause youll not be forgotten.
Why should I be contend with this city if Ill end up in jail after a short reign? Takeovers like these usually dont last. I like it the way it is, I control a monopoly in adult entertainment and have large share in this citys drug dealership. With the money this gets me I can buy myself anything. If I wanted to I could make a run for president of the United States.
It wont last forever, my criminal empire is on the rise. Youse might have your monopoly and money but competition is unavoidable. Today a Speakeasy, tomorrow a Casino, next week control of City Hall. Youse can have a hand in all of this you know, everyone will bow before Christy Sweet Mother, my moll. Capone bragged.
You sick, filthy, ugly, egoistical hoodlum! Dont you know I absolutely despise men!? Id be caught dead rather than be YOUR moll!! You can dream whatever you want; your empire will always be nothing more or less than an illusion! Dont think Ill ever join forces with YOU! Christy had grabbed her pistol but Capone jumped her and pinned her against the ground before she could fire a shot. However Christys smile surprised Rat Capone. Suddenly he remembered about the information an associate gave him. Only three of the four of Christys henchmen were know: Vinnie Sharpblade, Fu Jong Hai and Bennie Fixer. Nothing was known about Christys fourth helper, but Rat had a suspicion about what his profession was, which also explained why people died for no reason before Vinnie, Fu Jong or Bennie could even get close. Faster then anyone would give him credit for Rat Capone hid behind Christys desk. The enraged girl got to her feet again but Capone threw over the desk so it landed on her legs, which caused her to fall and lose her grip on the gun. Capone quickly grabbed Christy by her shirt and used her as a living shield. He slowly made his way over to the door, pushed her out of the way, and closed the door behind him. He ran down the hall, off the stairs, out of the building and soon enough Fu Jong gave chase. Unfortunately Rat Capone was able to enter the sewers where the bulky chipmunk dared not to follow.
Meanwhile Tammy, Mercy, Gadget, Foxglove and Philip were enjoying
the performance of Clarice, Club Acorns star actress.
I must admit shes cute, but you wont catch me trying to woo her. Tammy stated.
Im sure the boys would try to impress her, if they do that with me I dont want to know what they would do for her, Gadget reasoned.
Probably a lot of fighting, chips like them would knock each other out for a knockout like her, Mercy guessed.
Thats got to hurt, both physically and on terms of relations, Foxglove theorized.
Ah well, its about time we got back. Its way past Philips bedtime, Mercy insisted.
Come on Mercy, its not that late right? Philip tried.
The last one to get into the Ranger Plane is a slowpoke, Foxglove suggested, which changed Philips mind as he immediately ran toward the exit. However, he bumped into an actress on the way back.
Watch it boy, youre still too young to be hastened, Clarice warned as she got back to her feet.
Sorry miss, I didnt see you, Philip apologized.
Golly, are you alright Philip? Gadget asked, concerned.
Yes miss Gadget, just a small headache, the boy reassured her.
Say, arent you the Gadget from the Rescue Rangers? Clarice asked surprised.
Thats right, do you need my help?
Im one lucky girl, first I meet your leader Chip who once was my admirer, and now the famous Gadget Hackwrench.
Admirer? Tammy asked concerned.
Sure, you should have seen him and Dale fight over me when I was still an undiscovered talent.
Mercy gave Tammy a meaningful glance. Truce? she whispered.
Sure, Im sure you want answers as well as me, Tammy answered quietly.
Lets get to my dressing room, we can talk there, Clarice offered and led the way.
Nice room. Philip complimented tactfully and sat down
on a recliner.
Youre a real ladies man right? Clarice asked, now in her chamber robe, as she sat down on the chair in front of her makeup table. She sprayed some deodorant under her arms before continuing. You remind me of my nephew. Hes cute too, even though people dare call him an oddball. And that while he knows more couplets of our national anthem than the average rodent. He even knows the entire biography of Marco van Mousen, Michael Ratsmacher and Boris Munksin.
Marco van Mousen? Gadget asked, not familiar with European heroes.
Soccer player at FC Bar Celona-mice. Or voetbal as van Mousen calls it, Clarice explained.
Just out of curiosity, how did you meet Chip and Dale? Tammy asked carefully so she wouldnt arouse suspicion from her.
That was in the days I was still unknown. I wasnt interested in the jobs other girls my age did to earn some extra coins. So, I slowly worked myself up in the world of glitter and glamour. Those two were of the first to behold me in this nightclub. Just thinking about then makes me experience the stage fright I had the first time. However, they immediately told me I had talent when they saw me sneaking back to my dressing room, nervous as heck. They gave me the courage I needed to do another performance here, and another one, and another one after that. They slowly helped me become the star I am nowadays. That doesnt mean Id ever trade my fame for the old days. In fact, I miss the times when I invited them over to the club to see me; I just love those cute boys. But things moved on, and Im sure things are different now. Chip himself told me hes in a complicated love triangle. I just hope him and Dale can get themselves tied up sometime, even if it isnt with me.
The boys are a hand full, marrying one of them equals a lot of trouble and one big mess. Theyre nice, but they get rough on nearly everything! Gadget warned, using her personal experience with Chip and Dale as an argument.
Thats right, Clarice agreed. You should have seen my parents faces when the boys once decided to escort me to the club one night. As if they saw their daughter leave with a group of Hells Angels! But if you know Chip and Dale you cant help but know they fight over the same girl all the while. If you only look at one the other will turn green with envy. Thats why I always split my attention between both of them, so I wouldnt tear two friends apart. It worked, I guess. Theyre still friends, but I dont think jealousy can separate them.
Thanks for your time, but Im afraid well have to go. My little brother needs a lot of rest at his age, Mercy explained her, putting a hand over Philips mouth so the boy could not protest.
No thanks, its always nice to speak to someone who knows Chip and Dale. Tell them I said hi.
Chip had now reached the source of trouble throughout the city.
His return unnerved him, even though there would be no seductive chipmunk maid
to disrupt his attention. He carefully made his way toward the entrance, hoping
there were no muggers close by who would mistake him for a defenseless lady.
Now that he was dressed up as a girl he had no trouble with the bouncer at all.
He could just enter, but he attracted a lot of attention, especially from males
and jealous females.
Wanna, buy fake dollars? Theyre really cheap, a shady rodent asked him as he made his way over to the bar.
Chip sat down on a bar stool and got the attention of the bartender. One orange juice, he said in an even more high-pitched voice than normal.
The bartender murmured something along the lines of wimp and handed him a bottled bottle of orange juice. With all of his might Chip tried to pry the bottle cap off. When he succeeded he spilled some of the liquid over his dress. He sat down at a table and scanned his surroundings. He took a few sips before getting up and walking over to the bulletin board filled with illegal business names and locations.
My, my, interesting, he smiled to himself as he spotted Rat Capones Speakeasy on a small note. He skillfully swiped it off when nobody was looking and hid it in the top of his dress. He then noticed a shady rat dressed in a black cloak, black hat and white shirt, his face hid in the shadows. He walked over to him while trying to think up a subject to start a good conversation. Nice weather were having today right? he tried desperately.
The rat looked up when he realized someone was talking to him. Chip could now see his face. He had a set of eyes that would put those of a demon to shame, true killer eyes.
There is too much sun, it scorches my skin, he replied, just as coldly as his stare.
Chips mouth fell wide open and his eyes grew wide with fear. He lost grip on his orange juice, which fell to the ground where the bottle shattered, spilling some of its content over the rats feet. Fortunately, he didnt mind, he just kept looking at Chip with that evil glare in his eyes.
Is there something youd like to discuss? he asked, as if he didnt notice Chips fear-struck face. His voice was sinister and dark, resembling that of Clint Eastwood.
I-Im-Ill-I was about- Before Chip could excuse himself the rat reached for him.
At first Chip thought his life would end soon, but then he felt the rat place his paw on his head and twist it toward the entrance. An Animal Police patrol entered, catching a lot of unwanted attention.
What do you guys think youre doing here? One of the customers asked the leader.
Were criminals dressed up for Halloween, the sergeant replied, which was barely enough to fool some of the minor thugs present.
Ah sure, and the prison guards all dress up like burglars right? a raccoon asked.
If you ask me youre trying to fool us. Get em boys! another ordered. A fight escalated between a couple of criminals and the AP patrol.
You must be glad youre not in their position right? the dark rat asked Chip with his diabolical voice.
R-right! Chip answered, who had almost forgotten he was in the presence of a pure incarnation of evil and he feared the rat had just looked through his disguise.
Be happy a cute little femme like you need not to concern herself with business like that, he comforted him and tapped his head. Dont worry your pretty head about that, concern yourself about your own safety. There are many people like me who would love to rob you, molest you and literally steal your heart. He breathed deep, letting the smell of sweat, orange juice and male deodorant sink in. Should one of those numbskulls ever bother you, dont hesitate to call me. Im not afraid of them, Im the best of them. And Im one of the few that can bring up respect for ladies like people long ago did, back in old times when this world wasnt so spoiled. So dont mistake me for a normal criminal, Im not here to kill everything that walks.
He put his hand on Chips cheek, who had now forgotten he was afraid and nervous a few moments ago. Instead, he now only felt confusion and shyness. T-thanks, Chip stuttered and turned around to exit.
However, the rat grabbed the back of his dress and stopped Chip in his tracks. Come see me again okay? he asked, with a smile on his face.
Chip smiled back and walked off, still feeling charmed by this strange man.
Wake up Chip, this is not right. Chips conscience told him Hes a criminal, hes evil, hes a man, and you feel compassion, sympathy, even friendship for him!?
Say, that girl reminds me of something, a female chipmunk
in white skirt and red shirt with black hair observed.
Ive never seen her before. Do you think what I think? A rat in black leather jack and white shirt suggested.
If you mean she could have been one of those goons that took our clothes youre right, she answered.
I indeed remember him, a squirrel joined the conversation. He was here some time ago and caused a complete trash up, I remember his face. But
If thats so, we should get back at her, hard! The leader, a chipmunk in yellow pants, red shirt, and blue hat ordered as he got up and his gang followed.
Aw well, if you dont want to know, The squirrel replied to the group that was already out of hearing range. If you dont want to know that girl is actually a guy... he paused to drink some of his beer. Then its your business.
Chip climbed up the ladder that led back to the surface when a
hand grabbed his leg and mightily pulled him off.
I think we need to talk, Joseph Knuckles demanded as his two followers surrounded Chip.
Chip gulped as he recognized his assailant by his clothing.
Just why did you knock us out, take our clothes and leave us naked in a dangerous sewer, easy prey for any predator that lurks under the waters?
This is just wonderful, Chip thought, Im lying on the ground in a dirty sewer, surrounded by three aggressive neer-do-wells.
The rat picked up Chip by his arm and lifted him up in the air. Answer me when Im talking to you! Joseph ordered and punched Chip in the face, which caused his nose to bleed.
Why did you take my loves clothes? Joseph slowly asked.
I-I-Im-Ill tell the AP if you dont let me go! Chip replied, trying to sound convincingly for both his threat and his cover.
You heard her, Jack, the gang leader said and nodded in the rats direction.
The rat grinned and let go of Chips arm who fell back on the floor, right on his tailbone which hurt immensely.
You do realize you just got yourself in a lot of trouble do you? Joseph explained.
The girl in the group kicked Chip in his side to put some meaning to her leaders words.
Thats right. Mary, show her you wont take that from anyone, Joseph encouraged his female teammate.
Mary fiercely planted her heel in Chips stomach, which almost caused him to throw up. Joseph then grabbed him by the top of the dress and pulled Chip back to his feet.
How would you like it if we did THIS to you? the angry hoodlum asked and winked in Marys direction. She got the hint and ripped off the lower part of Chips dress. And what about THIS? Joseph continued as he used his knife to cut the belt and elastic of Chips baggy polka dot pants. Chip felt humiliated and vulnerable as he tried to keep his pants up with one hand. And dont forget THIS! Joseph almost screamed as he kicked Chip with his full leg on the detectives midsection, which sent him flying right into the sewage water.
Chip desperately tried to reach the sewer sidewalk and with all strength left in his beat-up body he climbed up. Joseph and Jack both took one of Chips arms and pulled him back on safe ground. Mary then put her foot on Chips back and rest all her weight on that leg. It hurt, but Chips was too exhausted to make any protests anymore.
Let me show you how its done. Joseph offered Mary, who backed off so her boss could get some more fun at this girl. The bully sat down on Chips back and began twisting his ankle. Chip clenched his fist and desperately tried to fight back his pained cry. She doesnt even feel it! That asks for some more serious action, Joseph decided and twisted Chips ankle forcefully, which resulted in a chilling audible crack. Chips scream was deafening and could have scared of anyone, except for these freaks who felt the need to continue. I just love that sound, Joseph cheered, Lets do it again! He quickly grabbed Chips left arm and pinned it to his back and pushed it up with all strength he could muster. Chip screamed again, but not as loud as a moment ago. Exhaustion and pain had weakened him greatly and yet these guys still werent satisfied. Your turn, Jack. Joseph offered as he got of Chip.
The rat grabbed Chip by his legs, sending a shiver of pain through his body as the rat grabbed him by his pained ankle. However, that was his least concern as the rat lifted him of the ground and slammed him back on the stone cold floor. He then slammed him with his back against the wall and let go of Chip. The Rescue Ranger slumped to the ground and slowly everything turned into a vague blur.
And now the finishing touch. Joseph declared and grabbed the detectives arm and dragged after him around the corner.
Chip didnt know what this guy was planning, but from the stories he heard he knew it was bad. Chips humiliation and helplessness suddenly turned into anger and he directed it all toward the other chipmunk.
STOP IT!!! He screamed, as he hastily got up, furious, and kicked the criminal with full force, forgetting about his pained ankle.
The kick sent Joseph into the sewer water and Chip quickly made a run for it, totally forgetting his injuries. The two henchmen first fished their leader out of the water before chasing their victim, giving the slowed-down Chip a head start. He climbed out of the sewer and collapsed. He knew he had already used up all the energy his adrenaline rush could muster, this would be the end. Joseph climbed up and eyed Chip full with hate. However, he received a full kick to the neck from someone Chip was unable to see.
Get away from my love you plague! A voice hissed menacingly.
First Chip suspected it was the killer Chip met a little while back. Chips defender then put full force on his leg, an audible crack could be heard, and Joseph fell back down the manhole. Chips savior moved closer while Chip lifted his head to see who had helped him. Clarice!? he asked when he saw who his guardian angel was.
Sssh, calm down, she hushed him and forced his head back. You had better be careful with who you get into a fight, youre beat-up badly. Can you walk?
Im afraid Im unable to, Chip said full with regret that he would have to bother her with that problem as well.
Dont worry, you can lean on me for support, Clarice reassured him and helped him up. What exactly happened to you? she asked concerned.
Ill tell you. Chip agreed and told her every dreadful detail while she helped him walk.
At the docks, Monty and Zipper had finished their mission to find Billie and
ask him for some help, which proved invaluable. Nice of Billie to write
the names of serial killers who use herbs as a weapon on a list, Monty
said while checking the list.
Zipper buzzed something to Monty, which only the ear of a trained rodent could translate.
Chipper is smart enough, hell fish out the one responsible in no time at all, Monty reassured his insect friend.
They continued their travel back when suddenly Zipper buzzed a warning. Monty turned to see what was wrong.
Crikey, thats Dale! But who is the blighter with that cement bag? Then Monty noticed that Dale was tied up and gagged, and that the rat was filling a bowl with wet cement. Monty was not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but it didnt take long for him to realize what was going on. Blimey! Hes going to drop Dale to the bottom of the sea!
The rat had just finished preparing the cement when he looked up to see an angry fly.
What? What do you want? Vinnie asked the insect.
The rat got no reply except for a fierce punch to the nose. Vinnie muttered a few vulgar curses before he was punched in the face by a much bigger fist. He landed a few rodent meters away from where he stood a moment ago. He recovered to see a mouse that clearly was much stronger than he would ever be. But that didnt trouble the rat at all, after all he used other means to win a fight. Dale shouted a muffled warning to Monterey Jack while the rat drew a sharp and vicious knife of incredible size. Monty backed off a little until his heel touched the cement bowl, which gave him an idea. Monty grabbed the bowl and threw in the rats direction who dodged it, but it gave Monty enough time to pick up Dale and make a run for it. Zipper darted toward Vinnie and right into his gut, which stunned the rat for a while, buying Monty a few more seconds. However, this rat wouldnt be stalled so easily, he took another knife out of his coat and threw it toward Monterey Jack. It flew through the air but for some strange reason it changed trajectory at the last moment and with a loud clang it stuck to Montys coat, penetrating nothing and leaving the mouse unharmed. Vinnie was shocked for a minute. No one could escape his aim; his marksmanship was the best in rodent New York! With only Charlie Ghost as an exception, who also worked for Miss Christy. While the rat tried to think up a possible reason for his failure and a lie to tell his mistress, Monty made good use of this distraction and ran back to HQ, Dale still under his arm.
At the AP precinct people had become familiar with Rescue Rangers and what
they looked like. So it took the desk sergeant on duty only a second to unmask
Chip, who had got rid of the wig he wore for almost the entire night by now.
Quite a nice outfit Chip. Are you thinking about changing your gender
soon? The gopher asked teasingly.
Cut the mode show and get serious. I got the address of Rat Capones Speakeasy for your boss Rensen, Chip informed him.
Funny, we sent a squad over to a criminal hideout today who didnt find this address, The gopher replied amused. Theyre at the hospital right now, a lot of bad bruises and some serious beatings. Fortunately no casualties. Chip smirked at the mention of the AP team that he met in the Burly Rat. Thanks for your help though, but are you sure YOU dont need medical attention?
Itll take more than a few rogues to get me down. I dont feel hurt, only when I laugh, Chip explained, more afraid of losing his face than his life.
Stop being so tough, lets get you back to headquarters, Clarice insisted and helped Chip leave.
Sugar Ray Lizard had reached his destination to carry out his mission. Seeing as how his boss moved business from time to time he had to keep his customers updated on the location, that was exactly what Sugar Ray was supposed to do. He entered the Burly Rat where he found some of the tables and chairs wrecked. He dismissed it as another bar fight and didnt pay more attention to it. He got over to the message board, pinned the note he carried in his hand on it and left again, politely taking his hat off for Yvonne, a sexy chipmunk girl full of seductive tricks. The note he left indicated the new location of Rat Capones Speakeasy.
Meanwhile Gadget had finished constructing two extra beds. Since
Philip was already sound asleep in the guest room they would need extra beds
for Tammy and Mercy who had decided to stay for the night. Foxglove had offered
to sleep upside down on a branch outside, which saved Gadget the trouble of
also installing a perch. The four girls decided to play a game of cards before
going to bed.
Nice evening it was. What are we going to do tomorrow? Mercy asked and dropped a card on the stack.
Darn it! Gadget answered and took two cards from the other stack. I guess you three have to think up something since Ill be helping in the investigation. I turn it into diamonds.
Tammy placed her card on the stack and banged her fist on the table.
To bad, I hoped I could spend some time with Dale but I came at the wrong time, Foxglove chimed in and took her turn.
Mercy uttered a vulgar curse and took seven cards from the stack and lay down a Jack. Hearts, she declared.
Gadget placed another card and then added a second.
Thank you, Tammy complimented Gadget and lay down her clover ace.
That makes five for Tammy, two for me and Foxglove, and one for Gadget, Mercy declared as she marked it on her list.
Another one? Gadget asked as she took the cards.
There was a knock on the door and Mercy got up to answer it.
I think thatll have to wait, Foxglove guessed while scanning the door, hoping the chipmunk of her dreams was behind it.
But it was Chip, who according to Foxys scanning profile had several internal injuries that were well hidden by pride, flesh and fur. Mercy and Tammy didnt notice, their minds were only set on one thing: answers. Without saying a word they both took one of Chips arms and dragged him into the girls bathroom, which confused the detective in drag. Once they were all inside were no one would hear their conversation. Mercy barred the door with her body so Chip wouldnt escape.
Whats the meaning of this? Chip asked quite annoyed, leaning against the wall so he wouldnt have to use his foot.
Were the ones asking questions in here. Dont forget youre not supposed to be here at all, Tammy informed him, wishing she had a flashlight for interrogation.
First of all, we want to know the details about you and Clarice, Mercy demanded, quite curious about how many women he had chased before she and Tammy got into the picture.
How did you find out about her? Chip asked, blowing any possible attempt at a cover up.
We met her at Club Acorn were we got a good view on what kind of chipmunk you were a couple of years ago. Now what all can you tell us about her? Tammy explained, waiting for an answer to her question.
Why would you two want to know that? Thats my private life were talking about! He replied annoyed, but it didnt change much to their attitudes.
We want to know because we might repeat mistakes other girls did when they got romantic with you, Tammy explained and folded her arms.
Who knows what kind of person you actually are? Ive heard many stories were girls were dumped after the only sparks that remained in their relationship were from a broken electric wire, Mercy added.
Do you two think Im like that? Im a Rescue Ranger! I have a reputation to uphold! Chip defended himself
You sound quite arrogant, Tammy noted disappointed, changing the topic for a moment.
A good crime fighter needs a good reputation. There are people that try to make a detective look bad, avoiding scandals is an important step in countering that, Chip corrected himself.
Now back to the questioning. What all happened between you and her? Mercy continued hastily.
Nothing serious. We flirted, shared time, kissed, but we never had a serious relationship, Chip honestly replied.
Then how did it come to an end? Did you hurt her feelings, leave her for dead, got caught kissing another girl? Tammy pressed.
She got flooded with contracts, journalists and attention. Soon enough she was famous and she left us. I dont think I can continue loving her like back then when Dale and I still competed over her, Chip declared, but even this was not enough for the girls.
Next to Clarice, how many girlfriends did you have before joining the Rescue Rangers?
Dale and I had three or four other girls we admired. They either got sick of us competing for them or it just never turned into a serious relationship.
And? the ladies demanded.
Okay, I admit. Me and Dale chased girls whenever it was March, April or May. So what? Its perfectly normal for forest animals to do that! Most of those females were just as contaminated with spring fever as we were. It doesnt mean I loved them! Im not the dashing woman hunter some think I am, Im a bad romantic, Chip admitted and hung his head sadly.
If thats all, we have everything we need. Please understand we didnt do this to hurt you, its to prevent you from hurting us, Mercy comforted him. So we dont have to hurt you after all, she thought to herself.
Thats right, Tammy chimed in. Im sorry if I sounded or acted nasty, Chipper.
I guess you two did have a reason to worry, Chip reasoned, still worried and troubled. Im a boy after all.
So are you alright now, no hard feelings? Mercy insisted.
Well Im not alright physically, I got beat up by a few thugs on the way back.
We can fix that. I took First Aid lessons and passed my exam, Tammy said and put a hand on his shoulder.
Well get you patched up in no time, Mercy agreed, took a medical kit and gave Chip a naughty look.
A little later Chip reentered, his injured parts bandaged and treated.
Hey Chip, youre only dressed like a girl, youre not one of them! Dale accused his friend when he noticed him leaving the womans bathroom.
Allow me, Mercy excused herself, dusted off Dales head, and bonked him.
Thank you kindly, Miss, Chip thanked her politely.
Whats with all the patches and bandages Chipper? Monty inquired.
I got attacked by a couple of bad guys on the way back to the tree. Theyre a nasty bunch, but I got some help from an old friend, Clarice.
Clarice? How is she doing? Will she visit us sometime soon? Dale asked excitedly, forgetting the headache Mercy gave him.
Shes fine, and Im sure youll meet her as well sometime.
We met her already. Shes quite impressive I must admit, Gadget joined in their talk.
Zipper squeaked something to Monty and pointed to his back.
Oh, I see mate, Monty replied as he pulled the knife off his back. I always knew me horseshoe brings fortune, he said, revering to the magnet he always carried with him.
All nice and well, but how about getting on with the investigation? Tammy suggested.
Youre right lass, me and Zipper got a list of who could have done it. Here you go Chipper. Monty laid the piece of paper on the table and the Rangers bend over to inspect it.
I think we could scratch two names, number one and seven are in prison at the moment. Number three was banned from this city, its unlikely he managed to hide in this city, hes not the stealthy type. That leaves five others, which still is a clue to me, Chip stated as he scratched three names from the list.
Youre absolutely great, Chipper, Tammy complimented, with her infamous flirting voice.
Eh, thanks Tammy, Chip replied while blushing a trifle before returning to business. All of these killers are known for being mercenaries, theyre not insane; theyre in it for the money alone. All ruled out possibilities are either madmen or had a personal score to settle. Ironically, Harold Hyde, Thomas henchmen, is not on the list. But that could be because he doesnt use herbs but chemicals.
Too right mate, I personally asked for the type of killer to mix poison in tea, Monterey Jack declared proudly.
Right, but now that we know someone killed her for money. We need to find who paid this killer. Do you know one person who would want to see Flora dead? Chip asked the entire group.
I know! Thats Fat Cat, he told me personally! Dale interjected.
Too right, thats Fat Cat alright! First that scheme with bombs and now assassination. The blokes going bonkers faster than a wasp trapped in a glass of lemonade.
Good guess. So to Fat Cats is were were going, Chip agreed triumphantly. However, he was interrupted by the telephone. Chip was quick to answer the call.
Hello its us, Steve and Flora. We did what you suggested but couldnt find anything useful before having to flee, the caller informed the Rescue Ranger.
Thats not necessary anymore, investigating the AGRAFA, whatever that place was. However, we got a well placed suspicion Fat Cat ordered the attempt at your life Flora.
Him again? Why cant he just leave us alone!? What did we do to him to become a target of him?
You two did help us the last time we dealt with him. However, this time he wont be expecting us to walk in. We will go over there to see if we can find something. You two just play it safe until we got him.
What if it wasnt Fat Cat at all? What if it is Rat Capone and his gangsters again? We still dont know what happened to his cousin Thomas and his henchmen.
Rat Capone will be out of commission for some time. His Speakeasy could be raided by the RBI any time now.
I hope youre sure about this. Neither two are the type of people to invite you for diner, except for the main course, if you understand what Im saying.
Dont worry, weve known Fat Cat for a long time now. And we never failed at stopping Rat Capone either, Goodbye. Chip hung the horn back on the receiver and turned toward the rest of his team. I guess we should be going now, Chip announced and walked toward the door, the other Rangers giving him strange looks. Chip suddenly realized he forgot something. Thats right, wait here till I get back in my normal clothes. Chip excused himself while feeling a little embarrassed.
The Rescue Ranger leader entered the room he shared with Dale to reappear a minute later in his usual outfit. However, it gave the others some time to plan for the three visitors.
I think it would be safer if Foxglove, Tammy and Mercy stayed behind, that way you wont get hurt, Gadget offered.
I was planning to do so anyway. I dont want Philip to be all alone, possibly forever, Mercy stated and yawned, while making her way to the guest room to get some sleep.
I think it would be better if me and Foxglove got back home, we dont want to interfere, Tammy suggested and escorted the bat outside. I got an idea, she whispered to Foxy, hoping her sensitive hearing would pick it up.
Thats a greatthats a shame. Dale said, looking quite relieved.
Chip reentered in his bomber jacket and fedora, feeling back to normal again.
Well, lets go. Rescue Rangers away!
Meanwhile, at Steves place.
Well, it looks like well be sitting this one out, Flora assumed.
Thats a relief, Im starting to become just afraid of adventure as Yago, Steve said gladly, wiping off some sweat.
Do you think this is it? This is the death of MY NEIGHBOUR were talking about! You can stay here, cowering under your desk if you want to but IM going to help the Rangers.
Im afraid that means I have to go as well. Just wait for me to get Timbert and Mousestein, we might need their help to stay alive.
Then hurry, Im not going wait up for you.
The Rangers had arrived at the Happy Tom Cat Food Factory, the
hideout of the citys criminal cat kingpin.
Now well need a plan, just to be sure. Who knows what kind of trap he might have set for us?
No need for thinking, Chipper. Theres no way Fat Cat is expecting us, hes probably counting his ill-gotten money in his office. The chance he is prepared for us is just as small as his brain, Monterey reassured Chip and carelessly entered the factory.
With an echoing click a bright spotlight was flipped on which shone right into the Rangers faces.
Must be rather big brain he has, Dale commented disappointed.
Peek-a-boo, I can see you, an all too familiar voice called out.
The group looked up toward the balcony were Snout, Fat Cats most balanced out henchmen.
That was a good idea of the boss to order me to guard the lower level, now I can cash-in big time, he commented with a nasty grin on his face.
Youll have to report to your boss first, but Ill make sure you wont report anything for the next eighteen hours, Monty taunted and rolled up his sleeves.
Snout quickly pressed a button attached to the wall next to him. Ah, alarm installations. Arent they wonderful? Snout retorted and broke out in evil laughter. Whether the rat laughed with his eyes closed or was just visually challenged, he didnt notice the Gadget firing a plunger in his direction until it was too late.
Whats going on here? Fat Cat demanded as he and his goon squad entered the processing area of the factory and noticed the Rangers.
Games over Fat Cat, we got you! Chip stated heroically.
Cursed Rubble Rodents! What did I do now?
Dont play dumb, youre the one who send a killer to take out Flora! Chip retorted accusingly.
Suppose I did so why would you come here, you think Ill tell the entire world what Im planning? You think Ill tell everyone I grant a reward to the person that delivers me her heart?
That means you are planning to kill her? Chip inquired.
Finally, he puts two and two together. I applaud you for your quick thinking, Fat Cat replied annoyed.
Youll never get away with that! Chip threatened, making a mental note to find a more original line soon.
Sure I will, I always do. Did the Animal Police ever knock on my door? No, so you Rescue Rejects only cause minor setbacks.
Then its about time that changed! Dale chimed in.
Dont make me laugh! There is no one who has the power to stop me, not even those bureaucrats at City Hall! Face it, Im unstoppable, Fat Cat countered angrily.
Oh yeah? Well stop this! Someone called out and in but a second something had clutched itself to Fat Cats face.
Help, get it off! Tear it apart! Do something you morons! Fat Cat screamed while he desperately swung his claws around himself, striking any of his thugs that got too close.
Tammy!? Chip shouted surprised, hoping this would end well.
Wart grabbed his revolver and closed an eye to get a better aim, but his gun was snatched out of his hands by a vague pink blur. It dropped the firearm in a pile of pressed cans were it disappeared like a needle in a haystack.
Foxy! Dale cheered, relieved that they were not on their own anymore.
Fat Cat, meanwhile, managed to get the teenage squirrel of his head and dumped her on the cold factory floor beneath the balcony.
Irrelevant pests, dont you realize there is no stopping Fat Cat? This time you will all die! The angry kitty roared. First the Rescue Rangers, then Flora and finally anyone else that dares to stand between me and this city! Soon I can send my henchmen against the AP force!
They got to get through me first! Someone replied.
Timbert suddenly landed on Mole and pecked his nose with his beak, which seemed to hurt him a lot. Fat Cat heard a resonating click and saw a grappler hook coming right at him. Instinctively he ducked and looked back to see what it hooked up too. When he looked back he could just see Flora sliding down the rope who kicked him in his face with both feet, which knocked the oversized cat over. She quickly landed on his mountainous stomach and began pulling his whiskers. That hurt, but Fat Cat snatched her with his paw and got back on his feet.
How convenient, now I can finish you off myself, ha ha. Saves me five hundred dollars! He said casually, with a fiendish smile on his face as he unsheathed his claws.
You can put that out of your ugly head. Steve taunted as he thrust the pointy end of his walking cane in the cat kingpins knee, causing him to drop Flora. Steve quickly ran past him and grabbed her arm and they quickly ran away from the egoistic cat criminal but slowed down when Mepps got ready to capture both of them.
This way! Steve warned as he jumped off the balcony, away from the villainous rabble. Timbert followed his lead and flew after him. Mousestein shot his recovered hook at a roof support and swooped down, kicking Wart of the balcony in the process. He landed close to the Rangers, were Steves gang, Tammy and Foxglove had joined them.
Get after them already! Fat Cat ordered, not moving from his spot himself, overseeing the fight like a dictator controlling an army.
The goon squad closed on the group of do-gooders, who remained cool. Marcus, Fat Cats newest addition whom was forced into his gang after messing up a previous battle, slowly sneaked toward Gadget. However, Dale noticed him and prepared to defend his love interest. Hands off scoundrel. Or face the wrath of Dale Oakmont! He stated and struck a heroic pose.
Marcus looked annoyed and uninterested but got ready to fist fight the foolish red nose.
Judo chop! Dale shouted in British accent, imitating a spy from one of his movies.
Marcus was stunned for a moment from the attack, giving Foxglove time to act and lifting the baddy up in the air.
Let go of me! He shouted annoyed.
If you say so. Foxglove replied and dropped him.
Marcus Agave hit the ground hard, which knocked the wind out of him and he was out of the fight.
Tammy decided to contribute to the fight as well and picked a fight with Snout, who was eager to teach her a lesson. He threw a punch at her, but she dodged it easily and grabbed his arm, then quickly turned her back on him and pulled him right over her shoulder. Now THAT is Judo. She commented as she dusted herself off, unaware of Mole who got ready to hit her with his spade. However the bigger rodent failed to notice Monterey Jack who knocked him right on his head. Even with a helmet on his head, Mole was knocked out of the fight by Montys brutal strength. Mepps wanted to go after Chip, but he was unable to figure out which chipmunk to attack, as Steve looked a lot like the leader of the Rescue Rangers. While he was busy trying to find out which chipmunk would be his target, Gadget was able to get a good aim with her harpoon gun and fired one of its plunger darts. The cat noticed the projectile, but when he tried to dodge it he banged his head against the support pillar of a machine.
Surrender Fat Cat, youre beaten! Chip shouted, hoping the cat wouldnt want to do it the hard way.
Not yet, I still got a trump card, He declared while pulling his whiskers. Justice, would you come over here and have some fun.
The same shady killer Chip encountered at the Burly Rat revealed himself and took a quick look at his targets.
Who or what the heck are you? Chip dared to ask.
Im called Justice Jerk, and my profession is murder. Dont think youre going to tell people my name though? You wont live that long.
And youre supposed to show manners toward ladies? Im not really buying it, you tried to kill Flora and then you go around telling me you protect the fairer gender? Chip countered, before thinking it trough Oops, there goes my secret.
Justice grabbed his throat with both hands and looked he could throw up any moment now. Uh man, Ive been flirting with a man! Will I ever recover? Justice thought to himself, before growling angry You cheap sniveling little cross-dresser! Youre worm food! He shouted and run for Chip, as unaware of his surroundings as an ill-tempered kamikaze.
Not so fast mate! Monterey interrupted as he dashed into the mad killer and send him flying.
Justice hit the ground hard and didnt get up anymore. Dale carefully checked it out, suspicious of any move the limp form on the floor might make.
Yep, hes out cold. He confirmed nonchalantly after checking him over.
The other Rangers sighed relieved as Tammy went to get some rope from the Ranger Plane to tie the mercenary up. Meanwhile, Fat Cat secretly sneaked off, knowing better than anyone else he was beaten again at his own game. A mechanic click and the sound of a projectile searing trough the air caught his attention as he stopped dead in his tracks, after which something connected with the back of his head and he fell of the balcony due to the amount of Newton units sending him forward, which equaled a painful fall toward the ground. The other awake animals in the building looked toward were the shot came from. No one could clearly see the shadowy figure clearly, but two of the Rangers had a good suspicion by looking at the silhouette. The figure moved to a better illuminated spot were he could be seen more clearly. He was a mouse in the middle of his life, an orange-yellow mustache and hair along with brown fur. His get-up resembled that of a pilot, a white scarf, bomber jacket and flight cap. He looked like he could have fought in Vietnam, as he radiated an aura of experience and self-confidence. Most notably was that his weapon was one of Gadgets classical plunger crossbows.
Geegaw? Monty managed to bring out surprised I-I thought you were dead!
Dad, is that really you!? Gadget exclaimed amazed.
The one and only dear, The mouse replied with a soft, low and friendly voice. He hopped down to the ground level and threw the weapon aside.
What happened? Why did you never come home? The female mouse inventor asked.
Crashed. I got stuck in the jungles of South Africa were I had to use survival skills to elude hungry predators and natural hazards. I got lucky and was able to get help from some tribes of native Africans. It took me months, maybe years, to finally risk a return to civilization. After I heard what had become of you I was more eager than ever to see you again, Geegaw explained while hugging his daughter.
You are Geegaw Hackwrench? Chip and Dale chorused.
Thats right. You two must be Chip Maplewood and Dale Oakmont, the two other members of the team. I heard a lot about you, Geegaw replied while shaking their hands.
Wowie Zowie, do you really have more hours of flying experience than a flock of birds? Dale asked, having remembered what Monty told him so long ago.
After being trapped in a jungle so long that tale has lost his value, but you could say I really like flying.
Momentarily unwatched, Fat Cat retreated back to his casino office.
Those meddling Rescue Rodents! After all the trouble I went through of finding a reliable helper they just spoil it in one night! Ill get them, they havent heard the last of Fat Cat!
Two visits on one night, thats quite a nice surprise!
the gopher behind the desk announced when the Rangers entered the AP precinct.
What can I do for you now?
Weve come to drop off this bloke here, Monty explained while holding up Justice Jerk.
Thats a really good killer you got there! How did you manage to get him?
He just couldnt resist some of Montys brute fighting power. He was knocked out sooner than that beetle we fought in Bilbao, Geegaw explained.
I see someone here joined his family again, Ulbrecht reasoned when he saw Gadget and Geegaw.
Thats right. And I think I know where to stay for adventure from now on, Geegaw replied while putting a hand on his daughters shoulder.
Gadget didnt know what to say, neither did the rest of the team. The thought of Geegaw joining the group was wonderful for them, especially for Monty, Gadget and Zipper who already knew the mouse aviator.
Steve, Flora, and their friends didnt follow the Rangers back to the
police department. Instead, they got back to the nightclub to celebrate a happy
ending. After devouring eleven bottles of Coockoo Cola, consuming five plates
with hamburgers and even a bottle of champagne Steve and Flora decided to celebrate
Finally I feel safe again, Steve said relieved, with one hand around Flora and the other holding her hand.
Me too, though I suppose its only temporarily, Flora affirmed.
Steve let go of her hand and forced her chin up so he could look her in the face.
Dont worry about what might happen, thats not like you.
Youre right, wont happen again, she smiled cheerily.
Steve searched his pocket until he found the object of value.
Flora, will you be my wife? He asked suddenly while holding up a box with a diamond ring.
Flora was taken aback by the question but then hugged Steve tightly. Of course I will, I thought youd never ask!!! she tittered.
Really? he replied, surprised and relieved.
Well, I might have refused only a few days ago. Lisa was still alive then and you know I dont want to let her down. And during the case I wouldnt have considered it and turned you down if you had popped the question. Maybe her death was for the better; she was the only thing that kept us from being together forever. She would still have died though, I only speeded up the process by handing her those tea sacs.
Dont blame yourself, thats not a good idea. If you hadnt given them to her you might have been dead now and Fat Cat would have won.
Youre right again, score two for you. And Lisa herself didnt care about dying anymore at all, saving another person with her death is something she had even hoped for.
Take your thoughts off that and concern yourself with me first, Steve interjected smiling.
Youre right, we still got a lot to do. The following weeks Steve and Flora would spend their time on preparing for their marriage.
Three rats were gathered in a room, sitting around a table and discussing their
So Thomas, youse are willing to contribute Boris, Alberto and Harold to our pool. What about youse Francis, are youse in for it? one asked in a gangster accent.
Cant stay behind, it would be stupid to pass up an opportunity like this, the rat in red suit answered.
And what an opportunity this is! Thomas added.
Yeah-aaaaaahhhhh! Rat screamed suddenly as he felt a sharp pain surge trough his chest. Im fine, must be a hernia, he lied, making a mental note to let Mousenegger lift crates from now on.
Thats for you Rat Capone! Christy taunted as she put the voodoo doll of the gangster rat on the shelf of her bookcase where her old statue used to be. Serves you right for assaulting me! And dont think Ill forget you; stabbing you will be the most exiting part of the day for years to come! she menacingly told the doll.
Flora and Steve arrived at the cemetery were Lisa had been buried. Although
they were too late for the burial due to their adventure and Steves marriage
proposal, Flora still wanted to visit this place to prove her friend a last
service. She carried a bouquet of yellow and red tulips with her.
What a grim place to spend your eternal life, Steve noted.
Some people buried here werent even dead, until they woke up and suffered severe claustrophobia and panic attacks. Being locked up in a chest does nasty things to your mind.
Thanks, thats just what I needed, Flora, Steve replied sarcastically.
Flora stopped at a tombstone cross and read the inscription.
There was nothing special on the site. It appeared that she had really been alone for her entire life. Flora knelt down in front of the tombstone and put down the flowers, the first set this grave had received. Flora fought back the urge to cry; she had always believed it made her look bad. The two chipmunks remained at the site for a while, remaining silent all the time. Finally, Flora got up, she still had to take revenge on Garret who could only think of Lisas debt to him after she had died.
Gadget and her father were enjoying a sunny day in the park with a picnic.
After so many years it looked as if nothing had changed, though of course there
had been significant ones. Both Gadget and Geegaw were official Rescue Rangers,
nothing could separate them anymore. No more jobs as a mercenary pilot, no more
school work keeping Gadget busy to score maximum, no more air races to earn
a living. Those were things of the past now, being Rescue Rangers provided all
they needed. Geegaw had heard of what had happened to the original Screaming
Eagle, about the first quest his old friends and his daughter embarked on, how
they had proved their mettle as do-gooders. Geegaw was surprised at the strange
and unexplainable things his daughter told him like ghosts, fantasy creatures
and the phenomena Norton Nimnul.
Are you sure I am up to your level? he asked unsure, as his daughter might have learned more in these years than he did in the jungles of Africa.
You managed to shoot Fat Cat, remember? Thats already impressive, most people wouldnt think of it. Though its only half impressing as Fat Cat is easy to hit because hes big and fat. But then maybe, given the right speed and direction and a little bad luck the plunger could have bounced off. Though it could also
Geegaw was all too familiar with these rants, and had learned to not pay attention as Gadget mostly only managed to confuse him.
I get your point Gadge, he agreed.
No you cant, I havent gotten to the laws of physics yet, she countered as she doubted he really understood.
Spare me the rant, you know what happens when daddy is confused. Last time that happened I mistook your field spray extractor-whatever for a common household appliance.
I still cant believe you honestly thought you could mix ingredients in it for your jelly cake, Gadget said as she recalled the event.
As your grandfather once said: every family needs a weirdo. And I foolishly believed he meant you, Geegaw replied, as they got a good laugh at that.
They would continue their picnic until late in the noon, chatting about what happened and would happen now or about the Rescue Rangers. Nothing could keep them apart anymore, and they knew it.
Finally, weve solved this catastrophe, its about time.
Chip sounded, still exhausted from the adventure.
With emphasis on cat, Dale added.
That Justice Jerk seemed like a dangerous fellow, but looking back at what conspired at the cat food factory I can barely believe any of his claims.
You said it, what a wimp.
This morning you told me you no longer wanted to speak to me. Youre no longer angry with me for that dress/camera affair? Chip asked suspiciously.
Hey, youre right. I am angry with you!
Well I cant help it you believe me when I tell you Gadget likes cross-dressers. Are you really that ignorant?
You lied. Youre the one at fault here! Dale countered accusingly.
Hey, you photographed me in disguise so I disguised you in your favorite clothing, its a fair trade!
Get lost, you, Dale concluded and bailed out of the discussion.
By the way Dale, I sent our parents a few of those pictures. I thought you wouldnt mind.
You did what!? Dale exclaimed shocked, but it was too late, Chip had already left.
Order in the court, an aging badger demanded as he
banged his paw on his desk. The room became quiet and conversation died down.
Thats better, the badger opined and coughed. The case
against Patricia and Arnold Strongarm will now begin. The judge in this case
will be Patrick ONeil, that being me. The defendants are charged with
corruption of United States law and prison abuse. Who will defend Arnold S.?
I will defend myself. The corrupt bureaucrat declared.
And Patricia S.?
I will. Arnold said again.
Ill let the persecutor Mercy Stoneturner speak first. Would you move over here if you please?
Mercy did as the judge asked and took her place in the witness stand.
Will you swear with your dominant paw raised that youll tell us the truth, only the truth and nothing but the truth, under penalty of United States Law upon deception? the badger inquired and Mercy agreed. Then would you tell us why you believe these rodents are guilty.
It all started some time ago after I was sentenced a prison term of three years and hard labor. In the first week I experienced several cases of prison abuse which was intentionally done by Patricia Strongarm. Most of these encounters included severe beatings and unnecessary violence. Mercy started and continued telling the judge about her experience in prison.
and finally, I heard later that instead of being transferred to the East Prison I was to be executed. This order was issued by Arnold Strongarm at the request of her niece and it was to be covered up with the argument of attempted murder on my part. Im certainly not trying to overthrow our system of law and order, but this corruption is something that does not fit in a free country such as this!
Thank you for your statement. Id like to call forth the other persecutor, AP Chief Rensen, ONeil requested.
Mercy and the Chief switched positions, the latter giving Mercy a thumbs-up. The officer swore an oath and brought up his argument.
As a part of the AP system I am quite shocked at all the stories I hear about cases were the AP fails its duty to defend the civilians. Personally, I have dedicated much time to counter these wrongdoings and thus was quick to agree to help this girl who is now making a case of this corruption. Ive stumbled upon several of these faux documents which are cover-ups from Arnold Strongarm, including the ones considering the execution.
I know, Ive taken the time to read them, and it seems you and Mercy are perfectly right. Id like to call forth the witnesses, Patrick ONeil announced and thus the witnesses told their stories.
Liz Sharky retold her experience with the corrupted guard, the Manhattan Prison medic revealed what she knew about the Strongarm family. Finally, Arnold Strongarm got to tell his side of the story, but nobody seemed to sympathize with him, not even the other AP officers or the judge.
It seems perfectly clear whos at fault here, ONeil declared, Ill leave it to prosecutor Stoneturner to have a say in the punishment of Patricia. Likewise, Rensen will decide what fate would await Arnold. Both defendants will be fired from their jobs and banned from seeking jobs in law enforcement.
A greedy glint spread in Mercys eyes as she rubbed her paws as she knew immediately what punishment shed pick.
Look dear, we got mail from our son! John Maplewood announced.
What is it? Hes going to apology for not dropping by from time to time? Annie asked teasingly.
Nope, he sent us photos and a letter, her husband corrected as him and Annie read the letter.
So Chips friends think we might like this? Knowing Dale its something mischievous.
Upon seeing the pictures the two parents broke out in laughter.
Gosh, why did Chip never tell us he wore pink dresses and wigs? John asked his wife while desperately trying to find his breath.
Those are some cute pictures Johnny, you just got to put those up somewhere!
The elders kept laughing while looking through the set of pictures until they arrived at the last one.
Hey, thats Dale! In a turquoise dress? Crack me up, those two are true photo models!
And look whos reflection is in the mirror, thats our boy with a photo camera! But why is Dale so shocked?
Ill never understand those two, John concluded, as he looked the pictures over again.
Mercy and her younger brother left the courtroom, Mercy looked quite satisfied.
That was quite immoral of you to demand such a sum of money from her! Philip scolded his sister. Shell never recover from that financial blow.
Crime doesnt pay pal, Im glad I stopped with it in time, Mercy explained. Besides, abuse of prisoners is a serious crime.
Thats true, but you could have agreed with HER prison sentence instead!
Mercy needed to distract the boy before he got more troublesome. Hey look, an ice parlor, lets get you something! Mercy said, successfully switching topics.
While Philip tried to consume a banana boat that was bigger than his head, Mercy drank some Italian Espresso to finally get rid of her nervousness she felt ever since entering the court again.
So, are you going to give that money back? Philip said, getting back to his troublesome do-gooder self.
Where do you think I bought your banana split from? Now youre guilty too! Mercy laughed but got serious again. If it keeps you quiet Ill donate the money somewhere. But were going to take one half for ourselves and do something fun with it. How about a vacation, a tropical island?
What about a winter sport vacation? Philip suggested.
Or maybe something that opens up your eyes for other cultures? How about Spain?
Why not England, theres a lot to see there too!
I know what to do. Mercy decided and took a knife out of her dress she carried along to defend herself and Philip.
She aimed at a map she had spotted on the wall of the parlor and threw it. Philip and Mercy inspected were the knife had hit.
There you go, our destination is...Saudi Arabia? Ah well, why not? Mercy admitted and she recovered the knife. Lets see if the travel agency has a trip available, first class of course.
Philip and Mercy left, as a rat came out and looked annoyed at the damaged world map, his world map.
Time had gone fast for the Nutcracker family and Gus and Ans had returned to
New York to stay with their son for a little longer before the two got married.
When they left their plane, they were greeted by Flora and Steve.
Hi mom, good to see you again. Steve welcomed and hugged her.
You havent gotten yourself into trouble again did you? Gus inquired.
Me? No, of course not! You know me, right?
Dont be silly sugar, of course you did! Flora protested good-naturedly.
Then its alright. But be sure to tell us about it later, okay? Ans asked and smiled.
They got a good laugh at that comment until Ans broke off her laugh and moaned while bending over.
Whats it, are you alright? Steve asked worriedly.
Step aside, Ill see what I can do. Gus warned and inspected his wife.
Nothings wrong, but I think our baby will be born soon. Ans managed to say and leaned on her husband for support.
Then we should go to the hospital. Steve, get us a transport. Gus ordered.
A little later Ans, Gus, Flora, and Steve were at the rodent hospital. While
Flora and Steve waited outside and worriedly discussed what might happen, Gus
and Ans were inside the operation room.
Take it easy hon, youll be alright. Gus comforted, even though he was the only nervous person in the room.
Thats funny, the operation hasnt even started yet! Ans smiled before a shock of pain changed her expression.
However, Gus was the one who couldnt bear her pain, so he tried to block out all sounds and sights. The surgeons had to be careful while operating; every moan could floor Gus and then they would have to deal with a nervous breakdown as well.
After what looked like hours to Gus his concentration was finally disturbed by one of the doctors.
Sir, you can stop chanting now, your wife finished the job before an hour passed.
Gus breathed a deep sigh of relief and moved toward the operation table, careful not to collapse.
Good news Gussy, youre the father of a wonderful chipmunk girl, Ans declared as he showed him the newborn Nutcracker.
Gus prepared himself to deal with the shock of seeing a cub covered with blood and such. Instead he saw a totally clean girl chipmunk with light brown fur, maroon nose and heavenly blue eyes. The little cub laughed softly with a big smile on her face.
Its-shes beautiful! But why doesnt she show signs of being recently born?
They washed those off silly, do you think theyd push you a bloody bundle in your hands complete with umbilical-cord? Ans explained her beloved But would you now let Flora and Steve in, they must be eager to know what happened.
Outside the discussion about giving birth somehow turned into a debate about
honesty. Gus opened the door and told the two to come in.
Where is my little brother-or sister? Steve corrected.
Youve hoped for a brother? Then I hope you can deal with bad news; its a girl, Ans declared proudly.
Thats good to, even better! Whats her name?
Ill call this one Mandy, Ans decided and hugged her newborn closely.
Can I hold her? Steve asked and held up his hands.
Sure, Ans replied and handed him her child.
Youre a cute kid, did anyone told you that sis? Steve asked while handling his sister.
Im so glad I got to see this, and Im proud to marry a boy like you, Steve, Flora admitted and got a closer look at her soon-to-be sister in law.
How am I going to do this? Steve asked desperately,
dressed in a blue-gray tuxedo, white shirt, and his casual straw red band hat.
You just get out there, wait for her, and say yes when youre asked to, Timbert educated him.
I know, but how to do that WITHOUT fainting?
Simple, shoulders straight up, lots of guts and steel nerves, Steelnerve.
Haha, wonderful. Imagine yourself in my position, what would you do? Steve asked, the thought of Timbert getting married conjured up a strange mental image to him.
I dont know, Im no romantic, Timbert admitted.
Send a goon squad after me, put a price on my head, have a Russian rat
kidnap me for the horrifying experiment of an unstable scientist. That doesnt
concern me at all, but the nervousness I feel now is killing me!
Dont be shy Flora, you said yes and now you have to face consequences. Its not that bad, I know that since I got married myself once, Ans explained while she made the finishing touches to Floras dress. Once youve stepped into the great room its no longer scary, only pleasant.
I wish it was over already, Flora hoped.
Nonsense, youll be wishing the exact opposite in a few minutes!
Inside everyone was waiting for the arrival of the bride. Timbert had finally
managed to get Steve so far that he had dared to continue. Gathered in the room
where Gus with Mandy, Floras parents, Steves gang, the Rangers,
Rob, chief Rensen, Ulbrecht, Billie, Mercy and Philip Stoneturner, Tammy, Foxglove
and Clarice. Along with a functionary from city hall, who was to initiate the
ceremony and process the legal aspects. After what looked like ages to Steve,
Flora entered in a gorgeous white dress, which covered her almost entirely,
a veil covering her face and a bouquet of flowers. She had personally preferred
not to wear gloves, which was something she hated while it wasnt winter.
She slowly and carefully moved toward where her love was standing, glad that
the veil covered the blush on her face. Ans quickly made her way over to her
husband to see the happy occasion. Flora arrived where her soon-to-be husband
was standing along with the official and their best man, Chip.
Ladies and Gentlemen, we are all gathered here to join these two in marriage. Who gives away the bride? The official in function started.
I give her away, Floras father, Ferdinand Firalda, declared.
Do you, Steve Nutcracker, take Flora Firalda to be your wedded wife? In sickness and health, for richer and poorer, for better and worse, remaining faithful to her and her alone until death parts you?
Yes sir! Steve acknowledged. I mean yes, I do, he corrected himself.
And do you, Flora Firalda, take Steve Nutcracker to be your husband? Remaining loyal to him through better and worse, in sickness and health, for richer and poorer as long as you both live?
I will, Flora agreed, never doubting her loyalty.
May I have the rings? the official asked and Chip handed him the two precious objects. The ring ceremony commenced. Steve placed his ring, symbolically proving his everlasting love to her. Flora followed and she too accomplished this part.
With these rings you two are now joined in matrimony. By the power our government bestowed on me, I hereby declare you husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Nutcracker. You may now kiss the bride, the functionary finished.
Steve carefully lifted the veil and kissed his bride. Flora eagerly returned it, and Steve hugged her as she put her arms around his neck. Miss Firalda, Ans Nutcracker, Gadget Hackwrench, Foxglove, Philip Stoneturner, and Rob, the more tender souls in the room, softly cried as this event unfolded. When Steve and Flora finally parted they could see the desire for more by just looking at the other. They then turned to commence with the next phase of the marriage; legal documents. The papers were already laid out on the table next to the functionary and only needed to be signed. Steve took the pen on the table and put his name on the dotted line. Flora followed, after which Ans had to sign. She gracefully made her way over to her son, dressed in her casual elegant blue dress with puffy sleeves that reached her elbows. She signed the papers after which she returned to her husband and baby. After that Floras mother, Vicky Firalda, repeated the progress.
Now its our turn! Tammy announced as her and the other single girls gathered for the traditional flower toss.
I wonder who will be next... Flora thought right before throwing the bouquet in their direction.
The flowers landed in the waiting hands of Mercy, who was baffled, but quickly recovered and gave Chip a naughty glance. Chip himself gulped as he wondered what would become of all of this.
Lets go now, Steve whispered to his bride.
Hand in hand, they walked out to the reception room, after all, it was only morning and they still had a long celebration planned.
After the ceremony came the reception, where Steve and Flora were showered
with gifts from their friends. A big book with The Mysterious Adventures
of Sureluck Jones from Chip, an (unfinished) bubble bath from Gadget and
Mousestein, embarrassing photos from their parents, and the surfboard of the
big Kahuna Michael Moushell from Monterey Jack. There was also the classical
wedding cake along with drinks and other appetizers. They all got a chance to
chat with each other. Ulbrecht was talking to Monty, Rob performed magic tricks
that would baffle even Yuri Geller, Mercy flirted with Chip, Ans fed her daughter
while Gus had to play the role of wall as Mandy refused to drink out of a bottle.
As Rob was about to demonstrate his spoon-bending trick to Geegaw, Philip and
Billie when the next event was announced.
Alright everyone, time for a group picture! Steve announced. Him and Flora sat down on the podium, so everyone could see Floras legs for the first time since she put on her wedding dress. The Nutcracker and Firalda families sat down next to their respective offspring. Steves gang gathered in front of the two newly-weds, leaving open a spot for Timbert who was to take the picture. To the left of them gathered Dale, Monty, Chip, Henk, Ulbrecht, and Rob. The last one positioned himself between Ans and Gus, feeling a special bond with this family. To the right gathered Gadget, Geegaw, Zipper, the two Stoneturners, Hiss, Mousestein, Billie and Rensen. Tammy, Foxglove and Clarice all sat down in front of the rest.
Okay everyone, smile! Timbert announced as he programmed the camera.
Everyone gave his or her own smile, expression, or seductive look. Timbert quickly joined the group to be included in the picture.
The camera flashed, capturing this moment forever on a photo.
After the photo session, everyone returned to their activities. Dale, Tammy, Philip, Rensen and Foxglove all gathered in a room with arcade machines, were Dale tried to prove his experience but had a hard time beating Tammy and Philip in beat-em-ups. Rob continued entertaining for a now more wider audience with a piano and cultural performances from native home country or cabaret. Steve and Flora escaped the busy groups and went outside, into the beautiful gardens of city hall were they talked and planned. Finally, the time had arrived for dinner, an eat-as-much-as-you-can buffet no less. Out of precaution, Geegaw had warned the cooks of his hungry friend. At first Monty feared there wouldnt be enough cheese, but that fear subsided when baskets full with foreign cheeses were stalled out along the tables. Every cheese type Monty liked was there; Gouda, Limburger, Swiss, Cheddar, nearly every cheese. Chip was relieved that Monty didnt eat like a caveman while the cheese was free for the taking. After everyone was satisfied and full, there was still room for a few last moments together before Steve and Flora began their honeymoon. So at night the newly-weds were escorted to the harbor by the group to board their ship set to Europe.
Have a great time you two, Chip wished them as he shook Steves
Dont forget to send us a postcard, preferably a setting sun over the sea, Dale requested.
Tell us about everything you two saw in your trips when you get back right? Vicky reminded the two.
Will you two visit Robs home on your travel? The hot-dog seller asked.
Depends on what country youre from, Flora replied, not sure where her friend came from. The two got aboard their ship to prepare their voyage, with their parents helping with their luggage. As the ship left, Steve and Flora got on deck to wave the group goodbye, back in their regular clothes. They continued waving and saying their goodbye until every one of them was out of sight, after which they returned to their cabin to spend some time together.
After saying goodbye to the wedded couple the group split up and all went their
own ways. Since they didnt have the luxury to wake up late the next day,
Mercy got an idea and she followed Clarice to tell her about it.
Say, since youre a celebrity could you help me? she tried.
With what? Clarice asked, turning her attention to her.
I always dreamed of becoming a movie player, and since Im unemployed right now, I was hoping my dream could become reality.
Thats not easy, but not impossible. Are you sure that you want this? You really think this is what you are supposed to be, is it your calling?
Sure do, it beats being a Nazz Workless. Its just that I dont know what people would expect from me.
I see your problem: you have no experience in acting. I sure can help you with that one. I guess we could practice a little in the weekends; I got lots of time then. Just in case, you might want to get another job so you two wont run out of money in the meantime.
Thanks! Oh, and were planning to take a trip to Saudi-Arabia soon, I might not be able to show up some time then.
Thats no problem, Im starting to get used to being alone, so dont mind it, Clarice joked.
So that means Im really going to be famous? Mercy asked exited.
Hold it, hold it. Its no guarantee, but it improves your chances. I do have connections that can get you up the entertainment ladder a bit quicker, saving you the risky jobs like stand-in or stuntwoman.
Thats wonderful of you, youre great!
Thank you, now lets get to my place to work out some details.
Steve and Floras trip through Europe went fast, but the chipmunk couple were really enjoying themselves. After their cruise ship had docked in central Portugal they stayed in Lisbon for a couple of days, enjoying this once wealthy city to the fullest. Portugal wasnt by far as wealthy as it used to be, but tourism had opened a new source of profit to the Portuguese treasury. And even after hundreds of years, it hadnt lost the graceful colorfulness of the colonization era. The rodents of this country hadnt given up hope, they would one day be a European power again.
After staying in Lisbon for a while, they toured Madrid, the jewel of Spain. Just like Portugal, this land had become one of the poorer countries in Europe, but it was recovering with the vast amount of tourists like the two Nutcrackers. The Iberian Peninsula offered many sites worth visiting along with lots of sun. Especially when they arrived in Valencia for some beach fun in a town dedicated to tourists, which was still unknown to the party crashers and wild teens. After spending a long time in the sun with sun crème and sunglasses as their best friends they took a bus to Santander in the north, stopping along the road to enjoy some scenic sites and sleep comfortably in a hotel or motel.
Once at their destination, a ship was waiting to ferry them to Paris in Ile de France. The city of lights had always been praised as a romantic place, so this was an opportunity Steve and Flora didnt want to pass up. The landmarks and tourist attraction made for a few wonderful evenings for the two.
But everything good ended, so after Paris they crossed Frances northern border into Belgium, straight toward Brussels. Brussels was both the capital of the tiny nation as well as the center of Europe and its union. Belgium was renowned for its food. Both the French recipes as well as mashed potatoes were at its best here, and the capital mixed the best of the two cultures in this country, the Dutch-cultured Flemish and the French-speaking Walloons. Their next destination was Antwerp, the Belgium harbor city in Flanders. It wasnt really romantic, but it gave them a good view on the next country they would visit and also shared the excellent kitchens of the rest of Belgium.
To the north were the Netherlands, were they would seek out the sun again in Zeeland, the namesake of New Zealand. They found a spot to settle down in Vlissingen, which offered a lot of water recreation for the two. And finally, they traveled to The Hague, were they were currently.
That was great, lets go again! Steve suggested.
While in The Hague they stumbled upon a fun fair. Although noisy, it was also the place for a fun-loving couple like them.
Are you sure you can handle that? Flora asked half teasingly.
S-sure, no Spin can scare me, even if it twists and turns like mad, Steve countered, though Flora knew his stomach couldnt handle much more.
Fool another girl. The green face gives you away, she replied.
But youre in perfect condition! How can you be after so much excitement? Its not like these attractions are for sissies.
Lets just say I can last longer than you, Flora explained. Lets get ourselves something to fill that rampaging stomach of yours, she offered.
It looked that no end would come to their honeymoon, and they still had three destinations to go. First would be London, England, followed by the scenic highlands of old Scotland. And last but not least would be Dublin and the wonderful lands of Ireland. The two had seen wonderful things, and it was not even everything Europe had to offer. In Portugal they drank port, a world famous wine. Sun, sea, and warm nights in Spain. Champagne, art, and la tour Eiffel in France. Frietkotten, het Atonium, and excellent dinners in Belgium. Multicultural enrichment, water sports, and more beach fun in the Kingdom of the Netherlands. And there was even more to come. They were already planning Switzerland, Italy, Greece, and Turkey for the next occasion that would arise to see the rest of this charming continent. But there was still a lot to do and so little time for the other half of the great landmass named Europe.
Marcus Agave rummaged through the mail of his oppressors and accidentally
stumbled across a letter that was directed to him.
Mail? For me? What person in his right mind would send me mail while Im the punching bag of Fat Cat and company? he muttered as he opened the envelope and read the letter. Yahoo! Finally a reason to leave this sorry place! Im out of here! He screamed and left the letter and other mail to litter the floor, which would soon be discovered by one of Fat Cats henchmen who would inform the cat kingpin of what was going on.
Rat Capone was shocked by the statement. It was because he said it so down
to business like or Rat Capone would have thought it was a joke.
But why, why are youse leaving? The gangster inquired, too surprised to make any threats.
My job at the Brazilian Arms Smuggling Ring has reopened for me, so Ill leave and do something that I really excel at, the lizard replied and tipped his hat It was a pleasure doing business here. Leonard said and turned to leave.
All three were too shocked to object, or at least two were, Arnold Mousenegger was too dumb to figure out what was going on, too many intelligent words.
And this was my fifth attempt at fan fiction. Should anyone have comments or complaints dont hesitate to say so. Im not going to stop writing yet, so duck and cover. I hope you had a pleasant read.
The Rescue Rangers, Chip, Dale, Gadget, Monty and Zipper, Fat Cat, Rat Capone, Francis and gangs, Geegaw, Tammy, Foxglove are copyrighted by Disney, as is Clarice. Steve, Flora, Mercy, Philip, Timbert, Hiss, Henk, Mousestein, Ans, Gus, Mandy, Billie, Rob, Ulbrecht, Rensen, Floras parents, Lisa, Marcus, Leonard, Thomas, Christy, Fu Jong, Vinnie, Garret, Joseph and gang and Justice Jerk are copyrighted by me. Everyone else referred to is copyrighted or trademarked by his or her own company.
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