The dog is still missing. We must track him and that wretched Cooper Gang.
We have NO inkling whatsoever of their whereabouts!
Maybe so, but we WILL find them.
Do you have a source?
Well...uh--
Don't answer that.
What? Who--?
The name is Carmelita. INTERPOL.
And what business do you have to interrupt us with?
Maybe the fact that I can help you track Cooper?
...Well then, by all means.
(meanwhile...)
Alright, we gotta figure out who YOU are and what's going on to have that situation we found you in.
Oh, me? I'm Master Loopy Bananamuffin. I was in that one cave with like, huge piles of gold foil and a bunch of useless--
Hang on a second: Gold foil?
Yeah. Lots of canes and old pictures of all these different raccoons, too. Not to mention--
You must have found the Cooper Vault!
What?
You found the Cooper Vault. Basically my entire heritage.
Oh, DANG! I dunno, tho, it's kind of a disappointment: Why would you want to gorge yourself on chocolate?
Choc--What!? No, that's REAL gold!
Ohhhhh...
Anyway, who were those guys? They seemed to recognize us when we saved your tail from them.
Oh yeah, I'd say those guys were Cogs. I remember seeing Tier 5, all of them except Bossbot. And then also a Tier 7 Cashbot.
Um...what?
Wait, Sly, I got it. It appears they're a race of evil robotic businessmen, regularly antagonizing the multi-colored animals of the "Tooniverse."
Yep. That would be my home universe.
Hmmm...seems a bit bizarre. We ought to get back to the Vault, and HOPEFULLY, they haven't stolen all the gold ye--
OPEN UP! IT'S THE POLICE!
Shhhh, if we stay quiet, we might--
I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE, COOPER!
Never mind. You know, this is the first time we've had to flee a hideout--
NEVER MIND THAT! They gonna break down that door in about three seconds!
Uh...
WE'RE GIVING YOU TO THE COUNT OF THREE!
We need to hurry!
They got the windows covered, Sly!
Oh my goodness, you guys get close!
ONE!
Uhhh...wouldn't that be weird?
TWO!
Oh my goat, you *quack*ing weenies!
*ZZZZZSHOOOOP!*
THREE! *doors crashes in*
...Where are they!?
The dog is good. He's teleported them all out.
What!? Ugh, we got screwed over by a mad scientist.
Correction: Superpowered blue dog.
Hmmm... superpowered, eh? Looks like we'll need to track them.
Lucky for you, it was just now. We have a lock on his position.
--TO BE CONTINUED--
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