Up and Under
Escape
It was a few hours before lights out at the Duckburg Jail.
The cavernous, fort-like prison stood behind a barbed wire fence. It wasn't Aquatraz, but it was considered a very secure prison. Except, of course, for a few prisoners who could always escape . . . practically at will. Yet, nobody knew why or how . . . .
"We've got to get out of here," said the Beagles. "We've got to get out of here."
"And under Scrooge's moneybin," said Big Time.
"Huh?" said Burger and Bugle.
Bugle pushed up his shades. "Bebop, bebop, why under the bin good bro?"
" 'Cause I figured it out. Scroogie has no security under the bin. How else could his loot sink into the sewer?"
"Ooh," said Burger. "Was that the time when we crashed through that bakery?"(1)
"Never mind," snapped Big Time. "Ah here comes the guards with our care package from Ma."
The "guards" were actually rookie cops. With all the breakouts the Beagle Boys had made over the years, the Duckburg Chief of Police had decided it was best for full fledged police to guard the Beagles.
The Chief had promoted two recent entries from police academy - a duo that had seemingly managed to succeed singlehandedly in a complex kidnapping and ransom case. (2)
Big Time recognized the cops as the two who had "captured" his cousins the Beagle Babes. Actually, it was Scrooge's nephews and niece who had done the capturing. The cops had been clueless - and the chief had been clueless to appoint them.
"This'll be a piece of cake," muttered Big Time.
"Ooh, cake. . ." started Burger.
"Shut him up," Big Time told Bugle
"Hey, you, infamous Beagle Boys," said the first - a tall young dog. Officer Smith. "Your mom sent you this, like, jumbo cake."
It was certainly a large cake - almost as large as the shorter duck who was carrying it - Officer Jones was his name. It had white frosting and black licorice jail stripes.
A large stick and sort of triangular decoration stuck out the top. It looked suspiciously like a shovel.
There were also some large weird frosted flowers on top. They almost looked like hand grenades. That wasn't to mention the handles sticking out the side - that sort of looked like pistols.
"Jumbo Bumbleberry Surprise," said Burger.
"Bebop, bebop," said Bugle, dancing. "Jumbo Bumbleberry Surprise is the tops."
"You ought to payback your mom for being so cool,' lectured Smith. "Like, I remember when I skipped school my mom wouldn't even let me eat McDuck Bars for a week."
"Yeah," said Jones, as he handed the cake to the drooling Burger. "Imagine what she'd have done if you'd be sent to jail."
"Yeah, dude, totally," said Smith. "But its like I said, you dudes, you ought to reform . . . its uncool to let your mom down like that.
Big Time smirked.
"Yeah, its tragic. We would do everything and anything for our Ma if and when we get out of here."
"Yeah, like rob Scroogie's . . ." Burger started.
Bugle stuffed a slice of cake in his mouth.
"Like, that's the spirit dudes," said Smith.
"Write her a card," suggested Jones, as he and Smith left down the hall.
"Now's bro's," said Bugle, when they had disappeared round the corner. "How about we waltz out of here."
"Sure," said Big Time. "That's what I likes about Ma's Jumbo Bumbleberry Cake. It's got an arsenal - we can break out of here's without breaking a sweat -and have an arsenal besides.
"Bebop, bebop, sure good of Ma to pack all this junk," Bugle observed.
They were interrupted by a loud burp.
"Oh, no" said Big Time and Bugle. Bugle added, "Like Bongo drums of mercy"
Burger had eaten most of the cake - pistols, hand grenades and all.
(Note 1: A Drain in the Economy)
(Note 2: the rookie cops are from the episode The Good Muddah's)