Max and 99 walked into a bakery named Bob's Cakes and Pies. There was a girl behind the counter.

"Hello, may I help you?"

"Yes, I'm looking for the owner, Bob Hoffman. Is he here, right now?"

"He's in the back. Shall I give him your name?"

"No, thanks; it's a personal matter."

"All right."

She went to the back. A few seconds later, she returned with Mr Hoffman.

"Can I help you?"

"Mr Bob Hoffman, I hereby arrest you on charges of spying against the US! You have the right to-"

Suddenly, he picket up a pie and hurled it at Max! But Max ducked at the last second."

"You missed!"

"No he didn't, Max!," said 99. She had got the brunt of the pie!

"That calls for revenge!," said Max.

He picket up a lemon cream pie and threw it at Bob. It missed, but landed on the assistant!

"OOO!," she said.

She picket up a chocolate pie, walked right up to Max and splatted him in the face with it!"

Said Max, "Of course, you know this means war!"

And there was a war! The four of them threw pies and even cakes at one another. Soon, they were all covered in food gunk!

Finally, Hoffman and the girl picket up 99. There was a large wedding cake in one corner. They carried her there and plopped her onto it! Then they ran out.

"99!" Max ran over to her. "Are you all right?"

"I guess so." She looked at herself. "This dress is ruined!"

Max looked at himself. "So is this suit!"

He helped her out of the cake. One of her shoes came off in it. She pulled it out of the cake and put it back on. But then she immediately took it off again;' cake stuff had gotten in the shoe, and was now on her foot!

"How will we get all this gunk off of us?," she asked.

"I think we'll have to take showers with our clothes on!"

"You're right, Max!"

"But sadly, we've lost Hoffman."

"Yes."

"However, at that moment, the Chief and two agents came into the store, leading Hoffman and the girl with them at gunpoint!

"I thought you two might need backup," he said. Then he look with shock at Max and 99. "Say, have the four of you been in. . ."

"The biggest pie fight since the Three Stooges!," said Max. "Say, Chief, do you think CONTROL will reimburse us for our dry cleaning bills?"

"I don't see why not. Although I think you two are beyond that!