"We…we only have a few hours left, Roxy…"

"I know, so let's make it count for something! Alright?"

Smiling, the older toon bent down and picked up her pink doodle. Her younger brother sighed and did the same with his own. This was it. The last day they would be in Toontown before it closed. Their house was packed up and now all they were waiting for was the announcement to leave.

"I'm probably just going to go explore some, maybe beat up a few cogs." Roxy mused as she pet the funny looking pet in her arms. She was trying to seem optimistic about the whole thing for the younger toon, but he wasn't buying it.

"Alright…I'll probably just hang around the town and play some games with the others." He sighed again and put his doodle down before digging into his pocket for his teleportation hole. "Mom wants us back here as soon as the announcement happens."

"Yeah I know." The brown dog watched her brother slap the hole on the ground. Who knew when they could do this again? "Be careful C.J., you can always call me if something happens." She added and watched him jump down through the opening.

Roxy sighed now that he was gone and put her own doodle down. "What do you say Elijah? I think I can sneak you around this once." She tilted her head as her doodle yipped and bounced on her feet happily. The toon giggled and bent down, opening her bag and helping Elijah inside. "Just remember, no running off in the streets!"

After getting a bark of understanding she slapped her own teleportation hole on the floor, taking a glance around her estate while she did so. The gag trees were standing proud and healthy and the pond sounded very peaceful. Like nothing there knew what was going to happen that day. Shaking her head, Roxy jumped down into the hole.


"Elijah what did I say?!" Roxy shouted as she chased the doodle down the streets of the Brrrgh. The pet had jumped out of her bag when she was busy looking at a building that had been taken over by a cog. "Elijah!" the toon managed to head the doodle off by going around the headquarters and practically dived to catch her. Because of the slippery ice, Roxy slid down the sidewalk and into the street as she gripped Elijah.

"Ugh, ow…" she groaned and sat up, shaking her head before glaring at the creature in her arms. "Now you!" the dog huffed and narrowed her eyes at her. Elijah whined and leaned up, licking her owner's cheek and getting a giggle in response. "Oh…I'm sorry. I'm not mad. But don't do it again!" Roxy got to her feet, still holding Elijah, and tried to fix her skirt with one hand. The toon looked around for a moment to make sure no cogs were going to surprise her before continuing down the way she was going. There was hardly any other toons out in the Brrrgh, most were in Toontown Central getting in as many parties, trolley games, races, and fishing bingos as they could before everyone was to be evacuated.

As for the street she was currently on, she was the only toon there. There were only two or three cogs as well, nothing she couldn't handle on her own in case she needed to. It was calm and quiet. The stores weren't closed and she could go in them, but there was no point. She wasn't sure what was going on, her mother wouldn't tell her or C.J.. But if the rumors she had heard were true then everyone would be back in Toontown in no time. She smiled to herself as she thought about returning and finally getting the chance to learn how to do the high dive when a loud bang made her jump and stop walking. Elijah yelped and cringed, trying to burrow into Roxy's stomach to hide.

"Did you really think you could get away with this?!"

Roxy ducked into a small opening between two nearby buildings. That had to be a cog speaking, and if that loud noise came from them they had to be a higher level than what she would be comfortable with fighting.

"L-Look I just thought I could-"

"That's your problem! Don't think!" Another bang echoed through the street. This time it shook the building the toon was leaning on. Roxy wheezed and clutched her doodle closer, thinking she should call her brother or even her mom in case she needed help.

"Okay! Okay! Just…just go back to the boss!" the toon guessed that had to be another cog by the way they were talking. In all her years of living in Toontown, busting down cog buildings, destroying cogs themselves, she had never even heard them speak like this to each other. It grabbed all her attention as she tried to think of a time she might have heard something close to it, but it was soon broken as she saw movement in the street in front of the gap she was in.

A Backstabber was shoving a smaller Ambulance Chaser backwards down the street. It caused her to tense up. Something wasn't right.

"Oh 568-09. You messed up for the last time." The higher ranking lawbot practically growled as he shoved the Ambulance Chaser down against the side of the building, his back to Roxy. The toon was shaking. This was something she had never thought she'd see. Cogs were supposed to be mindless robots, just pawns to the creators. But this proved what she had been taught her whole life wrong.

Before she knew it, she had darted out from her hiding place as she saw the Backstabber raise his fist at the lower leveled cog. This wasn't fair. She couldn't stand by and let this cog be bullied. Roxy pulled out a birthday cake and skid to a halt behind them, pulling her arm back and squinting as she aimed right for the lawbot's back.

"Hey, rivetbrain!" she shouted, making the two cogs jump in surprise. Once they were looking at her, she smirked and stuck her tongue out to the side. "Hope you like vanilla!"

"What in the-?!" the Backstabber was cut off as the throw gag slammed into him, making him stumble back and hit the building he had previously enclosed the Ambulance Chaser against. The cake gummed up his gears and caused his running parts to overheat, resulting in him blowing up with a loud bang.

Once the smoke cleared, Roxy uncovered her head and neck and stood up straight. A huge smile made its way to her face as she saw the cog pressing himself against the building. Seeing the young toon with a birthday cake would have made him leak oil if he wasn't confused as to why she was now smiling at him instead of using him as target practice.

"Hi!" she greeted and held her hand out. The movement startled the Ambulance Chaser and she quickly pulled it back. "O-Oh…sorry! Hey…um what was going on?" she asked, tilting her head. The fact that she just made a partner of this cog's blow up in front of him went right over her head. "I mean…I've never seen two cogs fight with each other before!"

The lawbot just stared at her, hands up to his chest and knees pulled up as if it could protect him. Roxy frowned and plopped down in front of him, Elijah waddling to her side and barking at him. The toon looked him over for a second and scooted closer, ears perking as she heard his whirring gears pick up speed due to nerves.

"Aw, I'm not going to hurt you. You looked like you needed help!" she smiled again and put her elbows on her knees before putting her chin in her hands. "I'm Roxy by the way, Roxy Doggenfuddy! What's your name?" The cog blinked and stared at her. He had never been spoken to by a toon. However, it would be rude to not answer any of her questions. And being rude was something he wasn't programed to do.

"I…I assume you mean my serial number. I am 568-09." He replied hoarsely. The sound of his own voice made him cringe slightly.

"Serial number? No no that's not a name!" Roxy frowned again and got on her knees, unable to keep still from the excitement she was feeling now. "A name is like…my brother's is C.J.! Or my doodle's is Elijah!" she waved a hand. "Get it?"

The lawbot looked from her to the pet who was staring at him from her side. What a strange toon this dog was.

"I…do not have a name, then." He replied and looked back at her.

"What?! That's terrible! Everyone should have a name." Roxy got to her feet, picking Elijah up. "I'll give you one! Hmm…" she put a finger to her mouth as she thought. "Let's see…" she looked the cog over, oblivious to the extreme wariness he was expressing. "Oh! I think I got one!"

The toon jumped with excitement and opened her mouth to say what had come to mind, but a loud siren started and cut her off. It made her cringe and she gripped her doodle tighter.

"O-Oh…I need to go…" she lowered her ears and looked at the cog on the floor. "Maybe I'll see you again someday." Again she smiled at him and held her free hand out once more, this time to help him up. The Ambulance Chaser stared at her face then her hand, hesitating before taking it and standing up. His hand was cold enough to feel through her glove. "Be careful! Don't let any mean cogs tell you what to do! After all, it's what toons like me stand for!" The doodle barked to second her comment as she pulled out her teleportation hole and slapped it on the floor.

The lawbot stared at the toon as she smiled and waved at him before going down, disappearing from his sight. He still wasn't sure what had just happened.

A toon gave him a second chance?