Disclaimer: I don't own Dora. Nor do I want to!
A faint rustling filled the air, catching the attention of Dora and Boots.
"Did you hear that?!" Dora asked dramatically. "It sounds like Swiper the Fox!"
"That sneaky fox is always tryna' swipe our stuff!" Boots groaned in a whiny voice.
Dora looked in the direction of the audience watching them on TV. "If you see the fox, yell Swiper!"
Sure enough, Swiper stuck his head into view of the audience, out of that of the two idiots he planned to rob.
"You see Swiper?!" Dora exclaimed, pretending to hear the audience despite the fact she couldn't. "Where?!"
That was when Swiper began to approach them with a crafty look, ready to take whatever goods they had on them.
As they finally the fox heading towards them, Dora and Boots began to chant they always chanted to stop him swiping.
"Swiper, no swiping! Swiper, no swiping! Swiper, no swiping!"
Swiper stopped and stared.
Dora and Boots smiled triumphantly. They both had successfully stopped them. They waited for him to whine "Oh man!" and leave them alone without taking anything.
Suddenly, without warning, Swiper pulled out a pistol. He laughed manically as he fired away, pumping lead into both Dora and Boots. They both dropped down dead, laying in pools of blood.
"Stupid fools!" Swiper laughed as he began to rob all the loot Dora was carrying in her backpack. "You can't stop me like that!"
Once he had gathered all he could find worth stealing, Swiper prepared to leave the two corpses behind - when he turned to cast a look at the audience.
"And that goes for you as well, kids! You'll never stop a thief by just saying 'No swiping' three times!" He held up his pistol for the audience to see. "Especially not when he's carrying a gun he can use on you!"
The end.
