This is my first real attempt for a love story. I hope I at least do, "OK". This first part isn't very exciting, so just please hang in there.

Chapter 1

RJ and the Hedgies had once again made off with the loot. Gladys was of course furious again.

Gladys: You're fired!

Exterminator: But- but- but-

Gladys: Get off my lawn! I'm firing you from this assignment!

Gladys took her rolled up newspaper and swung it around, threatening the hurt the exterminator. She unwraveled it and noticed an ad for Vermtech. It read that they had a new gadget that has worked for every assignment they've used it for.

Gladys hesitated thinking about how Vermtech didn't work out the first time, but her anger and frustration won her over and she dialed the number.

Back at the hedge...

RJ ran to Hammy.

RJ: Up high! (to Heather) Down low! (to AJ) Too slow!

AJ glared at him.

RJ: Haha! Another successful steal! No exterminator can defeat The Raccoon!

Verne: Ah-hem!

RJ: And his awesome side-kicks! And AJ.

Actually, there was probably one exterminator that had a plan to get the hedgies.

The Vermtech van pulled in. Out came Dwayne La Fontaine.

Gladys: You again!? I was hoping for someone who actually knew what they were doing!

Dwayne: No need to worry, Nancy. I did not invent this, someone else did.

Dwayne opened up the back of his truck. Inside were just a bunch of sleeping woodland animals in cages.

Gladys: Your plan is to give them more friends so they can raid my house even more?!

Dwayne: Nope. Observe.

Dwayne took out a squirrel and used a remote to turn it on. The eyes opened. It looked so life-like the way it moved.

Dwayne: A robot. Programed to with animal behavior. It's made of the fur and has an animal scent. It even speaks the language. You see, when the robot makes friends with the real, animals, it'll lead them to their doom!

The squirrel scurried around and climbed on to Gladys' leg.

Gladys: EWWW!! Get it off!

Dwayne: *chuckles* See how life-like it is? *turns squirrel off*

Gladys: This better work!

Dwayne: Don't worry, ma'am. It's guarenteed to work.