AUTHOR'S NOTE: Another one of my "infamous" crossovers. This time, I'm crossing over The Impossibles with one of my . . . . . errrm . . . . semi-favorite HB cartoons, "Precious Pupp" (I wouldn't call this cartoon an all time favorite, but I do like it). In any case, HB owns The Impossibles, Big D, Granny Sweet, and Precious Pupp. Everyone else is mine.

A typical day for the Impossibles almost always includes a chase after a crook. This time, they were after a couple of guys who robbed the box office of the theater they were playing.

"They're catching up to us!" one of the crooks said, as he and his partner were trying to out-drive the Impossi-Mobile.

"We can't let a bunch of teenagers get the better of us!" the other crook shouted. "We've gotta shake 'em!"

"How do you suggest we do that? You know it's practically impossible to get away from the Impossibles! We might as well just turn ourselves in!"

"Not quite yet. There's a hairpin turn coming up. That car of theirs is so bulky, they'll never be able to take it, especially if we take it really fast!"

The driver nodded, and took the turn as fast as he possibly could, nearly turning the car on it's side. And that did it. The Impossibles lost them.

"Which way did they go?" Coil Man asked.

"They went that way, Coiley," Fluid Man said, indicating the turn the boys just passed. "But we are going that way!"

Coiley looked ahead, and slammed on the brakes, but it was too late. The car skidded right into a brick wall. The boys weren't hurt, but the front of the car had been smashed.

"I wonder if this'll cause our insurance rates to go up?" Fluey asked.

"Never mind that," Multi Man said. "We've got to get after those crooks."

Multi's puppy, Skittles, barked three times, and performed a back flip, transforming into her identity as Impossi-Pup. Then, her feet began spinning as she revved up, and then she took off like a shot down the street. The only thing that could be seen was a streak of lightning.

"Looks like Impossi-Pup's on the trail," Coiley said.

"Yeah, she'll collar those crooks in no time flat," Fluey said. Both Multi and Coiley groaned at their teammate's terrible pun.

Meanwhile, Impossi-Pup had just caught up with the two crooks. She poured on her speed, and slammed right into the back of the car. The impact managed to crush the rear bumper a little (this dog doesn't know her own strength!), and she also managed to push it into a nearby brick wall as well.

"What hit us?" one of the crooks asked.

"That mangy little mutt of theirs," the other one said. "Let's get her!"

Impossi-Pup barked, and zoomed away. The two crooks went chasing after her. Impossi-Pup slowed down a little, allowing these two crooks to catch up to her. She knew what she was doing. She dashed up the front steps to a building, and began barking, to get their attention.

"There she is!" one of the crooks shouted. "When I get my hands on her, I'll wring her fuzzy little neck!"

Impossi-Pup barked at the two hoods as if she were saying "come and get me!" The two crooks dove, and Impossi-Pup jumped up, and away from the oncoming crooks. As a result, the crooks slammed right into the door of the building. Impossi-Pup barked, and sat down on top of the crooks. The door to the building opened, and out stepped two police officers. Impossi-Pup had led these two bank robbers right to the police station. She wagged her tail, and barked at the officers.

"Looks like Impossi-Pup strikes again," one of the officers said.

"Yeah, lucky thing she's on our side," the other officer replied, patting Impossi-Pup on the head.

"We'd better radio the Impossibles," the first officer said. "Just to let them know their dog caught the crooks."

The two cops handcuffed the two crooks, and took them inside the station. Impossi-Pup barked, back flipped, and turned back into her regular identity, Skittles. Then she started heading back to the Impossi-Mobile. Her job was done.

Skittles didn't make it very far, however. Just as she rounded a corner, a net dropped over her. She was so surprised, she didn't even think about going into super speed.

"What have we here?" a man wearing a blue suit and hat, and holding the net, asked. "Another dog without a leash."

The man with the net took Skittles over to a large, white truck with the words "City Pound" on the side of it, and put her in the back with some other dogs. Then, he drove off.