Sierra glanced down at the interesting animal every now and then as he walked her through the city known as Petropolis. What exactly was he? He had fur, of course...frizzy hair that reminded her of a sheep dog...and teeth like a beaver?

"And here we have Petropolis City Hall," Keswick informed as he motioned to the large building before them. Just recently reb-b-b-built."

"Rebuilt?" Sierra repeated with confusion.

"We, uh, had a missile battle with DOOM a while back..." Keswick explained quietly.

"A missile battle..." Sierra repeated, her voice filled with slight doubt and disbelief. "And, uh, who's DOOM?"

"Why, the Diabolical Order of Mayhem," he explained. "TUFF's evil counterpart. They're always w-w-wrecking havoc here in the city!"

"And when was you last encounter?" Sierra asked carefully, arms folded as she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Just yesterday," Keswick said nonchalantly. "Snaptrap tried to melt all the cheese in the world so it would be one smelly heap of fondue."

"That's just weird," Sierra said honestly.

"You know what's even weirder?" Keswick added. "He's a rat who's allergic to cheese."

"A rat who's allergic to cheese?" Sierra could barely hold her laughter as they continued walking down the street. "Now I've seen everything."

"Well, not everything," Keswick corrected. He motioned to another building. "Behold! Our pride and joy: the Petropolis Museum."

Sierra raised her head and gazed at the building the animal of a mysterious species motioned to and she had to admit it was quite impressive. Nearly reminded her of the Metropolitan Museum she sometimes entered along with Squirrel and a few friends. She followed Keswick as he continued on about Petropolis pride and such as they entered the museum.

"And here we have the Crougar Rat..." He informed as he motioned to one of the artifacts on display.

Sierra set her eyes on what appeared to be a tiny golden object shaped like a mouse with ruby eyes, nose, and ears. She whistled to prove her astonishment. "Nice..."

"Not only is it nice, Miss Sierra," Keswick went on. "The robbery of this artifact is what led us to hiring one of the b-b-best agents we've ever taken into TUFF."

"Who would that be?" She asked.

"Why, a Mr. Dudley Puppy," he responded.

Sierra thought back to the hyperactive hound earlier. He wore a nice looking jetblack shirt, though no pants. He seemed pretty fast and he was quite protective...

"He's pretty cool," Sierra chuckled. "Squirrel introduced me to both him and this girl name Kitty earlier before this crazy meat-loving crowd totally broke us apart..." She rolled her eyes at the insanity she had to fight through earlier.

"Ah, Meat Lovers Day..." Keswick chuckled. "A cow's worst holiday-"

But before he could continue, the ground began to rumble.

"What the heck is going on?" Sierra cried.

"Don't fret, Miss Sierra," Keswick assured her. "I know exactly who's causing the trouble this time!"

Suddenly, right beside them, a huge machine broke through the ground. Sierra gazed in fear as it appeared to be a huge mechanic drill of some kind that parked itself before them. Then the door of the machine swung open.

And out stepped a large rat in a white lab coat, crazy eyes, and the worst set of teeth she had ever seen.

"Snaptrap!" Keswick growled. He stood protectively in front of Sierra, taking a ray gun of some kind from underneath his shirt.

"Oh, it's just you, Smellswick..." The rat muttered with non-interest. "I guess this makes the robbery much easier..."

"The name is Keswick!" The fuming animal of a mysterious kind shouted as he pointed his gun at him. "And I would think t-t-twice before stealing from the Petropolis Museum again!"

"Or what?" Snaptrap challenged. "You're little sugar plum-haired fairy is going to pummel me into next week?" He could barely hold his laughter as he pointed at Sierra's colored hair.

"Oh, not cool!" Sierra protested with a slight growl. "No one disses the hair!"

And with that said, she grabbed the gun from Keswick, and despite never even having one ounce of experience, she pressed a button which she hoped would shoot. It did but it sent her backward into a wall.

Snaptrap ran out of the way just in time as the blast from the gun hit his vehicle, totally destroying it into a heap.

"Hey, I don't have insurance on that!" The rat shouted. He gnashed his unruly teeth together as he glared at Sierra. "Alright, grape head!" He said threateningly before he took out his own special weapon from his coat. "Prepare to be pwned!"

"You got that from a Deviantart picture, didn't you?" Sierra questioned, obviously not impressed.

But Snaptrap just fired at both her and Keswick, great orbs of fire shot out and setting everything it touched to a slight blaze.

"Look out!" Keswick shouted before he pushed both him and Sierra out of the way., bringing them both down to the floor.

"Now where is that Jumping Shark artifact that the museum just got last week..." Snaptrap pondered as he put his firing on hold and gazed over the artifacts around the room. "Ah, here it is!"

There on display standing before him was a small, golden shark with ruby eyes and teeth. Snaptrap cackled before he grabbed it-

-and then someone crashed through the window.

"Wha-?" The rat cried as he looked over to see who had landed before him.

It was no other than Dudley Puppy, Kitty Katswell, and Squirrel.

"Drop the shark, rat!" Squirrel barked at him, aiming her gun at him.

"Why, if it isn't the lovely Miss Squirrel..." The rat said with a slight sensual growl in his voice.

"Uh, dude..." Dudley intervened. "Don't forget us!" He motioned between him and Kitty. "Remember! We took you down more than anyone!"

"Squirrel!" Sierra exclaimed happily.

Squirrel's eyes lit up as she turned to see her good purple-haired friend. "Sierra! Are you okay?"

"We are now!" Keswick responded. "Quick! Don't let him steal the Jumping Shark!"

"Too late!" Snaptrap cackled as he held the artifact lovingly under one arm as he shot at them with the gun in his other.

Dudley, Kitty, and Squirrel jumped out of the way. Dudley, having the most agility in TUFF, hopped forward and took out his weapon.

"Chew toy!" He shouted before he took out a rubber green bone.

"A chew toy?" Kitty cried in disbelief. "Oh, come on!"

But Dudley ignored him and flung his precious toy right at Snaptrap. It was a direct hit as it got him right in the eye.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" The rat cried as he dropped the artifact to tend to his aching eye.

Squirrel rushed forward and slid herself through the ground, considering the janitor waxed the floor today. She slid a perfect 360, grabbed the artifact, and slid right beside Keswick and Sierra.

"End of the line, Snaptrap!" Kitty shouted as she pointed her gun at him.

"Oh, poo!" Snaptrap groaned. "And here I thought the plot would be ruined by the purple-haired newbie!"

"Hey, I resent that!" Sierra protested, hands on her hips. "If this was a cartoon and I directing it, I would so have you erased on the spot!"

"No time for witty banter!" Snaptrap said quickly. "Time to jet!"

And with that said, he pressed a button on his belt. Two wings emerged from within the mechanical backpack he wore. And he was out the door.

"Drat!" Kitty cried. "He got away!"

"At least we got the Jumping Shark safe and sound..." Squirrel assured her as she showed the artifact in her arms.

"Why yes," Keswick said happily as he took the artifact from her. "Good to know Snaptrap didn't actually steal it..." His voice trailed off as he gazed at the artifact with widened eyes behind his glasses.

"Keswick, what's wrong?" Sierra asked.

Keswick gazed at the artifact once again. "It's a fake!"

"A fake?" Dudley cried. "How can you tell?"

And Keswick pointed behind the Jumping Shark's head. The word 'fake' was clear across it.

"That means..." Sierra gasped.
_

Snaptrap cackled as he stood in his evil lair, holding up the Jumping Shark for all to see. His DOOM team cheered him for his successful robbery.

"So the TUFF agents have the fake Jumping Shark!" He laughed. "Which I had switched with the real one! So unexpected!"

"So what exactly does the Jumping Shark do, boss?" Ollie, a possum, spoke in a thick British accent.

Snaptrap stopped laughing and just stared at the artifact dumbfoundedly. "Honestly, I have no idea..."

"Well, it's called the Jumping Shark..." His brother-in-law Larry said with a roll of his eyes. "So obviously it must have the power to control sharks...a power which we don't need on account of we have the shark tank. Seriously, did you ever think things through?"

Snaptrap said nothing. He just took out a device and pressed the blinking red button on it.

And a door in the ground opened, dropping Larry into the sharktank.
_

"So Snaptrap got away with the Jumping Shark..." The chief sighed as he paced back and forth on his massive desk. "Oh, well, better luck next time."

"Hold on, chief!" Kitty began. "Who knows? Maybe this artifact is just as dangerous as the Crougar Rat was."

"All it did was control all the rats in Petropolis..." Dudley chuckled. "What can that shark object do that we should worry about?"

And Kitty gave him a look which he was unable to read.

"Though this mission was a bust..." Squirrel said. "I'm sure you guys are going to get it back from him sooner or later." She checked her watched. "Oh, I got to run. It was great being here again!" She stood up from her seat. She turned to see Sierra still planted in hers. "Um, you coming, Sierra?"

The purple-haired cartoonist turned from Squirrel toward Keswick, who was busy fixing a small device in his lap. Sierra had to smile at how focused he always was. She turned to Squirrel. "I'll pass. I think I'd like to check out this place a bit more..." She smiled over at Keswick. "If the hybrid will continued showing me around."

This suddenly caught Keswick off guard as he gazed up at Sierra, who gave him a friendly smile.

Squirrel smiled at the both of them before shrugging. "Sure," she said as she walked toward the exit. "I'll pick you up later, alright?"

Sierra and the others gave the squirrel a wave before she was gone.

"I miss her so badly now!" Dudley exclaimed, fresh tears forming in his blue eyes.

"She's only been gone for five seconds!" Kitty exclaimed, fuming.

"Anyway," the Chief began as he turned toward Keswick and Sierra. "Keswick, Petropolis is now in serious danger now that the Jumping Shark is out and we have no idea what it does..." He glanced over at Sierra. "So stay close with this girl..."

"Uh, m-m-me?" Keswick stuttered before glancing nervously at Sierra. "Um, wouldn't it be best to lay her protection on either Agents Katswell or Puppy?"

"Sorry," the Chief apologized. "She seems to know you more out of all of us. And it was you who has been spending the day with her..." There was a slight chuckle to his voice.

"What did you do, Keswick?" Dudley teased.

"N-n-nothing of your interests!" Keswick protested. He glanced over at Sierra. "Miss Sierra, I'll be gladly to have you under my wing until Squirrel arrives."

And, to Sierra's shock, a feather fell from the cuff link of his lab coat. She picked it up and inspected it.

"Uh, is this yours?" She asked, almost nervously.

"Sorry, my bad!" Keswick chuckled as he took the feather from her. "Molting season must be here! Got to grab my trusty lotion to keep it from happening!"

Sierra just blinked at him, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Yeah, we have no idea what he is, either..." Dudley whispered to her. "We do know that he lays an egg sometimes..."

"Okay, now that is freaky..." Sierra muttered quietly under her breath.

"Come, Miss Sierra," Keswick gestured as he hopped from his seat. "Allow me to show to the grand Petropolis Mall where there's a food c-c-court that is no disappointment."

"Uh, okay," Sierra said as she stood from her seat. She turned to Kitty and Dudely. "Why does he keep calling me Miss Sierra?"

"That's Keswick's way of acting like a gentleman and not a total geek," Dudley explained.

They looked to see Keswick click a button on his device which turned into a scooter. A license plate of the front that said 'Born 2B Geeky'.

"If that's even possible..." Dudley said quietly.

"Hop on, Miss Sierra," Keswick said as he patted the empty space behind him. "Your second Tour de Petropolis awaits!"

"Seriously...'Miss Sierra'?" Sierra hissed at both Kitty and Dudley before she sat behind Keswick.

Soon, they were off and out the door.

"Better than calling her Madame Raspberry!" Dudley laughed as soon as they were gone.