At Ranger Headquarters: "It's been a very long time since we've had a good
case" said Chip. "Nimnul is in the loony bin, Fat Cat appears to be on
vacation, and we haven't heard from Rat Capone since those jewelry robberies
via boat."
"Would you stop pacing, and enjoy the peace and quiet while it lasts?" Said
Dale, who is engrossed in another spy movie.
"Too right! Enjoy the moment while it lasts!" adds Monty.
"Still I wish someone would commit a crime and made it a little dificult."
lamented Chip.
At night, near the Global Gold Reserve are Timbert, Henk, Hiss and
Mousestein waiting for their boss. Henk "Snagger" is a rat in green baggy
pants, a red sweater with a blue horizontal stripe, and a black hat. Frank
"Mousestein" is a mouse in a lab-coat over dark green jeans, light blue
shirt, and a red-and-black striped neck-tie. Timbert is busy with a last
check and Hiss is trying to break his limbo record.
Nearby is a powerful, though rodent-sized transport helicopter. The
mysterious chipmunk aproaches the four.
"Listen up boys, tonight I'll rob this bank and will once again be a rich
'munk. Henk, you got Mousestein's specialty ready in case something happens?"
"Got em." Henk affirmed.
"Good, now everyone start digging."
Everything went according to plan. They dug their way into the vault and
stole the gold. Timbert used the helicopter to transport all of the gold
to his boss' nightclub, and then returned for his friends and all of their
materials and equipment.
"Now, if you'll exuse me," the chipmunk told his henchman, "I am going to
get some sleep. I've got a date with Flora tomorow."
"Chip, we have a case!" shouted Dale, awakening his best friend (A very
unusual happening, since Chip is usually the first of them to get up.)
He briefly described the robbery while Chip dressed.
"What? Do we know eho did it?" Chip asked.
"We don't know yet, this guy is a real professional!" opined Dale.
"Just what I wished for!" exulted Chip.
The strange chipmunk walked to his closet, looking for something to wear
(no real reason to look since all he has are hawaiian shirts) and noticed
that the shirt he wore during the robbery now has a piece missing
"Oh no, it's ripped! I've got to go back to the bank and find that missing
piece before the police do! He ran off to find his henchmen.
"Guys, when Flora comes here to ask where I am, tell her it's something
important - and keep her busy till a get back!"
The chipmunk turned to leave, but Henk shouted after him: "you really
shouldn't go there in your pajamas!"
The chipmunk quickly threw on a shirt and headed back to the bank.
Once he got there he noticed he wasn't the only one; a group of rodents
was looking for clues.
"I've got to find that piece of shirt before they do." Went through his
mind again. He ran off trying to find it but bumped into another chipmunk
in a shirt similar to his, only with red with yellow flowers.
"Hey, watch where I'm going, you clumsy Chipmunk!"
"Sorry, I didn't know it was you!" apologised Dale.
"Stupid idiot!" said the other chipmunk.
"I said I was sorry, but why are you wearing those clothes?" asked Dale.
"I have disguised myself, just in case. Now go poke around somewhere else!"
"All right Chip!"
"So, apparently I look like their leader, could be useful". thought the
criminal mastermind chipmunk.
Meanwhile Dale bumped into Chip, the real one.
"Chip? You again? How did you change clothes so quickly?"
"What are you talking about? And what are you doing here?"
"You told me to look for clues here!"
"No Dale, that wasn't me!"
"Strange!" said Dale.
"Hey Mates, get over here! Gadget here found something!"
The two chipmunk detectives run to Monty and Gadget.
"It's a piece of a hawaiian shirt!" explained Gadget.
"Oh no, they've found it!" whispered the mysterious chipmunk.
"Look over here!" Zipper buzzed excitedly.
The others turned to see the mysterious chipmunk.
"What are you doing here?" asked Chip.
"Yeah, and how come your shirt looks so familiar? added Dale.
Chip bonked him on the head.
"He's right Chip, that shirt has the same pattern as Dale's!" Gadgets tells
him. "It's also the same as this piece we've got here!"
"Who are you anyway?" asks Chip.
"Me? I-eh, I am Steve "Steelnerve" Nutcracker!"
"On the ground, and no-one gets hurt!" Dale shouted. Chip bonked him.
"Why -are- you here, Mate?" asked Monty.
"Me? I just wanted to know what happened here."
"Can't you see? It's been robbed!" Chip bonked Dale again.
"And what about your shirt?" inquired Gadget.
"This one? I know its an old one but it's not that bad is it?"
"No, I mean the material, color and pattern!"
"Just a stupid coincidence." Steve tried.
"Must be nearly as stupid as that alligator I met in Tahiti." whispered Monty.
"Now, I want to ask something!" announced Steve, "Who are you guys?"
"We're the Rescue Rangers. I'm Chip, this is Dale, she is Gadget, that's
Monterey Jack and Zipper." Chip pointed to each in turn.
"A Gang, just like mine."
"Is your gang capable of robbing banks?" asked Dale, who just in time
escaped a bonk from Chip, who wanted to question this suspicious-looking
chipmunk himself, without interruptions.
"In my opinion we could, but we don't." Steve lied through his teeth.
"So, just What is it that your gang does?" asks Chip.
"They keep my night club running. It's completely legal and it pulls in lots
of completely legal money for me." Steve explained, smiling.
"So, it'd be okay if we come and have a look?"
"Actually, I was already expecting a visit. But, if you insist."
Later, at Steve's night club; "Well, this is the place, what do you think?"
"I think it's cool!" says Dale, who immediatly ran to an arcade machine.
"Dale!"
"Don't worry Chip, I don't mind."
"Darn! 'Insert coin'!"
"Of course, I didn't buy those things for nothing!"
"I hope you don't have me for nothing." says a female chipmunk with a black
nose, red hair, blue sleeveless dress and white baggy pants with pink polka
dots.
"Don't you think that sheila looks familiar, Gadget love?" Asks Monty.
Chip and Dale gaze after this atractive female chipmunk with hearts floating
above their heads.
"Oh, guys meet Flora "Florida Flower" Firalda, she my girlfriend. Heheh,
sorry lads, she taken."
"Right, and were have you been, Steve? Business isn't as important as I
am, right?"
"No honey, it's just it was very important and it could not wait, I'll tell
you all about it later."
"I hope so." says Flora, as she kissed him and then walked off.
Steve dreamily gazed at her departing form.
"Boss, are you all right?" asked Hiss.
"Huh? Oh yeah, couldn't be better."
"Who are those guys?"
"They're the Rescue Rangers, Hiss. They're looking around, if you get the
others, I can make some introductions."
"Rangers, I'd like to introduce you to my gang! There's Hen "Hiss",
Frank "Mousestein", Timbert "Screek" and Henk "Snagger".
Guys, these are the Rescue Rangers: Chip, Dale, Monty, Zipper and Gadget.
If you don't mind, I'd like to give you guys a tour now." He gestured,
indicating the room they were in. "You're at this moment in my 'Hall of
Amusements'.
In other words, it's where people go to play slot machines, video games,
pinball, pool biljart, dance, have a snack, or drink, or watch the floor
show. I've also got a jukebox, and a TV in case of an important sporting
event like football, baseball, hockey and the like. Over there are the
restrooms, but I am not going to tour in that direction." He pointed toward
another doorway. "If you'll follow me this way?"
They go through a double door and find themselves in what appears to be
the back of the night club. "Over there to the right is Timbert's office.
He does all the paper work around here. To the left is the guest room. But
mostly it's used by Flora if it gets late and dangerous to go outside, she
performs here at times, you know." He smiled and continued his tour. "Next
to the guest room is a storage room" the Rangers look in, seeing an old
piano and other odds and ends. "There's a ladder to the left leading to
Henk's observatory, Mousesteins Lab and another storage room. To the left
you can also enter the kitchen. Then right in front of us is, as you all
can see, an elevator. This place has four floors. Ground level, a basement
only accesable by ladder, the first floor for my office and room, and
the second floor for my henchmen. They all have their own rooms and my own
floor has everything a chipmunk like me needs. TV, Hi-Fi, computer, and
more luxery than you thought possible. All thanks to Mousestein.
Welcome to my paradise!"
Later, in the "Hall of Amusements" the Rangers were talking to some of
Steve's gang.
"So, you are experienced with organic chemistry?" asks Gadget.
"Yes, I've invented some too, it's very precise but very slow work. My
field of expertise lies in creating new compounds." says Mousestein.
"What kind do you make?"
"Several, they increase agility, intelligence, perception, strength and
endurance." was his suprising reply.
"Don't they cause, uh, cravings?" asks Gadget, sounding worried.
"Not really, it's difficult to develop addictions to these compounds. I
am, however, working to further decrease the growth of any cravings, as
well as the duration and the power of any craving."
"To whom do you supply these drugs?"
"To Henk of course, he uses them in case he needs to take out some serious
troublemaker; he's like a 'chem warrior'.
"So, you're from Canada right? I'm from the outback! The place to be if you
like adventure, mate!"
"I prefer Canada myself." answered Timbert. It taught me everything I've
needed in life, like fighting."
"How about telling me were the rest are from?"
"Sure! Frank's from France, but was raised in the United Kingdom. At the
age of 12 he traveled here, to America, hoping to become rich and famous.
Boy, was he wrong! Fortunatly he got a job at a research lab and there he
learned about inventing and science and stuff like that. Later he wanted
something else and began working here as a handyman. Hen "Hiss" is from
Cuba and lived in a rich family that regularily escaped Communism by going
to another tropical island like Hawaii or the Florida Keys. When he was 16
he went to live in New York City, and met me and later Steve. Hen and Steve
were the first to start this place and later I followed.
Henk always lived here in the Big Apple. His family worked as musicians,
gangsters and businessmen. Steve is from Florida, as is Flora. Their
families were neighbors and their two tiny chipmunk tykes had a childhood
crush. Unfortunatly, Steve's family had to move out thanks to some gang
troubles. They moved to California, but later they had to move again, to
Texas, then Chicago, and eventually Washington DC, where a gangster shot
Steve's father. However, Steve's Dad is as strong as iron and survived.
Then he started working for the RBI to teach that joker a lesson.
Unfortunatly, said joker escaped and didn't show his face anymore. Later
Steve's family moved to New York.
Steve got lost in this enormous city one night. I found him in a bar, crying
like nobody's business and he tried to drown his sorrows in that treacherous
liquid we all know as alcohol. I tried to cheer him up a little but had no
success. Flora tried too, and did a lot better.
Her family had moved to New York to, and the two continued their romance.
Soon Hen joined the group and Steve and Hen started this place. I followed
and a few months later Frank joined in. Only a few weeks ago Henk did to."
Monty, always up for a tall tale and having an excellent memory for the
same, listened carefully. "Not bad, but a little heavy on gangsters," he
thought. "A bloke doesn't find real gangsters unless he's fightin' 'em
or workin' for 'em." The expression on his face was a thoughtful one.
"You look kinda familiar to me." Chip told Henk.
"Could be." was the rat's brief answer.
"Now I remember, you're just like that rat that Fat Cat employs!"
"Not employs" chipmunk, he isn't being paid for what he does. He does,
however get what he deserves - thanks to you guys."
"How come you know so much?" asks Chip.
"He's my cousin, we're family."
"How about your boss? He looks a lot like me."
"Coincidence" replied Henk.
He went back to work, and Chip sneaked off to Steve's room to check his
closet.
"Well well well, this shirt has a small piece missing and this piece Gadget
found just fits it! But where would he have stored the gold? Aha! I know,
it's in Henk's observatory!"
case" said Chip. "Nimnul is in the loony bin, Fat Cat appears to be on
vacation, and we haven't heard from Rat Capone since those jewelry robberies
via boat."
"Would you stop pacing, and enjoy the peace and quiet while it lasts?" Said
Dale, who is engrossed in another spy movie.
"Too right! Enjoy the moment while it lasts!" adds Monty.
"Still I wish someone would commit a crime and made it a little dificult."
lamented Chip.
At night, near the Global Gold Reserve are Timbert, Henk, Hiss and
Mousestein waiting for their boss. Henk "Snagger" is a rat in green baggy
pants, a red sweater with a blue horizontal stripe, and a black hat. Frank
"Mousestein" is a mouse in a lab-coat over dark green jeans, light blue
shirt, and a red-and-black striped neck-tie. Timbert is busy with a last
check and Hiss is trying to break his limbo record.
Nearby is a powerful, though rodent-sized transport helicopter. The
mysterious chipmunk aproaches the four.
"Listen up boys, tonight I'll rob this bank and will once again be a rich
'munk. Henk, you got Mousestein's specialty ready in case something happens?"
"Got em." Henk affirmed.
"Good, now everyone start digging."
Everything went according to plan. They dug their way into the vault and
stole the gold. Timbert used the helicopter to transport all of the gold
to his boss' nightclub, and then returned for his friends and all of their
materials and equipment.
"Now, if you'll exuse me," the chipmunk told his henchman, "I am going to
get some sleep. I've got a date with Flora tomorow."
"Chip, we have a case!" shouted Dale, awakening his best friend (A very
unusual happening, since Chip is usually the first of them to get up.)
He briefly described the robbery while Chip dressed.
"What? Do we know eho did it?" Chip asked.
"We don't know yet, this guy is a real professional!" opined Dale.
"Just what I wished for!" exulted Chip.
The strange chipmunk walked to his closet, looking for something to wear
(no real reason to look since all he has are hawaiian shirts) and noticed
that the shirt he wore during the robbery now has a piece missing
"Oh no, it's ripped! I've got to go back to the bank and find that missing
piece before the police do! He ran off to find his henchmen.
"Guys, when Flora comes here to ask where I am, tell her it's something
important - and keep her busy till a get back!"
The chipmunk turned to leave, but Henk shouted after him: "you really
shouldn't go there in your pajamas!"
The chipmunk quickly threw on a shirt and headed back to the bank.
Once he got there he noticed he wasn't the only one; a group of rodents
was looking for clues.
"I've got to find that piece of shirt before they do." Went through his
mind again. He ran off trying to find it but bumped into another chipmunk
in a shirt similar to his, only with red with yellow flowers.
"Hey, watch where I'm going, you clumsy Chipmunk!"
"Sorry, I didn't know it was you!" apologised Dale.
"Stupid idiot!" said the other chipmunk.
"I said I was sorry, but why are you wearing those clothes?" asked Dale.
"I have disguised myself, just in case. Now go poke around somewhere else!"
"All right Chip!"
"So, apparently I look like their leader, could be useful". thought the
criminal mastermind chipmunk.
Meanwhile Dale bumped into Chip, the real one.
"Chip? You again? How did you change clothes so quickly?"
"What are you talking about? And what are you doing here?"
"You told me to look for clues here!"
"No Dale, that wasn't me!"
"Strange!" said Dale.
"Hey Mates, get over here! Gadget here found something!"
The two chipmunk detectives run to Monty and Gadget.
"It's a piece of a hawaiian shirt!" explained Gadget.
"Oh no, they've found it!" whispered the mysterious chipmunk.
"Look over here!" Zipper buzzed excitedly.
The others turned to see the mysterious chipmunk.
"What are you doing here?" asked Chip.
"Yeah, and how come your shirt looks so familiar? added Dale.
Chip bonked him on the head.
"He's right Chip, that shirt has the same pattern as Dale's!" Gadgets tells
him. "It's also the same as this piece we've got here!"
"Who are you anyway?" asks Chip.
"Me? I-eh, I am Steve "Steelnerve" Nutcracker!"
"On the ground, and no-one gets hurt!" Dale shouted. Chip bonked him.
"Why -are- you here, Mate?" asked Monty.
"Me? I just wanted to know what happened here."
"Can't you see? It's been robbed!" Chip bonked Dale again.
"And what about your shirt?" inquired Gadget.
"This one? I know its an old one but it's not that bad is it?"
"No, I mean the material, color and pattern!"
"Just a stupid coincidence." Steve tried.
"Must be nearly as stupid as that alligator I met in Tahiti." whispered Monty.
"Now, I want to ask something!" announced Steve, "Who are you guys?"
"We're the Rescue Rangers. I'm Chip, this is Dale, she is Gadget, that's
Monterey Jack and Zipper." Chip pointed to each in turn.
"A Gang, just like mine."
"Is your gang capable of robbing banks?" asked Dale, who just in time
escaped a bonk from Chip, who wanted to question this suspicious-looking
chipmunk himself, without interruptions.
"In my opinion we could, but we don't." Steve lied through his teeth.
"So, just What is it that your gang does?" asks Chip.
"They keep my night club running. It's completely legal and it pulls in lots
of completely legal money for me." Steve explained, smiling.
"So, it'd be okay if we come and have a look?"
"Actually, I was already expecting a visit. But, if you insist."
Later, at Steve's night club; "Well, this is the place, what do you think?"
"I think it's cool!" says Dale, who immediatly ran to an arcade machine.
"Dale!"
"Don't worry Chip, I don't mind."
"Darn! 'Insert coin'!"
"Of course, I didn't buy those things for nothing!"
"I hope you don't have me for nothing." says a female chipmunk with a black
nose, red hair, blue sleeveless dress and white baggy pants with pink polka
dots.
"Don't you think that sheila looks familiar, Gadget love?" Asks Monty.
Chip and Dale gaze after this atractive female chipmunk with hearts floating
above their heads.
"Oh, guys meet Flora "Florida Flower" Firalda, she my girlfriend. Heheh,
sorry lads, she taken."
"Right, and were have you been, Steve? Business isn't as important as I
am, right?"
"No honey, it's just it was very important and it could not wait, I'll tell
you all about it later."
"I hope so." says Flora, as she kissed him and then walked off.
Steve dreamily gazed at her departing form.
"Boss, are you all right?" asked Hiss.
"Huh? Oh yeah, couldn't be better."
"Who are those guys?"
"They're the Rescue Rangers, Hiss. They're looking around, if you get the
others, I can make some introductions."
"Rangers, I'd like to introduce you to my gang! There's Hen "Hiss",
Frank "Mousestein", Timbert "Screek" and Henk "Snagger".
Guys, these are the Rescue Rangers: Chip, Dale, Monty, Zipper and Gadget.
If you don't mind, I'd like to give you guys a tour now." He gestured,
indicating the room they were in. "You're at this moment in my 'Hall of
Amusements'.
In other words, it's where people go to play slot machines, video games,
pinball, pool biljart, dance, have a snack, or drink, or watch the floor
show. I've also got a jukebox, and a TV in case of an important sporting
event like football, baseball, hockey and the like. Over there are the
restrooms, but I am not going to tour in that direction." He pointed toward
another doorway. "If you'll follow me this way?"
They go through a double door and find themselves in what appears to be
the back of the night club. "Over there to the right is Timbert's office.
He does all the paper work around here. To the left is the guest room. But
mostly it's used by Flora if it gets late and dangerous to go outside, she
performs here at times, you know." He smiled and continued his tour. "Next
to the guest room is a storage room" the Rangers look in, seeing an old
piano and other odds and ends. "There's a ladder to the left leading to
Henk's observatory, Mousesteins Lab and another storage room. To the left
you can also enter the kitchen. Then right in front of us is, as you all
can see, an elevator. This place has four floors. Ground level, a basement
only accesable by ladder, the first floor for my office and room, and
the second floor for my henchmen. They all have their own rooms and my own
floor has everything a chipmunk like me needs. TV, Hi-Fi, computer, and
more luxery than you thought possible. All thanks to Mousestein.
Welcome to my paradise!"
Later, in the "Hall of Amusements" the Rangers were talking to some of
Steve's gang.
"So, you are experienced with organic chemistry?" asks Gadget.
"Yes, I've invented some too, it's very precise but very slow work. My
field of expertise lies in creating new compounds." says Mousestein.
"What kind do you make?"
"Several, they increase agility, intelligence, perception, strength and
endurance." was his suprising reply.
"Don't they cause, uh, cravings?" asks Gadget, sounding worried.
"Not really, it's difficult to develop addictions to these compounds. I
am, however, working to further decrease the growth of any cravings, as
well as the duration and the power of any craving."
"To whom do you supply these drugs?"
"To Henk of course, he uses them in case he needs to take out some serious
troublemaker; he's like a 'chem warrior'.
"So, you're from Canada right? I'm from the outback! The place to be if you
like adventure, mate!"
"I prefer Canada myself." answered Timbert. It taught me everything I've
needed in life, like fighting."
"How about telling me were the rest are from?"
"Sure! Frank's from France, but was raised in the United Kingdom. At the
age of 12 he traveled here, to America, hoping to become rich and famous.
Boy, was he wrong! Fortunatly he got a job at a research lab and there he
learned about inventing and science and stuff like that. Later he wanted
something else and began working here as a handyman. Hen "Hiss" is from
Cuba and lived in a rich family that regularily escaped Communism by going
to another tropical island like Hawaii or the Florida Keys. When he was 16
he went to live in New York City, and met me and later Steve. Hen and Steve
were the first to start this place and later I followed.
Henk always lived here in the Big Apple. His family worked as musicians,
gangsters and businessmen. Steve is from Florida, as is Flora. Their
families were neighbors and their two tiny chipmunk tykes had a childhood
crush. Unfortunatly, Steve's family had to move out thanks to some gang
troubles. They moved to California, but later they had to move again, to
Texas, then Chicago, and eventually Washington DC, where a gangster shot
Steve's father. However, Steve's Dad is as strong as iron and survived.
Then he started working for the RBI to teach that joker a lesson.
Unfortunatly, said joker escaped and didn't show his face anymore. Later
Steve's family moved to New York.
Steve got lost in this enormous city one night. I found him in a bar, crying
like nobody's business and he tried to drown his sorrows in that treacherous
liquid we all know as alcohol. I tried to cheer him up a little but had no
success. Flora tried too, and did a lot better.
Her family had moved to New York to, and the two continued their romance.
Soon Hen joined the group and Steve and Hen started this place. I followed
and a few months later Frank joined in. Only a few weeks ago Henk did to."
Monty, always up for a tall tale and having an excellent memory for the
same, listened carefully. "Not bad, but a little heavy on gangsters," he
thought. "A bloke doesn't find real gangsters unless he's fightin' 'em
or workin' for 'em." The expression on his face was a thoughtful one.
"You look kinda familiar to me." Chip told Henk.
"Could be." was the rat's brief answer.
"Now I remember, you're just like that rat that Fat Cat employs!"
"Not employs" chipmunk, he isn't being paid for what he does. He does,
however get what he deserves - thanks to you guys."
"How come you know so much?" asks Chip.
"He's my cousin, we're family."
"How about your boss? He looks a lot like me."
"Coincidence" replied Henk.
He went back to work, and Chip sneaked off to Steve's room to check his
closet.
"Well well well, this shirt has a small piece missing and this piece Gadget
found just fits it! But where would he have stored the gold? Aha! I know,
it's in Henk's observatory!"