The group then continue their trek through the stretch of desert and begin to close in on the city nearby. Just then, Snake feels a small tug at the hem of his jersey and looks down to see a little brown monkey with a long tail looking back at him. The little monkey wore a little red top with pink jewel studs on and a pair of matching pants. Snake smiled, "Where did you's come from?" The monkey hops onto Snake's shoulder, snitches his hat, and puts the hat on her head. The hat was too big and covered her entire head, which made everyone laugh.
Rebecca chuckles, "That's pretty cute and funny."
Mojo takes the hat off the monkey and says, "You'll grow into it eventually. Do you have a name?" The monkey chattered happily, which made Mojo nod and say, "Nice to meet you, Kalila. What? You want to meet everyone else?" Mojo holds Kalila in his arms and says, "Everyone, this is Kalila." Rebecca smiles warmly. "Pleased to meet you, little one." Kalila chatters politely in reply. "Aww, how cute!" Bubbles gently pets the little monkey's head, causing her to coo contentedly.
"Hmm," Rebecca muses. "She's wearing clothes, which must mean she has an owner."
"I hopesssss we'sssss can find her owner ssssssoon." notes a concerned Snake.
"Don't worry, Sweetie," April replies consolingly. "I'm sure we will."
As the group pauses just outside the city, they stop for a moment and marvel at the wondrous sight. "Wow," Ace notes. "This place is pretty fancy-like."
"Pretty fancy-like." a mysterious voice echoes.
"Huh?" The Gang Green Gang leader begins looking all around him. "Who said that?"
"Who said that?" the voice calls again.
"Billy, was it you?" Ace inquires.
"Duh, nope, wasn't me." Billy replies.
"Wasn't me." the voice echoes.
"Aw, Billy, stop messin' wit' me!" Ace snaps indignantly.
"Stop messin' wit' me." the voice echoes.
"Oh, but it is you who is messin' with me!" Billy replies.
"It is you who is messin' with me." the voice echoes.
"Hey!" Billy exclaims. "Somebody's copyin' us!"
"Somebody's copyin' us!" the voice echoes.
"But who is it?" Ace wonders. Their question is promptly answered when a small bright blue parrot with a yellow belly flies up to meet them. The parrot said, "Me!" Everyone looked in alarm, then the parrot said, "What? Ya never seen a talking parrot before?" Mojo said, "Well, not a parrot who's very articulate. That is to say that you can speak in full sentences, not tiny words, and being able to speak properly." The parrot says, "Yeah, and I've never seen a talking furry man with green skin."
Mojo seethed, "I'm a chimpanzee, smart-beak."
The parrot flutters down onto Rebecca's shoulder. "Oh, what's your name, little one?" she inquires. The parrot said, "Me? Name's Potty."
Mojo says, "Explains why you have such a potty-mouth." He laughs at his little joke, but everyone looks at Mojo weird and Ace said, "Bad pun, Mojo. Real bad." Potty says, "Anyways, I was following Kalila and was wondering where she ran off to." Rebecca asks, "Do you have an owner?"
Potty said, "Yeah, we do. He's a little shady, but he's nice."
"Ooh-ooh-ooh!" Kalila chatters.
"Well, don't worry, little ones," Rebecca says sweetly. "We'll help you find your owner."
The parrot and monkey's faces light up. "Ya will?" Potty says excitedly. "Ooh-ooh?" Kalila squeaks.
"Absolutely!" Mojo replies. "We'll do anything to help our friends."
"Sweet!" "Ooh-ooh!" the animals cheer happily.
Mojo reaches into his pocket and takes out a small packet of dried apricots, then gives one to Kalila. "Here, little one." The little monkey chitters happily as she eats her snack. Bubbles then reaches into her pocket and takes out a small packet of cheese crackers. "Potty want a cracker?" The parrot happily replies, "Ooh, thanks!" as he eats his treat. "I never could resist a good cracker." The blue Powerpuff stifles a small laugh.
The group then enters the city. "Hmm," Billy muses as he pauses to observe the people passing by. "Wonder why so many a'these folks're wearin' towels on their heads."
"Oh, those es not towels, Billy," Arturo replies. "Those es turbans."
The largest Gang Green Gang member scratches his head in perplexity. "I thought a turban was a kind a'turtle."
"No, that'ssssss a terrapin." Snake replies.
"No, a terrapin es something you bounce on." Arturo notes.
"Ooh yeah," Billy muses. "I remember bouncin' on one a'them things once. Walloped my head pretty hard; had ta wear a towel on my head."
The group stares oddly at these goings on. "Oh fer gosh sakes, can ya believe it?" Ace whispers to Deanna, who nods in agreement.
