I do not own the name Qui-Gon, droid or anything connected to Star Wars. I also do not own 'Belleville De Rendez-vous' or anything related, or Spongebob Squarepants plankton or anything related.

After falling through the shaft, the two Gennai looked in horror of what laid before them.

"It's an invisible army!" Qui-Gon gasped.

"It doesn't look so invisible to me," Obi-Futatsu pointed out.

"We need to escape to Belle Ville de Rendez-vous by stowing away on these carriers. We'll stow in different ones, and meet up on the surface."

"Oh okay. You know, you were right about one thing Master."

"Oh? Only one thing? Well what is it?"

"Obi-Futatsu Kenobies is a bit of an odd name."

Meanwhile, on the Bridge…

"Sir, a transmission from the cartoon," The monitoring officer reported.

"It's from Protagonist Souza herself," said Dooreen.

"At last, we're getting results," said Raygun.

On the giant TV screen appeared an image with Madame Souza.

"Hello there, Madame Protagonist," Raygun greeted, "And how are you today?"

Souza said something to him in French. Fortunately, though, there were subtitles, which said 'Spare me the pleasantries Viceroy-Captain. We know that the two ambassadors are on board your vessel to negotiate your withdrawal from this movie."

"Ambassadors?" Raygun's eye shifted left to right, "What ambassadors? I don't know of any ambassadors! Dooreen, do you know anything about any ambassadors?"

"Not at all, Sir," Dooreen answered.

"Then you see!" Raygun turned back to the screen, "We don't know anything about any ambassadors; you must be mistaken!"

You'd think that this news would shock Souza, but for some reason her expression remained unchanged.

"Be warned, Viceroy-Captain. The United Federation of Plankton has gone too far this time."

The Screen turned off.

"Do you think she suspected anything?" Raygun asked his Number One.

"Well I think your shifting eye was a little suspicious," Dooreen answered.

On Belleville de Rendevouz, the main characters had gathered at Madame Souza's home during the crisis. They were in the middle of talking to a holographic image of Councillor Palatine, representative of Belleville in the Inter-Genratic Council.

"They're not there?"

The Councillor seemed quite troubled.

"But that can't be. I saw them off with the President, they should have arrived by now-"

The image became unstable.

"Councillor Palatine," said Madame Souza. The other main characters found it remarkable how she was able to remain so calm in such a crisis. The image vanished.

"What happened?" Asked Violette, one of the three title characters.

"The image went out!" Souza's grandson Champion exclaimed.

Captain Panikattack of the Guard now spoke up.

"A disrupted communication can only mean one thing: INVASION!"

"Or a blown out fuse," Blanche, another title character, pointed out.

The captain of the guard looked taken aback.

"Yes, a blown out fuse," he admitted.

"Or an asteroid interfering with the line."

"Yes, or an asteroid interfering with the line."

"Or a typical network failure."

"Yes or a typical network failure!"

"Or maybe the computer on their end just unexpectedly shut down, honestly Panikattack, if you're going to come up with the most extreme cause of a problem, no one's going to take you seriously!"

"Too late, no one does," Rose the final title character whispered.

Everyone in the room muffled their sniggering, apart from Souza, who remained as emotionless as ever.

Some time later, the Cartoon fleet of the Federation, after being enlarged (literally), had invaded. Droids scattered everywhere, intending to control every bit of the cartoon. Even the places no one lives or had no economic value.

Qui-Gon was not too sure how he got to this city, nor did he know how he got passed the droids, nor how he got to running. What he did know, however, was that he was being chased by a large mecha, and a pigeon equally from out of nowhere was screaming, about to be killed. Qui-Gon managed to catch him and move out of the way of the coming leg.

"Oh, yousa saved me!" the pigeon cried after Qui-Gon took down the mecha.

"Are you brainless?" Qui-Gon demanded.

"I spake!" the pigeon said indignantly.

"Not very well mind you."

The pigeon looked startled.

"RACIST!" He cried, pecking at Qui-Gon.

"Ow, ow! OW! Okay I'm sorry! I'm sure you speak your native language really well!"

"English IS meesa native language!"

"-Really? OW! Alright, I'll go!"

"Wait!" the pigeon cried, flying after him as Qui-Gon tried to get away.

"Alright, I'm sorry! Just don't peck me anymore!"

"No, not that! Meesa go with you!"

"So you can punish me more for insulting the way you spake-I MEAN SPEAK?"

"No! Although yousa is xenophobic scum, meesa has to go with you! Meesa your humble servant!"

Qui-Gon glared at the creature.

"Why?" He asked uncertainly. It was certainly odd for something who hated his guts to want to be his servant.

"Because yoosa saved meesa's life. Tis demanded from the animators, it is!"

Just as Qu-Gon was thinking if he had known that he would have thought twice about saving the pigeon, loud laser fire could be heard. Obi-Futatsu was zooming away from another mecha, which almost squashed all three of them. Qui-Gon had to push the pigeon out of the way again to avoid getting squashed.

"Oh! Yousa saved me again!" The pigeon thanked after they got up and the gennai took down the mecha.

"What's this?" Obi-Futatsu asked. The pigeon looked offended.

"What's this? WHAT'S THIS? What do yousa mean talking about meesa like some thing? Meesa have feelings you know! And messa spake!"

"So yeah, what's this?" Obi-Futatsu asked again.

"Hey!"

"A local." Qui-Gon explained, "Now come on. We've got to get away before more come."

The pigeon looked startled.

"More? More did you say? EXSQUEEZE ME!" The pigeon called as it flew towards them.

"Exsqueeze me?" Obi-Futatsu mouthed.

"If yoosa looking for a safe place, then yoosa should go to the pigeon city. Safest place in Belleville!"

"A city? Can you take us there?"

Something suddenly occurred to the pigeon.

"Ah, I've just remembered that meesa was banished on pain of death."

"You're just remembering this now?" Obi-Futatsu said disbelievingly.

"If meesa go back there, there'll do terrible things to me!"

"Do you hear that? That is the sound of many terrible things coming this way." Qui-Gon told him.

"When they come here, they'll crush us into little tiny pieces." Obi-Futatsu added.

The pigeon looked startled.

"Yousa have convinced me with your generic description. This way, meesa show you! Come on, meesa show you!"

Qui-Gon and Obi-Futatsu followed the pigeon as it flew.

It wasn't really a city. More like an abandoned building. The trio entered what looked like the main hall, where it seemed most pigeons were gathered. At once every pigeon stopped what they were doing and stared at them.

"Er, hello, everybody," The pigeon guide replied nervously.

"NO! HE'S BACK! TIN-TIN BLINKS IS BACK!" one of the pigeons screamed.

A great number of pigeons panicked and started to fly away as if Godzilla had just invaded.

"Tin-Tin!" a young pigeon cried.

A small number of younger pigeons flew excitedly towards Tin-Tin as fast as the older pigeons were flying away.

"It seems that every pigeon under the human equivalent age of ten seem to adore Tin-Tin," Qui-Gon commented.

"And every pigeon above the human equivalent age of ten seem to feel the exact opposite," Obi-Futatsu added.

"Tin-Tin!" A braver pigeon shouted, "How dare yousa come back! Yousa in big doo-doo now!"

As it happened, Tin-Tin was standing in a puddle of bird dropping.

"Wow," said Obi-Futatsu, "And I thought MY puns were bad."

Eventually the trio were brought before the leader of the pigeons. He was giant, and fat.

And he was a human.

"Greetings, outlanders and Tin-Tin," He greeted in a deep, booming voice, "Meesa the Boss of the pigeons."

"Why is that fat man dressed like a pigeon?" Obi-Futatsu asked.

"Greetings oh mighty Boss," Qui-Gon greeted, "My friend and I were just passing through. We need to get to Paris."

"NO!" The fat man bellowed, "Even though weesa have nothing to lose with yoosa gone, weesa shall keep you here."

"I see. Well, maybe you will change your mind if I slip into something more-comfortable."

Qui-Gon unzipped himself from his head. His suit gave way, revealing himself in cross-dressed form. The pigeon leader's eyes almost jumped out of their sockets.

"Tee-hee-hee-hee," Qui-Gon giggled girlishly, "Come now, Boss. Couldn't you just let us go? Pretty please?"

"Hee hee hee," The boss chuckled, his face going red, "Well," he started scratching his cheek "Meesa suppose meesa could let this slip once."

"And would you also know of any form of transport you have that we could use?"

"Well, there is the abandoned vehicle just outside the city. Yoosa can use that."

"Great!" Qui-Gon reverted back to his normal speech, "And what's to become of Tin-Tin?"

"Heesa is to be punished for returning."

"Oh, come on Boss pigeon," Qui-Gon resumed his sexy voice, "Can't you let him come along with us, pretty-"

"Er, hold on Boss pigeon, I just need to talk to my, er, sister for a bit, Qui-Gon, what are you doing?" Obi-Futatsu whispered his master harshly.

"Well he did help us out," Qui-Gon whispered back, "It only seems fair to bring him along."

" But he's really annoying! And I've already found that out just by being with him for five seconds!"

"Obi-Futatsu," Qui-Gon explained to him patiently, "In every saga, there is a band of main characters. And within that band, there is one character whose role is to provide comic relief to the reader."

"Why do we even need a comic relief character? I can provide the reader with humour with my numerous puns."

"So Boss pigeon, I'll be desperately needing that banished pigeon now."

"What? My puns aren't THAT bad!"

"Besides, he owes a life debt to me, apparently dictated by your animators."

"Is this true, Tin-Tin?"

The chained up pigeon humbly nodded.

"Then yoosa shall go with these outlanders, and never come back!"

"Oh Messa don't know. Meesa would rather stay here and be punished than go along with these xenophobes. Ye animators! What am meesa saying?"

"Qui-Gon, he'd better be worth it!" Obi-Futatsu whispered harshly to his master.

In the city of Paris, the seat of government in Belleville, the divisions of snoopy droids were marching through the street. There was surprisingly little resistance. Madame Souza looked outside of her window at the army. She was surprisingly emotionless about the situation.

"We have just finished occupying every single space of Belleville, my lord," Raygun was saying to the hologram.

"Excellent, Viceroy-Captain. You have done well. Now go to the surface and force Protagonist Souza to sign a treaty making your occupation legal."

"Yes Sir."

The image vanished.

"You didn't tell him about the missing Gennai?" Dooreen mentioned.

"And tell him what? That the Gennai we were implicitedly supposed to kill have escaped and we don't know where they are?"

"I see your point. Hey, aren't you supposed to be the dumb leader and I the clever right hand man?"

"Usually. Wait, what are you talking about?"

The Gennai had got the car started and were on their way to Paris to rescue the protagonist. Tin-Tin was in the back, talking. Obi-Futatsu was not too sure what he was talking about, but it was annoying him to no end. Must-resist-urge-to kill, Obi Futatsu thought to himself.

"So Tin-Tin, how come you were banished?" Obi-Futatsu asked.

"Oh, theysa found meesa, er, annoying."

"Really? I can't imagine why!"

"Messa knows!"

 In the world of cartoons, a protagonist is the equivalent of a prime minister.

 In the world of cartoons, a title character is the equivalent of a head of state. Although in UK English, the Cartoon is known as 'Belleville Rendez-vous,' it's local name is 'Les Triplettes de Belleville,' or 'The Triplets of Belleville' referring to these three characters. In a sense, with three title characters but not one of them the protagonist, 'Belleville Rendez-vous' is essentially a constitutional triarchy (Although this is not recognised in the UK English speaking world, which refers to Belleville as a republic (A cartoon with no title character)).