"Hey that's not fair! give it back!" Megavolt was in a wild chase after QuackerJack, trying to get the innocent batteries back. "Don't hurt them!"

"Catcha Catcha!" Quackerjack Laughed as he jumped around.

"Come on give!" Megavolt cried as Quackerjack started jumping crawling upwards on some boxes in the warehouse they were currently in."

"Njah I don't think so." QuackerJack laughed, jumping all the way down to make a run for it.

"Why are you even doing this?" Megavolt asked.

"I was bored." Quackerjack shrugged. "And with no Bushy your next in line, aren't you feeling lucky?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, just peachy." Megavolt gritted. "Now you made me think of him again and I had forgotten." he sunk down on his knees. "And he in the clutches of that Dolt! Darkwing."

"Oh no now you got me depressed." Quackerjack had stopped jumping around. "I just thought to deviate a bit so I wouldn't have to think about it."

"Can't you just imagine what he is going to do?" Megavolt asked grabbing Quackerjacks jester costume to almost smack his face up in Quackerjacs face. "The torture! the humiliation!"

"The talks about being selfless acts and giving!" Quackerjack cried out.

and both jumped aside exclaiming an simultaneous. "Ewww!"

and that was suddenly as a scramble sounded. at once the two villains jumped into each other's arms as they looked horrified in the direction of the sound.

"Who..who's there?" Quackerjack asked in a shaking voice.

"Erh Nega.. oll buddy, don't listen in like that." Megavolt swallowed. "You know that we said, we didn't mean it! honestly, we are totally with you."

Quackerjack nodded while only to visible crossing his fingers.

"Auch, oh erh!" the unknown intruder exclaimed as he thought his way ford, having obviously tripped in all of the boxes. "So..sorry." the duck who was not Negaduck looked up, before pressing a finger towards his beak. "Shhh."

"BUSHY!" the two villains exclaimed and immediatly ran for him.

Quackerjack reached him first and easily picked him up, litteratly lifting Bushroot from the ground before drawing the unfortunate Doctor into a crushing hug. "Don't do stuff like that! mr. Banana head was worried sick!"

"How did you escape?" Megavolt moped at him. "I thought Darkwing took you!"

"Yeah.. erh well." Bushroot tried to compose himself as he was let down on the ground. "It's a long story." he at last muttered, before looking up. "How are you guys?" he asked.

"To say that Negaduck is pissed would be the understatement of the century." Quackerjack swallowed. "He really wants you dead."

"You shouldn't even be here! What are you doing!" Megavolt horriefied seemed to realise. "If he finds you here it's buy buy Bushy, and if he finds out that you were here and we didn't give you to him there will be a double hanging tomorrow!"

"Then don't tell him!" Bushroot pleaded. "I would do the same for you!"

hesitating Qackerjack and Megavolt looked at each other, exchanging a nonverbal communication, before at last nodding.

"All right." Megavolt at last said. "But only because it would our heads if he knew! literately!"

"But your fine right?" Bushroot asked.

"As fine as you can be when a maniac would really like to chop you up with a chainsaw." Quackerjack told. "That's what happened to us today, how about you."

"Nothing note worthy." Bushroot shrugged. "I'm fine, I thinking about making a permanent vacation to Hawaii, so you wont ever have to worry about me ever again."

"Why have I never come up with such a plan?" Megavolt asked defeated.

"You love this city too much." Bushroot suggested.

"Yeah." Megavolt agreed in a smile.

"Oh i'm glad your fine, listen.. my green house." Bushroot started.

"Don't go there!" Qackerjack exclaimed immediately. "It's on constant surveillance, anyone sets a food in there and he'll be fried even before he knows what happened."

"What about my plants?" Bushroot asked horrified.

"Well.. last time I checked nothing was hurt." Megavolt scratched his head as he was in the middle of the very difficult act of retrieving memories.

"Everything's fine! now stop before you short ciequit!" Quackerjack cut Megavolt off.

"How's Licky?" Bushroot then at last asked.

"Fine, you know how he is." Quackerjack started explaining. "slippery, if any-one can slip out of it he can, and he's on surveillance right now.. in the green house."

"So that's a no go." Bushroot murmured. "Well, your fine, that's good, I think I will be going to Cuba."

"Wasn't it Hawaii?" Quackerjack asked.

"What-ever." Bushroot shrugged. "Look, it was really great seeing you guys, and if Negaduck ever gives up on the green house, it would be great if you could take some of the plants, they are worth money you know, just sell them to a place good, like a botanic centre, or a university. I assure you they will pay good money for them."

"I'll write it down." Megavolt nodded.

"Oh, well.. buy guys." Bushroot at last say. "Don't worry, No post cards so there is no way Negaduck will know you even saw me." and he wandered the long way out.

.. long after that, as it was once again day time, Bushroot had fought himself all the way through town, through the snow and on food it had taken hours on end, simply because he didn't have pocket change for the bus, and then finally he was there.. standing right in front of a fine little yellow house, with a nice garden outside, lots of plants were to be found in it, small tress, all covered in snow. Bushroot retrieved his list and read through the words again.

Spike

Green house.

Megavolt

Quackerjack

Liquidator.

those were the words, the single things he wanted to see or speak to.. though there was one word more to be found, Bushroot was left to stare quite a while on the word swallowing, and then shaking.. probably because he was literately freezing to the bone, he wouldn't be surprised if he was in fact blue right now. yet, his eyes were festooned on the word.

Rhoda

he gulped an extra turn.. well, he made it all the way to here.. now it was just all about doing it he cheated himself while folding the paper, and then thought himself through the snow all the way up to the entrance.. for a moment he just stood there in front of the door, and he had to use all of his will to raise his hand, and knock three times.. and there was silence.

This was stupid! why did he even do this? It was pointless.

He was just about to turn around to make a run for it, as it was suddenly to late. the door was opened. "Yeas." a female voice sounded.

Bushroot stiffled together from the spot, and then swallowed as he slowly turned his head. And there she was, Doctor Rhoda Dendron looking at least as beautiful as Bushroot remembered her beak slightly open and her eyes slightly widened. "Doctor Bushroot!" she exclaimed.

At last Bushroot turned all the way around. "Hallo Doctor Dendron." he managed to say.

For some time there was silence, Rhoda looking wide-eyed at him and Bushroot fimbling under her gaze.

"Look." Bushroot at last broke the silence. "I know this must be a little weird for you." his hand found it's way to his neck which he nervously scratched as he spoke. "If not... even down right unpleasent, but the thing just is. Something is happening to me, and I don't know what, I'll may go away in a little while and before that happens." he was looking at the ground instead of her as he rambled, not able to look her in the eyes. "I just wanted to appologies, to you.. you've stood up for me, all the time we've worked together and how did I repay you?" he defeated slunk together. "by trying to mutate you, I'm really sorry, I wouldn't want that to happen for anyone."

Suddenly something Bushroot didn't quite register at once happened.. it took a while for him to figure that he was being hugged.

"Doctor Dendron!" he exclaimed surprised.

"Oh I'm sorry." Dendron retrieved back, whipping a tear away with her hand. "I've was just so shocked to see you.. as you! and happy."

"You.. are?" Bushroot asked.

"I know you couldn't have been yourself." Dendron stated. "You would never hurt a flie."

"Well, flies perhaps, to feet my fly traps with." Bushroot admitted.

"So maybe flies." Dendron conquered. "But not people."

"Don't tell yourself things, you know that isn't true." Bushroot sighed.

"Oh you mean our former colleagues?" Dendron asked. "They were fine once the hedge shears had gotten through to them."

"Oh that's good." Bushroot sighed releaved. "Well, I guess that's it, that was all I came for just saying.. I'm sorry, and.. thank you for standing up for me, I would have brought some flowers, just to give something.. but that seems a bit ironic.. So I guess I'll better be going, it was really good to see you!" he was just about to turn around, and this time making a quick get away for good.

"Reginald wait!"

Reginald? confused Bushroot turned around again and looked up at her.

"Oh sorry, Doctor Bushroot." Dendron corrected herself.

"No, Reginald is fine.. it's good.. in fact, it's an honour." he stammered.

"Oh.. well. Reginald." Dendron tried. "Then it's Rhoda."

"Rhoda.." Bushroot echoed.

"Wont you come in?" she finally asked.

confused Bushroot pointed at himself.

"Just for a cup of coffee." Dendron ellaborated. "And you can tell me what happened, I promise I wont call the police."

"Oh that wasn't what I was afraid of at all." Bushroot murmered very nervously scratching his neck.

"Then what's the trouble?" Dendron asked stepping aside gesturing for him to follow.

"Your sure?" Bushroot asked.

"It's just coffee." Dendron answered.

"Oh right, yeas. Coffee." Bushroot nodded. "Sure, why not, it's not like it means anything all though." he halted. "I don't do well with coffee anymore, plants and coffeine doesn't mix."

"Your still half plant?" Dendron asked stunned.

"Oh no, how silly of me." Bushroot face palmed himself. "Sometimes you just forget so easily you know, olds habits and all that."

"That's all right, I do prefer herbal tea myself." Dendron assured. "Come in, I make some, it's to cold to be standing out here! it's a wonder you havn't turned blue yet"

At last Bushroot made it all the way inside and the door was closed behind him, gulping he looked around.. it was merely the fronthall and yet there was all ready several plants in here, their mere presence made him relax, if only a little. "Your sure about this?" he asked as he removed the damp jacket to hang it with the others, Dendron was all ready out in the kitchen. "I still am I most wanted criminal."

"oh who cares, what people doesn't know wont hurt them." Dendron called back. "Just make yourself at home."

hesistanly Bushroot popped his head inside of the living rooms, there were plants absolutely everywhere, at once Bushroot relaxed he couldn't help it, it was like being in the enviroment he belonged for the very first time, it was not entirely his green house but close enough, relaxed he wandered inside trying to take it all in, naming all of the plants in his head, he bowed down to sniff to an pink azaleas, mostly known as a morning Rhododendron, as fully exspected it had a sweet sugar like nectar smell. "She sure take good care of you guys." he mumbled to the plant. "I mean look at that green colour and this sieze, your a real beauty aren't you."

"Thea is ready." Dendron made her entrance.

"Dah!" Bushroot jumped up in the air. "Doctor Dendron, I mean Rhoda.. I mean.. urh.. I wasn't. I mean."

"You were talking to the plants." Dendron shrugged. "That is nothing new, you have done that for as long as I've known you." she told as she sat down placing the tray in front of herself.

"I have.. oh." Bushroot fumbled. "I guess it just makes more sense whey they can talk back.. I wasn't sure if it was a habit I had gained or.."

"If you ask me it's no worse than old ladies talking to their cats." Dendron shrugged pouring up herbal thea in two mugs. "Spending hours on end everyday only with plants I suppose it's only natural to start talking to them.. I hope, or I went crazy a long time ago." she murmered.

"You must do other stuff." Bushroot tried.

"I life for my carrier." Dendron shrugged. "And my carrier is plant science."

"That's honestly a shame.." Bushroot murmered accepting a mug of herbal tea, that instantly warmed his hands.

Dendron lifted an eyebrow. "Your saying I shouldn't pursue the scientific knowledge."

"No no!" Bushroot assured. "I just mean.. you really are very smart and the scientific world owe you so much, but your also very nice.. and well, doesn't take a doctor degree to figure.. urh well, pretty, you should take all out of life you could get." He told. "You disserve to life! see it all, try it all."

"That's very nice of you to say." Dendron answered. "But enough about me.. what happened to you? I've been having an eye on the news when you appeared, but I had no clue you were searching for a cure, you should have come to me."

"I wasn't." Bushroot injected. "I mean.. no I wasn't looking for a cure at all.. it just happened, one evening I was feeling under the weather and the next morning." he looked down on his hand. "It's all good though, I'm glad it's over." he shuddered lightly. "it's like waking up from a nightmare." and plummet right down in another one was his exact thoughts... though sitting here.. it felt so warm and safe, Rhoda there.. it was like a dream, he tried to hide a yawn behind his hand.

"Am I that boring?" Rhoda asked amused.

"Oh no! Don't think that!" Bushroot told. "It's just been such a long night.. day.. night."

"Make up your mind." Rhoda urged, still as amused.

"Night and day." Bushroot then told defeated. "Two nights and a entire day." he desperately tried to conceal another yawn. "I think I'll better be going."

"Going where?" Dendron asked a little worried.

"I'll think of something." Bushroot shrugged.

"You don't have any-where to go do you?" Rhoda asked.

"Don't think about me." Bushroot coughed down in his hand.

"Oh no, you're getting ill!" Dendron exclaimed. "It must be the cold! that horrible ice outside."

"No really, I'm fine." Bushroot tried to assure, but it was only to obviouse that he wasn't.

Dendron stood up to place a hand on his forehead. "Your cold as ice." she stunned commented. "I thought you would be warm, not cold."

"Part plant, different rules." Bushroot coughed down in his hand.

"Your still part plant?" Dendron asked. "Oh for heaven's sake you need sunlight! c-vitamins! come on!" she pulled him up on his legs and drew him with her, through the house and into a little green house, lighted up with artificial sun light. "Stay here." she gestured. "Sit down." she commanded.

Unable to even come with a comeback, Bushroot just found it wise to do as was told.

"How are you feeling now?" Dendron asked. "And be completely honest." she injected as he was about to open his beak.

Which indeed made Bushroot change his mind mid-way through. "Cold." he at last admitted, wrapping his arms around himself.

"Stay here." Dendron then commented. "I'll be right back." and she turned around to swush out, mumbling something about men and their stupidity.