The big cat spoke up first: "You're really clever in putting us up as skunks and getting us chased by that girlfriend you're with."
The second cat added, "Yeah, you ruined our fun, but now that we have you, revenge will be sweet."
"Any last requests before you're run to the ground?" Furrball smiled and nodded in response and he pointed straight. The other cats looked and saw no one, but before their heads turned, Furrball took out an airhorn and blew it right in their ears. The two cat bullies covered their ears real hard, while Furrball ran to get to Fifi. She, meanwhile, was brought in by someone she once dated: the Hollywood hotshot, Johnny Pew.

"Hey, babe. Did you miss me?" Before Fifi could respond, he put his hand over her mouth. "I knew you wouldn't. I thought you enjoyed seeing me the first time, but you didn't seem to enjoy it. When word got out that I got kicked out and brought as a pet, my reputation was nearly in shambles!
"Vous deedn't even care about moi," Fifi said looking sternly at him. "You only cared about yourself and you gave away my autograph!"
"C'mon, babe." responded Johnny. "That's just how it is. After you're tired with one date and want to try another, you gotta figure out a way to dump them and still be famous. It's the way Hollywood works, baby. You can't satisfy everyone. And now that I got those two cats
to mingle with your boyfriend for a while, nothing can stand in my way in my path for vengeance." It was obvious that he had it with Fifi and he now was willing to get rid of her once and for all. But then he got a loud buzz in the ear, as Furrball came just in time and blew his airhorn. Johnny immediately let go of Fifi as he covered his ears from the blare.
"Furrball!" Fifi exclaimed as she came and hugged him real tight. "Eet's good to see you, but what weell we do now? These guys weell keell us for sure."
"Here." said Furrball handing Fifi two paintcans of black and white. "We have to make a switch." Fifi ran to the two cats while Furrball had to tangle with Johnny Pew.
"So, you're the one?" Johnny said as he rubbed his blown ear. "Well, this outta be fun."

While the cat bullies were still dazed after being blown in the ear, Fifi immediately painted them in the exact same skunk colors as Furrball put them in before. Then, she did her daily routine in meeting a boy.
"Ooh la la!" she cried. "Eet looks like ze two hunks want anozher round of moi!"
The two cats looked at her in shock and started running for their lives. Once again, they were desperate to get away from her.

Meanwhile, Furrball kept jumping on different trashbins to get away from Johnny's punches and tiring him out.
"Quit screwing around, dirtbag. Come on, face me like a man!"
"My pleasure." Furrball smirked. "Let me show ya how it's done." He immediately headbutted into the skunk's chest and began to throw quicker punches from his little paws and rammed him against the wall. Johnny Pew got hit hard but he chuckled and said, "Not bad, kid. Now, it's my turn!" With that, he would give a bigger punch to Furrball and would rough him up more while the cat tried to resist the pain inflicted to him and dodge his moves.

The cat bullies soon came to the local car wash and in no time at all, they got themselves clean. But they were in for an even bigger surprise! Fifi was waiting for them on the other side and she looked at them quite sternly.
"Uh, h-h-hi." quivered the bigger cat. "Uh, sorry to lead you in a big misunderstanding the first time, but it was an accident that we got ourselves to look like skunks. Heh, heh."
The violet skunk began to walk closer to them while the cats took a few steps back. "Really, we mean it. You're really cute and all, but I think it's better to..." In that moment, they got sprayed. "OH YUCK!"

Back in the alley, the fighting raged on and both Johnny Pew and Furrball were getting tired out.
"Not bad." commented Johnny. "For a cat; now let's see how you deal with THIS!" He immediately grabbed his tail and unleashed his putrid spray to the little blue cat. But through the green smoke, he could hear the cat giggling to himself.
"Maybe I forgot to tell ya." said Furrball. "Ever since I met Fifi, I got used to this stuff." The cat took a deep breath and blew the putrid odor back to Johnny! The skunk found himself coughing in disgust.
"Oh man! This is so humiliating!" Then he felt one punch spinning him around, then another forcing him to go face down, then finally a kick from behind sending him to the trash bin. Furrball felt victorious to his win and finally caught up with Fifi. They both panted and were relieved that Johnny Pew and the cat bullies weren't anywhere close to them.

"Man, that was close!" Furrball happily wheezed.
"Too close!" responded Fifi still panting.
"Are you two alright?" asked a voice from the shadows. It belonged to a 19-year old dark blue cat. She was dressed in jean pants, white converse shoes, and an open plaid collared shirt with a black T-shirt underneath. "You need to be careful with punks like those in the streets, man."
"Vous seen them too?" asked Fifi quite surprised.
"Yeah, I did. Name's Terry. I'm a private eye in the ACME Police Department. I'm always on the lookout in tracking thugs and making sure that younger ones like you don't become their personal punching bags."
"Hey uh, Terry." said Furrball. "I know about the streets very well and the possible dangers that can be faced. I know I can take care of myself."
"Many others like you said that line, but all the same they soon got what came for them."
While Furrball was thinking about what Terry said, Fifi spoke up: "Zay Mademoiselle Terry, do vous know where zhe ACME Junkyard eez from here?"
"Y'mean the one with the big red Cadillac? Yeah, you just turn right and head straight. It's on your left; be careful out there."
"Thanks." responded Furrball. But as soon as the two left the teenaged cat behind, he began to have another strange feeling inside his own head.