I remember this part of the tale the best. Which ever way you look at it I shouldn't be here today; I shouldn't be able to tell you it. And, to be completely honest, when the image comes to my mind it brings tears to my eyes. One New AllyI had endangered and almost killed with the bloodlust leapt in front of me, roaring, just as Flippy fired. The bullet went right through the chest of the brave pig. It dropped through the other side, having been damaged by the pigs' bones. Flippy aimed at my head, getting ready to fire. I should have been terrified and furious and miserable but instead I was only shocked. The bullet never came, because that was Flippy's last bullet. He could have killed me a million different ways I will not go into but he seemed to remember last time we battled and got the impression that I would send him home with some wounds or with a broken neck, when in truth if we had battled my blood would have been drying on the floor. He turned tail and fled, with me sitting there. I was finally able to make sense of the cold wind, and the pig with blood flowing out of his chest. Then I realized he was still alive.

I was a good fighter, but I had no idea what to do in order to save the pig. My mind, therefore, went into crash mode and I started freaking out. I blinked back tears, however, and cradled the pig.

"Fowl Play… you saved a lot of us. It is an honour to take a bullet for you." He whispered, and put his head down in my arms.

"I know I'm going to die. I only ask you this... protect my family." He muttered weakly, and then died. In my arms, blood flowing over me, his killer somewhere in the dark night, laughing, knowing that instead of killing me he had just made my existence that much worse, drinking coffee and enjoying biscuits.

I would be furious but instead I felt sick and weakened. I had let this pig die without even trying to help him medically. Some kind of leader I was…

I kept vigil that night, guarding his body. If anybody tried to touch him I'd keep them from doing so with my life without hesitation. He was my hero. And even though he died because of me, and my foolish nature, believing I could save Flippy, he filled me with hope as well, knowing that there were still brave toons, ready to fling themselves into death without question to keep the flame of hope and equality alive.

The next morning, I returned to the base of the New Allies. Oh, I forgot to tell you earlier! After leaving Bossbot HQ, we travelled underground and made a base, building it high up and eventually it rose above land. Anyway, when I reached the base, carrying the pig, I talked to Princess Bubbles who had hurried up to me.

"Oh no, that's Jeff!" She cried.

"I didn't even know his name…. he saved my life." I told her. Summer , hearing Princess Bubbles, came out of her room.

"Jeff! No!" She screamed and ran towards him.

By now the area was filling with people, outraged and confused at the loss of this pig. I eventually stepped up to a stage, carrying Jeff with me.

"Jeff here saved my life by taking a bullet for me when an attempt to help Flippy and stop his hatred towards us and the cogs. It cost Jeff his life, but his final action speaks more about him than a million words. This brave toon leapt in front of me to stop the bullet and to save somebody he hardly knew. To keep the battle going and to give us a chance to bring equality and fairness to Toontown. This toon was one of the bravest, most loyal toons I've known. We will remember him forever." I said. I should have said more, I know I should have, but the words wouldn't come. I trudged up to my room, followed by Summer.

"You didn't know Jeff, did you?" She asked quietly.

"No. Why is he so famous?" I asked her.

"When the bomb went off, he was the one who got most of us out. He asked for us to not tell you, but… I feel Kit should be mentioned now." She told me.

"Summer, I can't cope. I've failed the cogs, I've failed the Allies, and now I've failed Jeff."

"You haven't failed anybody. We need a leader like you who cares about his enemies and will try to help them before attacking them. The only thing is, we need to take a new approach to this. Flippy is target number one. From what you told me, this bloodthirst thing or whatever it is controls him completely. So why not kill him, just temporarily, and cleanse him?" She said.

"How do we kill him "just temporarily"?" I replied, intrigued.

"We'll put him to sleep first, and give him some poison. Then we'll give him the antidote and restart his heart." She explained.

"Do you think it would work?" I questioned.

"We could give it a shot. This thing is part of his mind, and if that shuts down it would just wipe out, I think."

I was getting excited now. We had some work to do, but we could do it.

"We'll have to capture him first, and after last night's fiasco, he may be a little more security conscious, though." I pointed out.

"Not to worry. We can gather our soldiers and pretend to attack Toontown Central with bombs. When he comes to evacuate we knock him out and take him back to the base. Simple." She replied happily.

"If we get Flippy to convert, everybody else could convert too! We won't have to force them to, a lot of toons are loyal to Flippy." My excitement really was growing now.

"I'll tell the others. You go and work on the plan. Soon, we'll have a mayor to kill." She said, grinning. And despite everything, I grinned too.