Alright, time for more hilarity.
d~b
Flanigan arched an eyebrow at the script, while Pugsy kept his face in his palm. "Er, very nice, boys… though wouldn't parents be a bit appalled that you made it seem like some sort of drug-addiction?" Flanigan asked.
"Actually the PSA part was more of a joke- we were just referring to our fans on fanfiction, giving a bit of a shout out to those who still remember us, you know?" Flip commented.
"Yeah… but did you have to use ME as the addictee?" Pugsy sneered.
"Hey, I volunteered… but there's already ENOUGH people saying those sort of things about me," Shaggy said, scowling a bit. "You enjoy eating, and everyone thinks it has to do with-"
"I think I've read enough scripts, boys." Flanigan cut in. "Don't get me wrong, your plots are quite… interesting… but I don't think it's what everyone is looking for,"
"Well, that's what makes our show different than the rest," Flip pointed out. "It involves a different genre for every episode, and includes different cameos- even from different channels! It has new plots that have yet to be done, plots that have been done before, and even plots that were a hit but are rarely seen anymore…" he took out another script. "And this one is kind of a combination of all three!"
Flanigan sighed, looking at the script… though his eyes widened a bit. "Oh… this is one I haven't heard of in a while,"
Shaggy and Pugsy looked at the script, and the shorter teen gave Flip a glare. "I thought we agreed to edit that one," he said, sharply.
"I did. See?" Flip pointed at it. "I managed to spell 'penitentiary' right."
Shaggy and Pugsy slapped their foreheads.
"Well… maybe one more script couldn't hurt," Flanigan said with a shrug, then began to read.
d~b
~Episode 11~
Jail Birdbrains
Late one night, at the National Bank of Toontown, three figures ran out a window-
*CRASH!*
That is, after one of them threw a desk through it, causing the alarm to blare. "Dang it, Murf! I tolds ya to keep it subtle!" the shortest silhouette said, having a gruff voice.
"Duh, sorry boss, but the door wouldn't open," The tallest one said, with a low-tone.
"Oh forget it! C'mon, just run! Moxy, do your thing,"
The middle figure shrugged, reaching into their shirt and pulling out a stick of dynamite, lighting it and tossing it clear across the room, then they all dived through the window, ducking as the fuse ran out-
*KA-BOOM!*
…and the top of the bank was blown off. "That should keep the coppers occupied while we make a break for it," the short one said.
"We wouldn't have had to blow the joint, if you didn't let that tunnel cave-in," The middle one said, with an accent similar to that of Fran Drescher's.
"And let the cops find a trace to our hide-out? Keep in mind, sweetheart, if we blow this job, it's curtains for us,"
"Whatever,"
"To the Ditch Dune!" They ran down in an alley, where a black dune-buggy with red flames on the side awaited them, and they took off, just as the police pulled up to the demolished bank.
d~b
The next day, the investigation was in the papers, as a pair of cops were putting up 'Wanted' posters, which had photographs of the suspects/criminals:
WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE
THE BOMB-SQUAD
'Wanted for bank heists, bombings, kidnappings, muggings, and littering'
$2000 REWARD
The cops knew the trio of criminals were behind last night robberies… considering they were the only ones who would blow up a bank after robbing it- and a note that read, 'Ha ha ha! Take that, coppers! ~Signed, The bomb squad- ouch! (sorry, boss)- I mean, someone who isn't the bomb squad'.
By the mall, a few girls were shopping, who we can recognize as Suzy and Anne Chan, Daphne Blake, Velma Dinkley, and Kim, the latter reading the paper. "Did you read this? Those Bomb-Squad criminals robbed the bank in Toontown," she said. "And the cops can't find a trace on them, except for that message one of them left behind,"
"Not too bright of criminals, are they?" Anne quipped.
"I hope they don't come here," Daphne said. "Toontown is only 20 miles away,"
"I'm sure they wouldn't be dumb enough to come here," Suzy replied. "They could be spotted."
"What do they look like, anyway?" Velma asked Kim.
Kim looked at the paper to see-
"LOOK OUT!" came a shout.
*WHOOSH!*
Shaggy shot by on a skateboard, with Flip hanging on to a cord tied around his waist. "WHOOOOAAAA!" they cried as they zipped by the girls, so fast that the paper was blown out of Kim's hands and into a fountain.
*WHAM!*
Luckily, they managed to stop when they made it to the brick wall. Pugsy came running by. "That's (puff puff) the last time (gasp) I promise to take (wheeze) Flip to the Sports shop…" he said, out of breath.
"What were you two thinking?" Suzy demanded, storming over.
"I was just trying on my skates, and Shaggy was trying a knack at rock climbing…" Flip began to explain.
"And before anyone could even blink, Shaggy somehow fell off the plaster-mountain, the cord snapped, he landed on a skateboard, Flip tried to grab it to stop him… and here we are now," Pugsy finished, crossing his arms.
"It's not my fault these cords are so cheap," Shaggy scoffed.
"Good thing for you- considerating you'll be paying for the damage this time," he turned to Kim. "So, when are the others going to meet up with us?"
"Biff is almost done with his shift, and Fangs will be here any minute," Kim answered. "We were just talking about those criminals who blew up the Toontown bank last night,"
"You think they'll strike here, next?" Flip asked, taking off the skates.
"I doubt it- they couldn't get away with anything around here," Pugsy said.
"We should still keep an eye out- right as soon as I get a new paper so we can find out what they look like," Kim said.
"Probably just look like your everyday creepos- they should be easy to spot,"
The two cops had finished putting up the poster, standing in front of it. "Well, that's all of them." The first one said. "Hope everyone will notice them,"
"Yeah, those creeps could blend in anywhere," The second said, and they turned away, showing the picture of the criminals called Murf, Moxy, and Molo.
And it was shocking to see that Molo looked like Flip, but with a gray suit, tall hat, and a cigar; Murf looked like Shaggy, but with five o'clock shadow, a tooth missing, and a tiny boulder-hat; and Moxy looked like Pugsy but with longer hair… and dressed in drag… with a lot of make-up… and if he were a woman.
Luckily, there were many differences that could help tell the criminals apart from our three heroes, so they couldn't possibly confuse them for-
"Say… those three guys look familiar- HOLY SMOKES, IT'S THE BOMB SQUAD!" The first cop shouted when he saw them passing by.
"LETS GET THEM!" The second shouted.
…okay, so maybe the cops couldn't spot the differences. But maybe getting closer, they would certainly tell they made a mistake-
*BAM!*
"OOF!" The threesome cried when the cops tackled them.
"You three are under arrest!" The first cop shouted.
…So, they made another boo-boo. But maybe, once the kids speak, they will realize they sound nothing like the criminals, apologize for the misunderstanding, and let them go.
"Like, what are you talking about?!" Shaggy cried.
"We didn't do anything wrong!" Flip added.
"What's going on here?!" Pugsy demanded.
"Oh, don't think that disguising your voices will help you, any!" The second cop snapped. "We know about you- you guys are always pulling some act to sneak through town!"
…Alright, so these cops are idiots. Sue me.
"What are you talking about?" Daphne demanded.
"Stay back, girls! You're in the presence of the Bomb Squad!" The first officer said. "C'mon, you punks! We're taking you downtown!"
"But this is a mistake! They're not criminals, they're our friends!" Kim told them.
"So, you fooled these nice girls, eh?! You make me sick!" The second officer sneered at our heroes.
"But they're right! We're not the Bomb Squad!" Flip cried. "You've got the wrong guys!"
"Yeah, yeah, that's what they ALL say- and cut out with the kid-character, Molo, it ain't fooling anybody!"
"It's off to the State Penitentiary for you two," The first officer told Flip and Shaggy, then turned to Pugsy. "..And the Women's State Prison for you!"
Pugsy gawked. "But… I-I'm a man!" he stammered.
"Ha! With that girlish figure? Give me a break,"
"Girlish WHAT?" Shaggy questioned.
The cops hauled them away, and by this time the rest of the Chan Clan, Biff, Fangs, Freddy, and Scooby arrived, seeing the commotion from a distance. "Girls! What's going on?" Freddy asked.
"The cops mistook Shaggy, Pugs, and Flip as the Bomb Squad." Suzy said, wincing.
"And no wonder, look at this poster!" Velma said, spotting one of the 'Wanted' posters and holding it up. "Those criminals do strike a resemblance to them…"
Stanley and Fangs took one look at the picture and snorted their sodas. "Yeah (hee hee) except Pugs doesn't wear that much make-up…" Stanley snickered.
"Get serious, you two!" Daphne snapped. "We have to go down to the police station and clear their names!"
"Lets go!" Biff agreed, and they took off.
Not knowing that, ducked behind some newspapers (one of them held upside-down), the three criminals looked up. "Well, seems like we're off the hook," Molo said, smirking. "Looks like the job will go well this time,"
"Yeah… Heck, lets go down to the police station and laugh in their faces! They'll feel like idiots knowing they arrested the wrong guys!" Murf laughed, stupidly.
Moxy hit him with her paper. "You dimwit, then they'd arrest US!" she snapped. "We gotta make sure we keep it discrete- and as long as those cops think they've got us, we won't have any trouble."
"Moxy's right. By the time they realize they've got the wrong guys, the job will be done, and we'll be out of the country," Molo said, smirking. "C'mon, lets get a move on."
d~b
Our three heroes, meanwhile, were put into a holding cell, while the cops called the State prisons to send an escort for them. "You've got to believe us, we're not criminals!" Flip called. "I'm Flip Chan, son of Detective Chan- just bring him down, he'll notice me!"
"Yeah, sure- you're the son of The Amazing Chan, and before that you were the manager of the Dragon Empire Casino, and before that you were an understudy in 'The King and I'. I know how your disguises work, runt." The first cop scoffed.
"It isn't a disguise! And when Mr. Chan finds out you've arrested his son under false charges, you'll be kissing that badge goodbye!" Pugsy sneered.
"Heh, whatever you say, little lady."
"I'm. A. GUY."
"You've got to understand, I can't go to prison! I'll never make it!" Shaggy was whimpering. "I won't survive the night- I'll have to take on the toughest guy, and that will NOT be an easy task to win! The food is terrible, I'll starve to death! I've got a dog to feed at home! I DON'T WANT TO GO TO JAIL!"
"Maybe you should have thought of THAT before turning to a life of crime, then!"
The second officer entered just then, with four very rough-looking guards. "Escorts are here," he said.
Shaggy let out a wail.
"For the last time, this is all a big mistake! Those real criminals are out there!" Flip sputtered, while two guards grabbed him and Shaggy and took them out.
The other two guards gripped Pugsy by the arms, while he thrashed in their grips. "You ignorpotomases are going to be sorry for this!" he shouted, promisingly.
The guards shoved them on two separate buses, and drove off… just when their friends pulled up, rushing into the office. "Where are our friends?" Daphne demanded.
"You mean those criminals you were hanging around with? They've been sent off to the State Prisons," the first officer answered.
"WHAT?!" They all cried.
"You idiots, you just sent my nine-year-old brother to prison!" Henry Chan snapped.
"What kind of morons are you?! Can't you tell them from THESE CREEPS?!" Mimi Chan snapped, holding up the poster.
"Yeah, especially since one of them is a GUY!" Fangs added, then rubbed his arm. "Believe me, I know- he hits like one!"
"Alright, that's enough! If you kids are SO SURE we got the wrong guys, then we'll let them go… if you can bring us the 'real' criminals," The second officer scoffed.
"We will, and you're going to regret this!" Velma snapped, and they walked out.
"Okay, good luck!" The first officer laughed. "Some people just don't know criminals when they seem them."
d~b
Day One in Prison:
Flip and Shaggy were dropped off at the State Penitentiary, where they were sent through the security check, their personal items taken into custody. Flip went through first and the guards took his shoes, some change in his pockets, a yo-yo and a couple sticks of gum; Shaggy went through next, losing his shoes, his phone, a large triple-supreme pizza, nine boxes of girl-scout cookies, a bag of chips, a box of cupcakes, a box of donuts, three different kinds of beef jerky, eight tacos, a lollipop, five candy-bars, and a ten-foot long sub-sandwich.
The guards looked at Shaggy, wondering how he could fit so much into just one pocket. "Good grief, man." The first guard said. "What's in your other pocket?!"
"Seconds." Shaggy answered.
Once they were stripped of their belongings, they were given orange jumpsuits and placed in a cell. "My mom's going to have a heart-attack when she hears about this." Shaggy gulped.
"Your mom, my dad! He's going to blow his top!" Flip replied. "Speaking of which, I wonder how Pugs is doing…"
d~b
When he was going through the security check, Pugsy was hoping the guards would notice he wasn't a woman and realize they had the wrong criminals. Unfortunately, they didn't really check that far- only felt around his pockets, took his possessions, and gave him a hot-pink jumpsuit. "Uh, aren't these supposed to be orange?" he questioned.
"Yeah, but the warden had the colors changed, since the women kept getting confused with the men in the prison next door." the guard replied, then added closely. "Though, even with different jumpsuits, I still wouldn't be able to tell them apart. Half the chicks here look like men- so don't feel bad, you'll fit right in."
Pugsy sneered. "Buddy, I've got ONE THING that would have me stick out amongst the rest of the inmates here."
"Yeah, yeah, we all know how famous you are with dynamite. Every gal here has a special quality. Now get that suit on and get out on the court!" He shoved him into a small room with no windows to change in.
He shook his head. "We'll see how special my quality is when its time to hit the showers."
d~b
Back in town, the others were searching around for any signs of the real crooks. Fangs, Henry, Stanley, and Velma were searching around downtown by a local bar. "We might be able to catch those crooks here- there's a bunch of creeps who hang around this place," Henry whispered.
"Maybe someone even knows where we can find them. Question is, how will we get some answers?" Velma asked herself.
"Leave it to me, Velma," Stanley said, and to everyone's surprise he was dressed up as a thug in a sweater, a ski-cap, torn jeans, with a thin-mustache drawn on, and mascara scribbled on his eyebrows to make them look thicker. He then talked in a gruff, Boston-accent. "I'll get us some answers. Watch this performance!"
Henry face-palmed. "Great. I'm going to end up with TWO brothers in prison," he groaned.
Stanley walked into the bar- then not even a second later he was thrown out. "What happened?" Fangs asked.
"It's ladies' night- no men allowed." he answered… then put on a long wig. "Good thing I've come prepared!"
"I think we should try a different approach, Stanley." Velma said, then turned to Fangs. "Fangs, could you transform into your lycanthropic counterpart?"
Fangs blinked. "Huh?"
"Look at the moon." Henry and Stanley said together.
"How come?" Fangs looked up… and in a swirl, turned into Fangface. "Arrooo! *grr* Where's Pugs? Where is he?! I'll tear him apart! *grr*"
"He's in prison, which is where you come in." Henry told him, holding up a 'Wanted' poster. "We need to get a trace on these criminals- Shaggy, Pugsy and Flip were mistaken for them, and the only way we can clear their names is if we catch the real ones."
"But how? He can't pick up their scent if we don't know where they've been," Stanley questioned.
"We can go to Toontown and see if he can pick up a scent at the ruined bank," Velma added.
"Lets go then," Henry agreed.
d~b
Freddy, Kim, Biff, Daphne, Suzy, and Anne looked around the mall, where they found a clue. "Someone dropped a notepad here," Suzy said, picking it up. "And look what it says!"
"'Note to self: Do not forget the address to the hideout at the pier- Warehouse 55, the trap door… uh… and don't lose the notebook.'" Anne read, arching an eyebrow. "Sounds similar to that note that was left at the scene of the crime,"
"Lets call up the others and tell them," Biff said.
"Hold it- we don't know where Warehouse 55 is. It could be in a completely different town!" Daphne pointed out.
"There's more," Suzy said, flipping the pages of the notebook. "'Note to self again: Warehouse 55 is in San Diego.'"
"Well, that helps. We'll just head there-" Freddy began.
"Hold on, there's something else…" Suzy sighed. "'In case I forget about that hideout, go to the backup hideout in New Mexico, the old cabin on the mountain with a rock that looks like a thumbs-up.'" she turned the page. "'Oh, wait! We blew that one up. It's really the caves in Arizona- or maybe somewhere in Yuma… um… note to self: ask Molo where the hideouts are.'"
Kim sighed. "Apparently, a notebook left behind by the dumb crook won't help much, if he can't remember their hideouts." she muttered.
"Then we'll start at Warehouse 55," Biff said. "San Diego isn't too far from here, so those criminals must be heading there,"
"It's our only lead." Freddy agreed with a shrug.
d~b
Meanwhile, Tom, Alan, Nancy, Mimi, Scooter, Chu-Chu and Scooby were looking around an alley close to the mall, the two dogs sniffing around. "Just wait until we catch up to those creeps- I'll teach them not to frame Flip!" Scooter said, viciously swinging his fists.
"You're too small to take on criminals- just stand watch and make sure no goons come this way." Mimi ordered, then turned to Chu-Chu. "Chu-Chu, you keep an eye on him, too."
Scooter crossed his arms, sitting down on a box while the others went deeper into the alley. No one noticed Murf walking by, scratching his head. "Duh, now which way was it?" he asked, turning his back.
Scooter looked up at him. "Where are you going?" he asked.
"Ah, I'm trying to get to our hideout, but I forgot which way to go."
"Where's your hideout?"
"By the old ice-cream shop… I think…"
"Just go two blocks down, then take a left, and keep walking until you see a building with a giant ice-cream cone on it."
"Gee, thanks!" Murf then walked away.
Scooter nodded… then did a double-take, his eyes wide, then ran down the alley. "GUYS! I SAW HIM! I SAW ONE OF THE CROOKS!"
"Where?" Tom asked.
"That way! He's heading for the old ice-cream shop!"
"Lets go! Maybe we can head him off!"
They took a shortcut to the ice-cream shop, where they watched Murf go through a window. "Lets go get the others!" Alan whispered. "You guys stay here while Tom and I go."
They took off, leaving the kids to keep an eye on the hideout. "Now we just have to catch those crooks, and-" Nancy began.
*BOOM!* The west side of the wall exploded, and the criminals drove away.
Freddy, Kim, Suzy, Biff, and Anne came running over. "They blew up their hideout!" Mimi said, shocked.
"Which means… they've probably blown up their other one, too." Kim said, sadly.
"Great. Now what?" Freddy asked.
Anne's cell rang just then. "Hello? …Stanley? Where are you guys?" She asked.
"We're in Toontown, by the bank." Stanley answered on the other line. "You guys won't believe what we've found!"
d~b
Day Two:
The routine at the State Prison was already hard to get used to, especially at curfew. Shaggy and Flip had trouble sleeping, since one of the inmates tried suffocating his bunkmate with a pillow, and a guy reached through their bars trying to steal Flip's hat, so they both sat up on the top mattress, not getting any sleep until 3 AM.
…And then everyone had to get up at 5 AM, being served cold, bland oatmeal and warm skim milk for breakfast, and then being sent out into a field surrounded with an electric fence to dig holes… then fill them back up to do the same thing tomorrow.
After a lunch consisting of canned green beans, stale bread, dry meat and tap-water, they were allowed fifteen minutes free time on the court, where they sat on the bench, trying to keep from getting noticed. "We can't go on like this- it's only our second day and already I feel like I'm going to crack!" Shaggy stammered.
"Calm down, Shaggy, don't lose your nerves- they always go for the weak ones," Flip told him.
"Oh, THAT makes me feel SO much better!"
Suddenly, two humanoid beagles, wearing red sweaters, black masks, and tan caps, walked up to them. "Hey, Molo!" the first one, who was tall and muscular, asked. "Our pal, Big Time, wants a woid with yous."
"Who are you guys?" Flip asked.
"Sheesh, Molo, civilization must've messed with your brain," the second one, who was chubby and had a high-pitched voice. "You remember us- the Beagle Boys!"
"…oh crud…" Shaggy whimpered.
"This way, c'mon." Baby Face told them, and they grabbed them by the shoulders and lead them over to Big Time.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't two-halves of the Bomb Squad," Big Time teased, grinning. "Seems like those plans you were bragging about the last time you were in here never took off, right?"
"Plans?" Shaggy asked.
"Yeah, something about hitting every bank in the county, then after setting off your 'Super-Bomb' you're going to take all the cash you stole and move to Iceland." Burger said, then chuckled. "Wow, and everyone thought I was the dumb one!"
"Super bomb?" Flip asked, then cleared his throat, deciding to put on an act. "What do you guys know about the Super Bomb?"
"Are you kidding? You guys keep saying it's your master work! Aiming to blow up some high-class place, with an explosion so big it'll wipe the city off the map." Baby Face scoffed. "Murf wouldn't shut up about it."
Flip rubbed his chin. "Oh, yeah… I almost forgot. We set it up two weeks ago,"
"We did?" Shaggy asked, and Flip elbowed him. "Oof! I mean… yeah, we did!"
"Oh yeah? Then why hasn't it gone off, yet?" Big Time questioned. "Or did you screw it up when you got caught?"
Flip chuckled. "Getting caught was part of the plan. See, our other guy- er, 'gal'…" he began, and Shaggy gave a snort, stifling a laugh. "…has the detonator. We're waiting for the signal to set it off- and when it happens, the explosion is going to help blow down the prison wall and cause a jail-break. With so much confusion going on, no one will catch us; and since we were in jail at the time, no one will suspect us," he then got up in Big Time's face. "And it would be a good idea to keep quiet about it, if you want a free ticket out,"
Big Time sneered, but slowly grinned. "Me and the boys were planning on digging our way out with a jackhammer Ma hid in one of her pies, but I think I'll save it for later, in case your plan doesn't go down."
"HEY YOU GUYS!" a guard shouted. "BREAK'S OVER! BACK TO YOUR CELLS!"
The inmates then headed into the building. "Psst! Flip!" Shaggy whispered, leaning down to Flip. "What was with that story?"
"I figured it was a good idea to get information, let alone give everyone the idea to leave us alone," Flip replied quietly. "Just go with it until we can get out of here,"
"…if we get out of here,"
d~b
Shaggy and Flip had no trouble coming up with a way to blend in… Pugsy, on the other hand, had more trouble.
The routine at the women's prison was similar to that of the men's, only their jobs included crushing rocks, scrubbing floors, and doing dishes (there was a kitchen duty, but when an inmate tried poisoning the chili, a line was drawn). During break, the women could either go out into the court or- for reasons for disorderly conduct- stayed in their cells. …In fact, the only thing similar to the men's prison was the food.
Pugsy sat out on the court, when one girl sat down beside him, with brown hair tied back in a pony-tail, and looking very young for her age. "So, you're the second criminally-insane genius to wind up in here, huh?" she asked.
"Huh?" he questioned.
"You're Moxy, of the Bomb Squad- only woman in the group who knows how to make a bomb the size of the Titanic that can blow away a whole city. Word is you're the brains of the trio,"
"Uh, yeah… sure. Who are you?"
"The name's Heloise. …So, how'd you get caught?"
Pugsy scowled, resting his face on his fist. "A couple of cops who were short on brains, that's how. …What are you doing in here? Aren't you a little young?"
"Meh, I get that a lot. I was sent here for five weeks after I used my latest invention to drill my boss into the floor- apparently he felt I was 'too brutal' in my work, which he appreciated, but believed I aimed for the wrong people."
"I see."
"So, is it true that you're working on the Super Bomb?"
"Super-bomb? …Oh, yeah, I am. Just about finished for, uh, our latest job."
"Right. I have one more question."
"What?"
"Why the heck do you sound like a guy?"
Pugsy gave a deadpanned look. "Well, this may come as a surprise for you, Heloise, but I'm actually a-"
"HEY YOU MORONS! BREAK IT UP!" A guard shouted, then ran over to a redheaded teen and an alien girl with long black hair. "EVERYONE BACK INSIDE!"
Heloise rolled her eyes. "Ugh, Vicky and Blackfire- one in for child abuse, the other for deception of her home planet… both trying to win the title of cruelty, but neither succeed."
"Who holds the title?" Pugsy asked. Immediately, he was tripped, and Heloise dropped a rock on his head.
"Take a guess! Mwuahahaha!"
He could only groan. "…girls…"
d~b
Day Three:
Every few weeks, the men and women from both prisons got to meet up for a few minutes of 'quality time' (considering this is a kid's show, we'll avoid details). They looked over names on a list, then picked the inmate they were familiar with or wanted to meet. Shaggy and Flip were lucky enough to both meet with Pugsy- after promising the guard they wouldn't fight over the 'girl' (Shaggy had trouble with this vow, unable to stop laughing).
They sat in a room with a bed and a barred window. "So, how are you two holding up?" Pugsy asked.
"Not as bad as I thought… starving though." Shaggy replied.
"He's been on a diet since we got here." Flip explained. "What about you? …How'd you get that black eye?"
"Lets just say, the term 'hit like a girl' has a different meaning over there." he then leaned close. "The only reason why I'm not dead yet is because half of these wacky women think I have some sort of 'super bomb' set up and see me as a criminalized genius."
"We heard about it at the prison too, that's why we get off easy with the inmates." Shaggy replied. "Flip made up a story that you… or 'Moxy'… has the detonator hidden somewhere and can rig the explosion that'll break down the prison wall and cause a jailbreak."
Pugsy looked at Flip. "Where did you come up with that?!"
"I just made it up as I went." Flip said with a shrug. "But it got me thinking… if the real crooks have a super-bomb that can wipe out a city, and they're still out there…"
"I get what you're saying. I've been thinking the same thing… which is why we have to bustify out of here. TONIGHT."
"Tonight?! How?!" Shaggy questioned.
"I share a cell with a crazified girl. I looked under her pillow this morning when I suspected her of cutting off a piece of my hair for one of her weirdatious experiments, and I came up with an idea on how to get her to help me bustify us out. It's gotta be tonight- those creepos could set that bomb off at any moment."
There was a knock at the door. "Time's up," A guard said.
"See you guys tonight,"
"See you, Pugs. Good luck," Flip replied.
d~b
That Night…
Shaggy and Flip were lying in their bunks…
*BZZZZZ-CRASH!*
When the giant drill shot up through the floor, Heloise and Pugsy at the controls. "I said to keep it SUBTLE," he said.
"And I told you to keep out of my stuff- NOW HAND IT OVER!" Heloise snarled.
Pugsy rolled his eyes, then handed her a picture of a boy with yellow hair and missing a tooth, with the name 'Jimmy Two-Shoes' scribbled at the top. He then opened the hatch. "Lets blow this joint, guys."
"Right behind ya!" Shaggy exclaimed, and he and Flip dived in.
"Hang on!" Heloise shouted, then the drill dived back through the floor.
The guards ran by just then. "What the… how the… when the… who the… where the…?!" one of them stammered. "FOLLOW THAT TUNNEL!"
Meanwhile in the Beagle Boys' cell, digging a hole, the three criminals gaped. "…wow, they know how to go out in style," Baby Face commented.
"Why can't Ma ever put one of those in her cakes?" Burger whined.
d~b
With our criminals, they were at Warehouse 55. Molo was standing there, smoking his cigar, while Moxy worked on something beneath some tarp, and Murf was keeping watch out a window with some binoculars (holding them wrong). "Is it done yet, Moxy?" Molo asked.
"For the last time, give me a minute!" Moxy snapped. "It takes a lot of concentration to calibrate these things- and it doesn't help to breathe down my neck!"
"Hey, I told you to have it done by tonight- we were supposed to be on our way to Washington by now, but SOMEONE just HAD to send Murf out to pick her up some peanut-brittle for her non-stop cravings!"
Moxy looked up from beneath the tarp with a glare. "Well, if you're in such a hurry, YOU can finish it!" she stood up, storming over to the car, pulling out some nutter-butter bars. "I need a break anyway."
"Moxy, be reasonable! You and I both know you're a master when it comes to these things. Ain't that right, Murf? …Murf?" he looked over, seeing Murf still looking out the window. "HEY MURF!"
"Duh, yeah boss?" Murf replied.
"What are you looking at over there?!"
"Oh, just a cute little bunny." he looked out the window through the binoculars. "It's near those group of teenagers, dogs, and… um… some wolf-like thing coming this way."
"WHAT?!" Moxy and Molo shouted, running over.
"Why didn't you tell us anyone was coming this way, lame-brain?!" Moxy demanded.
"Because they're so far away! At least a mile down the road. See?" he handed the binoculars (still facing the wrong way) to Molo.
The gangster about looked through them, paused seeing they were the wrong way, slapped Murf, then looked through them the right way. "A mile my eye. Great, just great! We're gonna have to blow this place up now! Moxy, load up the bomb- Murf, see if you can keep those runts away. We can't have anyone breaking in-"
*BZZZZ-CRASH!*
The drill shot out of the ground, and Heloise looked around. "Huh, guess we made a wrong turn." she said.
"What the heck?!" Molo shouted.
They opened up the top, and Flip pointed ahead. "HEY! THERE'S THE GUYS (and girl) WHO GOT US SENT TO PRISON!" he shouted.
"Lets get 'em!" Pugsy yelled.
"Wuh-oh. RUN FOR IT, BOYS!" Moxy screamed.
The criminals tried to make a run for it, but our heroes tackled them, as a cloud of dust erupted (Heloise videotaped the violence to put on Spewtube). "This is for all the trouble you've caused!" Flip shouted, pinning Molo to the ground and beating him.
"Someone (ow!) Get (oof!) This (ooh!) Kid (yow!) Off (ee!) Of (ouch!) me! (oh!)," Molo shouted between punches.
"Duh, you're no match for me!" Murf sneered at Shaggy, his fists raised.
"Hey, what's that?" Shaggy asked, pointing over.
Murf, like the idiot he is, turned around. "What?" Shaggy then slammed a barrel over his head. "OOF!"
Moxy faced off with Pugsy. "Uh, you wouldn't hit a girl, would you?" she asked.
"Maybe… except I just broke out of a woman's prison, so-" Pugsy said quickly, then punched her.
The others burst into the warehouse just then, with some Toontown cops at their sides. "There they are, officers!" Freddy cried.
The criminals and our heroes stopped their brawling, and everyone looked back and forth between them. "Oh my gosh, they look so much alike! How are we going to tell them apart?!" The first cop, an orange bobcat, gasped.
"Well, for one thing, I'm just a kid," Flip spoke up.
"I'm not some doofus with bad hygiene," Shaggy added.
"And, for the hundredth time this episode, I'm a MAN." Pugsy said loud and clear.
"Dang, just when I was about to pull the whole 'We're the real ones!' cliché," Molo sneered.
"You guys may have your distinguishing characteristics, but WE'VE still got a BOMB!" Moxy shouted, then pulled the tarp back, revealing a large bomb. "One false move, and we'll blow this place sky-high!"
"That's where you're wrong," Alan said, then held up some blue-prints. "You see, one of you dropped these blueprints in a tunnel entrance we found dug-up behind the bank."
"And on them happens to be instructions for an emergency deactivation." Velma added. "Just push the green button on the side."
Moxy and Molo glared at Murf. "Oh yeah… I knew I forgot something." the idiot said.
"Well, lets see how fast you can deactivate it!" Molo shouted, then whipped out the detonator and clicked it-
Nothing happened.
"Wha…?" he clicked it again, nothing. He clicked it several more times, growing frustrated. "I thought you had it hooked up, Moxy!"
"I DID! What's going on with…" She turned, seeing Flip was standing there, holding the green button in. "GET AWAY FROM THERE, YOU LITTLE TWERP!" she lunged.
*WHACK!* Pugsy held up a board, half-smacking her in the face, half having her run into it. "THAT'S for making me wear a pink jumpsuit!" he sneered.
"Well, Bonkers, before anything else happens, lets haul these guys off to jail," The second cop, a chubby man with brown hair, said as he cuffed Murf and Molo.
"Sure thing, Lucky!" Bonkers replied, cuffing Moxy. "It's off to the Men's State Prison for you!"
"I'M A WOMAN!" Moxy shouted.
"But, what are we going to do about the bomb?" Kim asked.
"Ah, we deactivated it. It shouldn't do any harm." Flip said.
"Yeah… I might just take it home and 'disassemble' it." Heloise said, grinning an evil grin, then pushed a button and a large mechanical claw snagged onto the bomb, pulling it inside. She then turned to the guys. "If you guys ever come around Miseryville, look me up… if you want to cause some chaos." With an evil cackle, she drove off.
"Should we go after her?" Daphne asked.
"Nah… I think her boss wants her back at work, anyhow." Pugsy replied with a shrug. "Plus, Flip is right. We deactivated that bomb, so it shouldn't cause any-"
*KRAKA-KA-BLAMO!*
Down the highway, a large orange mushroom cloud emerged, and a burned Heloise flew through the air and landed on the ground. "…or, maybe not." Shaggy said, bluntly.
Everyone only shrugged, as a circle closed in on Heloise, who coughed out smoke.
d~b
The circle re-opened to the two idiot cops standing in the office. "Hey, we got some new 'Wanted' posters in," the first one said, holding up a poster that had a picture of his partner on it.
"I know, I just got some," The second one said, holding another up which had a picture of the first cop on it.
They paused. "HEY!" They shouted, and tackled each other, trying to arrest the other.
Pugsy, Flip, and Shaggy looked through the window, holding up the posters [they made] and smirking.
d~b
A/N: I must confess, I'm a fan of Heloise (from Jimmy Two-Shoes), and I couldn't help but give her a big cameo, as well as the characters from 'Bonkers'. Hope you all enjoyed!