Author Note: yay, another chapter up! Sorry it took so long. Please review. Also, I put a little French in here. And yes, "Bleu" is spelled correctly. It's French for blue. Aren't I a genius? : ) I hope you all like this next part, and stay tuned for yet another chapter to be up within the next few days. I have a great idea mwhahahaha!

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Blue paced back and forth, trying to figure out a way to contact HQ. However, she couldn't think clearly with the two maniacs in the next room singing the "Mail Song."

She gritted her teeth, sneaking into the kitchen once again in hopes to figure out a way to rid herself of the crazed duo before her. While in the kitchen she thought she might stick a paw print on a lonely kitchen knife, giving Steve and Joe a "clue" on what fun thing she would like to do to them. She snickered at her own idea as she made her way across the house.

However, her evil plans were disrupted by the imaginary cry of Mr. Salt.

"Bleu, mon amie!" She thought she heard Mr. Salt exclaimed. Mrs. Pepper came up right behind him, Paprika in her arms. "How are you today?"

"Grrrrrrrr!" Blue exclaimed, her ears lowering. Salt couldn't talk, it couldn't!

"Ah, mal, eh?" Mr. Salt said, thinking. "Is it...them?"

Blue shook her head: she was talking to a salt shaker! The house must have gotten to her for sure this time. She shrugged: perhaps she was going crazy as well. She made an about-face, growling as she gave a less then friendly snap at the salt.

This situation called for immediate action, Blue decided. She needed her co- agent to rid herself of these crazy folks. After all, her co-agent only lived next door. Yes, that's right ladies and gentlemen: it was Periwinkle! Blue was impressed by Periwinkle's quick thinking last year when giving both Steve and Joe the "I'm from the good old city" routine. She thought the kid could go far in her line of business.

Shaking her head, she began hopping to the doorway, but not before over- hearing bits and pieces of Steve and Joe's conversation as she exited the house.

"Wow kids, we found our SECOND CLUE!" Joe exclaimed. "Can anyone tell me what it is?" He asked, looking around in the kitchen.

"Why, it's a knife!" Steve exclaimed a little too happily, picking it up.

"Wow, I wonder what Blue wants to do with that!" Joe said. "Maybe she wants to cook or make something! We won't know until we get the other clue though, isn't that right, Steve?"

Steve nodded as Joe began flipping through his handy-dandy note-book, drawing a knife. "Well kids, let's review the clues, shall we? The first clue was our very own friend, Steve! And the second clue was this handy- dandy knife which-hey, Steve where'd it go?"

Steve, who had hidden the knife in his back pocket, shrugged. "I er-think it is visiting Mail Box." He lied, trying to hide an evil grin on his face. He would get Blue if it was the last thing he did!...

Meanwhile, Blue walked over to Periwinkle's house, barking once to let her in.

"RUFF!"

No answer.

"RUFF!"

No answer.

Blue looked worriedly at the house, and decided to use her karate-training to knock down the door in one fatal kick (BANG!). However, as she jumped into the house, her jaw dropped, seeing Periwinkle tied up with rope and someone standing in the corner.

Blue growled: it was Steve! But it couldn't be! He was in the house only a moment ago!

....or was he?

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To Be Continued

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