Team Sprocket
"WE DID IT! WE DID IT, KRAMES! IT WORKED!"
"I think we deserve a vacation for this, Betty!"
"No, we deserve two!"
"I'll make the reservations."
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James Blond
"So, who are you, anyway?" James asked.
"My name's John, how about you?" The kid said.
"The name's Blond, James Blond."
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Blond."
"Likewise, John... So, what were you doing here today?"
"I heard that Flammable had escaped and I wanted to he -
WHOA! WHAT IS THAT?" John asked, suddenly looking at the sky.
James looked up too and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. About a 100 feet above where him and John stood were 5 pieces of a giant golden cookie, all hanging from a cluster of huge hot air balloons.
"That's the giant cookie that was supposed to be transported to the museum today!" John shouted.
A light clicked on inside of James's head. "That's it! It all makes sense now!"
"What do you mean?" John asked, confused.
"Don't you get it? How do you think all of Pellet Town's Police officers got to the Cereal Superstore so fast after Flammable arrived?"
"They must have gotten a tip about where he was going to strike first..."
"Exactly, John! And the person who tipped the police off must've tipped the C EYE A off, too!"
"But who?"
"Remember what Flammable said before he got into the police car?"
"Yeah, he said, 'I'm sorry! They told me to do it! This wasn't my fault!'"
James nodded. "The only people who would have known that Flammable was going to strike the Superstore had to be the people who told him to do it!"
"So, it must've been the people that helped Flammable escape! Why would anyone go to all this trouble, though?"
"It was all a distraction! The whole Pellet Town police force was supposed to escort the semi trucks that were transporting the cookie to the museum, but instead they were at the Superstore trying to stop Flammable... That left all the cookie pieces wide open to robbery from above!"
James smiled as he watched the same light click on in John's head.
"We have to follow them, James!"
"Let's go!"
"WE DID IT! WE DID IT, KRAMES! IT WORKED!"
"I think we deserve a vacation for this, Betty!"
"No, we deserve two!"
"I'll make the reservations."
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James Blond
"So, who are you, anyway?" James asked.
"My name's John, how about you?" The kid said.
"The name's Blond, James Blond."
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Blond."
"Likewise, John... So, what were you doing here today?"
"I heard that Flammable had escaped and I wanted to he -
WHOA! WHAT IS THAT?" John asked, suddenly looking at the sky.
James looked up too and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. About a 100 feet above where him and John stood were 5 pieces of a giant golden cookie, all hanging from a cluster of huge hot air balloons.
"That's the giant cookie that was supposed to be transported to the museum today!" John shouted.
A light clicked on inside of James's head. "That's it! It all makes sense now!"
"What do you mean?" John asked, confused.
"Don't you get it? How do you think all of Pellet Town's Police officers got to the Cereal Superstore so fast after Flammable arrived?"
"They must have gotten a tip about where he was going to strike first..."
"Exactly, John! And the person who tipped the police off must've tipped the C EYE A off, too!"
"But who?"
"Remember what Flammable said before he got into the police car?"
"Yeah, he said, 'I'm sorry! They told me to do it! This wasn't my fault!'"
James nodded. "The only people who would have known that Flammable was going to strike the Superstore had to be the people who told him to do it!"
"So, it must've been the people that helped Flammable escape! Why would anyone go to all this trouble, though?"
"It was all a distraction! The whole Pellet Town police force was supposed to escort the semi trucks that were transporting the cookie to the museum, but instead they were at the Superstore trying to stop Flammable... That left all the cookie pieces wide open to robbery from above!"
James smiled as he watched the same light click on in John's head.
"We have to follow them, James!"
"Let's go!"
