As Boris, Natasha, and the evil Bullwinkle clone make off with the captive Sherman and Peabody, our heroes--Rocky and Honeysuckle, that is—arrive at the laboratory too late!

At the security gate in front of Peabody Labs, Rocky and Honeysuckle are assisting a guard who was knocked unconscious. Honeysuckle is propping up his head with her hand. "It was...a tall woman...and a short man," he groggily recounted. They were driving a truck. I was checking their security passes when someone came up behind me, and the next thing I knew, I was surrounded by singing, dancing lollipops with spindly little arms and legs..."

"Thanks," says Honeysuckle, "that's all we need to know."

The guard grins. "You're kinda cute. Are you part of my dream?"

Honeysuckle withdraws her hand, letting the guard's head drop to the ground.

Moments later, Rocky and Honeysuckle enter the laboratory through the shipping entrance, which was left open. "Sherman? Mr. Peabody?" Rocky calls out. "Where are you guys?"

"It's no use, Rocky," laments Honeysuckle. "They're gone."

"And so is the Dublinator!" exclaims Rocky, seeing a bare wall where the device had stood.

"Hmm," muses Honeysuckle. "If I were a Pottsylvanian spy, and I had just captured two eminent American scientists and a piece of technology that could swing the balance of power in favor of my homeland, where would I go?"

"Pottsylvania!" says Rocky.

"No, too obvious."

Meanwhile, at the Corpus Crusty International Airport, Boris, Natasha, and the evil Bullwinkle clone are preparing to transport their prisoners, Sherman and Peabody, to an unknown destination!

"We're going to Pottsylvania, darlink," Natasha informs the Narrator. "Where else would we go? The Cold War is over." She gestures toward a flight monitor, which shows that all scheduled flights are from Corpus Crusty to Pottsylvania.

Ahead of the two spies, the Bullwinkle clone is pushing a cart onto which Sherman and Peabody, still bound and gagged, have been strapped. He, Boris, and Natasha pass through several portals. The first is an X-ray, which detects several guns, knives, and bombs in Boris' pockets, but the airport guard waves him on nonetheless. The second is a Moose and Squirrel Detector. When the clone passes through, alarms go off throughout the terminal. About a dozen airport guards, all dressed in overcoats and dark glasses, pull out their guns and point them at the clone, who appears confused.

"Relax, comrades," says Boris with a smile. "Moose is under my hypnotic control."

"Yes, master," drones the Bullwinkle duplicate.

Several of the guards start to frisk the clone, who begins to giggle. "Tee hee! That tickles! Uh, I mean...that tickles, master."

Minutes later, the evil trio arrives at the customs desk. The Bullwinkle clone is still pushing the cart to which Sherman and Peabody are attached. The customs officer is wearing an overcoat and dark glasses. "Anything to declare?" he asks the captives.

"Mmmf mmmf mmmf!" respond Sherman and Peabody.

"Speak up, I can't hear you," says the customs officer

"MMMF MMMF MMMF!"

"Thank you, have a nice flight."

About half an hour later, Rocky and Honeysuckle rush into the terminal and stop in front of the flight monitor, where Rocky reads the flight information. "Hokey smoke!" he exclaims. "The next flight for Pottsylvania leaves in ten minutes!"

"We have to hurry!" says Honeysuckle.

They run through the security checkpoint, but the Moose and Squirrel Detector catches them and sets off an alarm. A horde of airport guards wearing overcoats and dark glasses pull out guns and point them at Rocky and Honeysuckle.

"I've got a plan," says Rocky.

Rocky and Honeysuckle turn around, walk away from the security checkpoint, and return moments later disguised as clowns. The Moose and Squirrel Detector sets off the alarm again, and the airport guards draw their guns.

"I've got another plan," says Rocky.

They leave the security checkpoint, and Honeysuckle comes back clad in a frumpy dress and wig. She holds a bassinet in which Rocky, wearing a baby bonnet, is crying and waving his arms. The detector picks them up again, and the guards draw their guns.

"Third time's a charm," says Rocky confidently.

They leave, then come back. Now Rocky is disguised as a punk rocker, complete with tricolor spiked hair, a nose ring, blaring headphones, and a ragged shirt with the slogan EAT NUTS AND DIE. Honeysuckle, wearing a pink blouse and skirt, a straight blond wig, and a barette, is babbling into a cell phone.

"And I was like, no way! And he was like, no way! And we were both like, no way! And then my mom came in, and she was like, no way!"

The guards point their guns at Honeysuckle. "Stop talking like that or I'll shoot!" one of them barks.

Honeysuckle lowers her cell phone, and Rocky pulls off his headphones. "Now it's my turn to have a plan," says the she-moose.

She grabs Rocky and hurls him over the guards' heads like a football. While he soars down the airport corridor, Honeysuckle lets out a kung fu battle cry and gives one of the armed guards a swift kick in the face. A spectacular fight ensues, as Honeysuckle dodges bullets and rains blows on the attacking guards.

As Rocky is flying toward the departure gate, two middle-aged men, Edgar and Chauncey, watch him zip by with curiosity. "Well, there's something you don't see every day, Chauncey," says Edgar.

"What's that, Edgar?" asks Chauncey.

"A Rocky Mountain Flying Squirrel with protective scales on his head."

Rocky starts to pull off his ragged shirt in mid-flight as he approaches the customs desk. "Anything to decl..." begins the customs officer, but Rocky stuffs the shirt in his mouth and flies away.

Inside the airplane, Boris, Natasha, and the evil Bullwinkle clone are seated together, with the bound-and-gagged Sherman and Peabody occupying the seats in front of them. Across from the captives sits a woman wearing an overcoat and dark glasses, reading an issue of the magazine "Photogenic Famous People".

"Mmmf mmmf mmmf!" mumble the helpless Sherman and Peabody.

"Would you keep it down?" the woman complains. "I'm trying to read."

The flight attendant starts to deliver her routine safety presentation. "Welcome aboard Flight 666, non-stop service from Corpus Crusty to Pottsylvania. Please remember that this is a non-smoking flight. If you are caught smoking during the flight, you will be ejected through the emergency exit nearest you. In the event of a water landing, the captive in the seat in front of you can be used as a flotation device."

Another attendant is shuffling down the aisle, taking note of the passengers' meal preferences. "Chicken, beef, or tofu?" she asks Boris.

"Who wants to know?" is the spy's answer.

Inside the airport, Rocky glides to the floor in front of the departure gate as the unkempt, bedraggled Honeysuckle runs up behind him, but the plane has already taken off from the runway. "Hokey smoke!" cries Rocky. "We're too late!"

The pair hear a man's menacing voice from behind them. "You certainly are."

They turn around to find that the voice came from an airport security guard, who is training a gun on them. Behind him stand fifty more guards, dressed to the last in overcoats and dark glasses. Some of them sport revolvers, some carry machine guns, and at least one is about to light the fuse of a cannon.

The security guard clears his throat and continues. "Wait, let me try again. 'On the contrary, you're right on time.' No, that wasn't good. 'How nice of you to drop...dead.' Ugh! That was the worst. 'You checked in, but you won't check out.' Oh, man, that was awful. 'You're about to find out why they call it a terminal.' No, I can do better than that..."

Suddenly a gunshot rings out. Horrified, Rocky and Honeysuckle examine their bodies and are relieved to find no holes.

The security guard's quest for the perfect rejoinder comes to an end as he falls over on his face, dead. Behind him, a spy woman blows the smoke from her revolver.

"Keel moose and squirrel," she says emotionlessly, and Rocky and Honeysuckle face the business ends of dozens of deadly weapons.

Things don't look good for our heroes, but when have they ever? Be sure to see our next death-defying episode, "Fly the Unfriendly Spies", or, "We Have Now Reached a Cruising Altitude of Six Feet Under"!