"ALLEY!" Rocky exclaimed as Bullwinkle picked him up.

"—OOP!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, tossing the little squirrel directly at the yetis.

Rocky curled himself into a ball and was easily able to take out ten of them.

(*bowling ball strike sound effect*)

"WOOO! NICE GOIN'!" Max exclaimed, kicking a yeti in the crotch. "NOW GO FER TH' JUGULAR!!"

Rocky did just that, gripping Yrek's beck and throttling him like no tomorrow before flying into the air and slamming him into the ice.

(*KER-RRACK!*)

"WOOHOOO!" Max exclaimed, still cheering riotously.

Bullwinkle pawed the ground and went barreling directly at about twenty yetis, the force of his antlers sent them flying off the side of the mountain.

"Pick me up moose boyyyyy!!" Max exclaimed.

Bullwinkle did just that, wielding Max around as though he were a sword.

"Swish, clang, and all that!" Max exclaimed as Bullwinkle flung him around.

Bullwinkle then tossed Max over at another yeti, the rabbity-thing crawled all over its body like some sort of louse or other pest.

"Hey don't mind me, pal!" Max exclaimed, opening the yeti's maw like a garbage can. "I'm just gonna rip your entrails out, kay?!"

Oh Max did that alright, he emerged from the stomach, coated in blood, the screams of various yetis all around him. Meanwhile, Sam was trying to execute Bullwinkle's perfect football toss with Rocky in his left hand.

"You ready little buddy?" Sam asked. "I've never really thrown a flying squirrel before..."

"Just trust me on this!" Rocky exclaimed, putting his flight goggles on.

"ALLEY!" Rocky exclaimed.

"—OOP!" Sam threw Rocky with all the force he'd usually throw Max with (he'd noticed Rocky was considerably lighter).

With the amount of force that Sam used plus the unmatched speed of Rocky, the little squirrel flew thousands of miles above the stratosphere! He did a flip mid-air and proceeded to careen back down to earth. On the descent back down he went so fast he broke the sound barrier, which in turn triggered an avalanche--but thankfully the little squirrel was able to grab all three anthropomorphic animals before the snow coated them, too.

For a moment, Rocky and Bullwinkle and Sam and Max paused to gaze at the hundreds of not thousands of yetis they'd punched and kicked to oblivion. Then they laughed and cheered, hugging each other with much enthusiasm.


While the four anthropomorphic animals proceeded to load whatever treasures they had into sacks once more, they just so happened to notice something, or rather, someone. Yulun was still alive and looked on them with a little sorrow, but also some gladness in his blind eyes.

"Eugh! Saaaam!" Max exclaimed, tugging on Sam's coat. "EVIL MONKEY! EVIL MONKEY!"

"You have done well, Freelance Police, and moose and squirrel…" Yulun spoke, this time his voice sounded considerably less scratchy and more clear.

"I know all there is to know." Yulun calmly spoke. "You've made worthy opponents and you may take every single treasure as have back to your world."

"Uh, thank you?" Rocky asked. "But why are you letting us have the gold now? You're what, two-thousand years old?"

"Perhaps Shangri-La was not destined to remain a secret..." Yulun sighed, before lying down.

"No Yulun!" Bullwinkle tried to prop up the yeti elder. "I never even got the chance to marry your...daughter..."

The yeti elder breathed his last breath, and immediately the life inside him fizzled out like a flame being doused in water. He disappeared into a flurry of snowflakes which were then picked up by the wind and scattered throughout the mountain.

It seemed pretty dramatic, until Max picked up a mini vacuum and began to suck up the snowflakes.

"What?" Max asked, looking up at Sam. "Well the Geek wants SOME kinda sample from these guys for her experiments!"