A few minutes later Yumi was sitting in her favorite chair, listening to her friends and the doctor tell her what had happened the last two days. Her purple eyes grew wide with excitement, and relief as they finished the story.
"So, then you really didn't steal any money from those banks?" she turned her attention to the un-open bags of in the far end of the room and rose her eyebrows.
"Nope," Ami said with a smile. She walked over to the bags and opened them, revealing play money from the board game, Parsimony. Ami giggled and took a step back, opening the other bags of fake money.
"We stopped to get Dr. Toot Paste, a great grandson of Cavy Cabone's old nemesis, I.M. Fluoride, first," Kaz said. "Then I pulled a few strings with some of my banker buddies, and they let us look like we were stealing money from all around the world."
"But the police who were chasing you," Yumi began.
"They heard what had happened, and agreed to help us out," Ami said with a big pink smile.
"And those who weren't sure, I promised a years free dental checkups," Dr. Paste said with his own grin.
"So all we had to do was make it look like we were robbing banks, so Cavy would think we were doing exactly what he wanted us too." Ami smiled and then looked at the large machine that the evil tooth had made her best friend make.
"But why on earth did you agree to make that thing for him?" she asked, pointing to the torture chair.
Yumi sighed. "He said he'd create an army of evil teeth and perform diabolical dentistry experiments of you and Kaz if I didn't go along." She looked at her friends, Ami's eyes growing wide, Kaz sucking his thumb and rocking back and forth with Mr. Yen Ying. "Then he tricked me, and I ended up being tickled for an eternity until you guys showed up."
Kaz looked at the wreck; his eyes focused on it and began sucking viciously at the thought of being at the receiving end of the monstrosity. In fact, he was so busy sucking and rocking that he didn't notice he was holding his bear too close to his mouth, and accidently took a big bite off of the bear's nose. There was a loud crack, and Kaz collapsed in pure agony, rolling back and forth on the floor, crying in Japanese like a little kindergartener.
"Oh my gosh," the dentist said, looking at his teeth. "Well it looks like you've broken twenty molars," he said. "I'd operate, but I don't have any tools."
"That's okay," Ami said happily. "Kaz went to dentistry school, so he has plenty of tools." She looked at his odd face and shrugged. "What?"
"Kaz went to dentistry school?" Dr. Paste asked. He looked down at the other man, and then started to chuckled. "Well, true he went, in fact we went to the same school, but he never graduated."
"What!" Yumi felt her blood boil and glared down at her injured manager. He would have cringed, but he was in too much pain.
"Fact was, he got kicked out of the school the first semester for selling gum balls, and sugar covered gummi yummi's," Dr. Paste said. "After that he became a janitor, and then I heard he discovered a music group while cleaning the floors of a local karaoke bar and convinced them he was a talent agent."
The girls looked at one another and did a double take, before glaring at him with a twin pair of angry eyes. Though he was in pain he managed to squeak out a low, nervous, giggle. "Kaz," Ami snarled.
"Well, I could use his tools," Dr. Paste said thoughtfully, "but I still need a chair to hold him in."
A very evil grin spread across Yumi's face, and she picked up Cavy's remote control. "Oh, I've got that all covered." With a push of the button, the wreck of the torture chair, reformed, dropped the feathers, and then picked up Kaz's dentistry tools. She smiled, when Cavy was sleeping I made a little adjustments too it," she explained to her friend.
Kaz squealed like a pig and tried to rush off in a gallop, but the machine's arms held him fast and tied him to the chair, prying his mouth open wide, with a large bright light flickering down into his eyes.
"Good work Yumi," Dr. Paste said. He approached Kaz, and drag out his massive drill behind him. "Now, Kaz, this won't hurt a bit."
As the sounds of drills and the stench of molars that were being steamed and cut filling the air, not to mention Kaz's scream of fear, Ami turned to Yumi and smiled.
"Want to go get something to eat?" the preppy, pink, princess asked.
"I'd thought you'd never ask," Yumi said with her own bright smile. The girls walked out of the house, but stopped just for a second. "You can send the dentist bills to Kaz, Dr. Paste, and thanks again for your help."
"Anything for you girls," the dentist said with a laugh. Meanwhile Kaz was screaming even louder now. Not because of the pain, but at the thought of having to pay for it.
Ami and Yumi got into their tour bus, and drove off into the horizon, leaving the silhouette of Kaz's waving, screaming body in the distance.
Okay, this is it. The final chapter, I hope that you all enjoyed it. Do you want to see another Puffy story written by me? Just review and let me know. .
