Chapter Dwayne: Nose Told Bokkun

Blaze went to her local Tim Horton's and bought some cool earrings in their earring room. She sat alongside a group of poor turtles with fork needs. Blaze wore a special dress that her mother had given to her on her birthday last October. Now it is no longer that date.

"My dress is cool because it has lovely qualities like fabric," studied Blaze's studying cat mind. She wondered if her mum made Tanaka a neat bowtie.

"I am in jail," said Marine from the other room. She had pirate clothes on that made her look like a sea thief.

"Can you play the accordion?" interrogated the police robots.

"I have every right to withhold all my talking until da court day," said Marine scurvily.

The police noticed this truth and wrote it on a clipboard and showed Blaze.

Blaze gritted her tooths and raged against the machine. She took out a stick of dynamite and blew up Colorado's mineshaft.

"What have you done?" shrieked Mike Baxter in examining the damage done to his mineshaft. He no longer had diamonds all day, err day.

"Michael…" seethed Blaze. She handed him over to the cops.

"I didn't do anything!" cried Mike.

"Tell it to the judge, scumbag!" said the robocops with 80's in their oil.

"Bold of him to assume crime doesn't pay…" said Blaze with coolness in her cat voice. She took a look at Marine in her cell. "See my new dress? It's radder than Kenny Loggins's whole career."

"Aye…" said Marine. "Aye, Captain…"

Oh-no, Marine was having too many pirate genes now. It was so horrible for scurvy friendship!

Blaze took a can of hairspray and blasted Marine's evil sandals. "You shall cease to be a pirate now!"

"No!" roared Marine. "The pirate life is the life for me!"

Then she yo-ho-ho'd into a parallel universe.

Blaze gasped at the transcendence of evil. "I have to save her because she was once my dude-homie!" cried she with feline eye tears.

"Yes, but you'll need your brethren!" said the cops.

"Yes, I do need the gang to return to my helping side!" said Blaze with authority for Marine's revival. She had never felt such emotion since smoochin' da Silver.

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