- The Fearsome Battles.
ZAAAP!
ZAAAP!
ZAAAP!
ZAAAP!
"Not bad, blondie." Liquidator said in a mocking tone while reforming the section of his body that was zapped by Shirley just a second ago. "If I weren't getting some extra liquid, then your attacks might stop me… too bad for you I have that extra!"
Shirley groaned in annoyance. Her psychic lightning was as powerful as usual, but obviously the villain prepared himself before attacking the loon and her friends. Since Liquidator was draining some extra water from the pipes behind him to get more power, the electricity got conducted through the liquid and to the pipes, so the hardest part of the shock was avoided by the villain, getting only minor damages he could fix in a moment. To make things worse, the extra liquid made the villain so strong that Shirley psychic shields' were now almost useless to keep him from advancing.
Liquidator formed a large water mallet with his right paw, and attacked Shirley. The loon levitated to avoid the hit, but couldn't escape from a fast water blast coming from the other paw. Shirley hit the closest wall, and then looked up at the large tsunami heading against her. The loon got covered by water, and then the current slammed her against the opposite wall.
"I have always wondered how much a waterfowl can hold his or her breath. Guess I'm about to know." Liquidator laughed while using the water pressure to keep Shirley from escaping and get some fresh air. The last hit made her to expel almost all the air from her lungs, so the blonde now was desperate for a good breath.
Shirley slowly felt like fainting and the world around her turned black. She had overestimated her own abilities against an enemy who was almost totally invulnerable to most physical attacks, and she was about to pay for that arrogance.
"Invulnerable to physical attacks…" Shirley wide opened her eyes in realization, feeling her strength coming back alongside an idea. "I can't hurt his body, but I can reach his mind! And, since this is a life or death's situation…"
The loon concentrated as hard and fast (obviously, since she needed to execute her plan before drowning) as she could, and then, her aura, the metaphysical manifestation of her powers (that looked like a ghostly version of the loon), emerged from her, and started glowing. A split second later, the glow extended through the water, and a dark blue light's point appeared just a few feet away from Shirley.
"That's his mind!" Shirley thought, and then made a wing movement, sending her aura against the point.
"What is that supposed to beEEEEEAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHH!"
The powerful water current calmed in a moment, and all the liquid fell to the floor, dispersing harmlessly, leaving a panting and soaked loon in the corridor alongside an unconscious water-made pooch.
"Mind over matter, or some junk." Shirley smiled slightly while looking at her defeated enemy.
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Quiverwing struggled to release herself from the vines while Spike advanced towards his snack. The duckette realized that the plants were pretty strong, and she had no way to break free.
"I think I'll better cover my eyes. I hate to see blood." Bushroot said while placing his leafed fingers on his face, guessing what was about to happen.
CHEWWUUFFF! SPLUCK!
"Spluck? I don't think chewed bones sound like that." Bushroot, puzzled, moved aside his hands, and gasped in surprise. The vines were now only holding Quiverwing's boots and gloves, and Spike had his jaws filled up with glue!
"I guess those gloves and boots are one size larger than mine; silly me, uh?" Quiverwing smirked at the villain, and then, before the vines could attack her again, she used the herbicide arrow against them; a second later, the vines were dry and breaking apart, and Spike, who was close to them, was knocked out.
Bushroot realized Darkwing's pupil was as dangerous as the masked hero himself, so decided not holding back his powers, and commanded several cacti to jump from the bushes around the girl. The plants started shooting their thorns against Quiverwing, who avoided them with a series of flip jumps and cartwheels, and replied shooting more glue and herbicide arrows she still had, defeating all the plants in a few moments.
The villain, taking advantage Quiverwing wasn't looking at him, stretched his own vine-like arms, and grabbed the girl by her ankles. Before the heroine could do anything, Bushroot yanked her, making the girl to drop her bow because of the pulling's force, and put her upside down, right in front of him and looking face to face.
"Not bad, girlie, but now you can't shoot or jump, what do you have left?" Bushroot said in a mocking tone, not noticing the sly grin Quiverwing got, or when she clenched her fists.
WHACKAWHACKAWHACKAWHACKAWHACKAWACKA…!
Bushroot dropped Quiverwing after the incredibly fast series of punches she sent against his head, turning it into a living speed bag. The villain got a dizzy expression while Quiverwing took an arrow out from her bag, and pressed a hidden mechanism.
WHIIIRRRR….!
"What the… NO! Put that thing down!" Bushroot recovered from his stunned state thanks to the fear caused by Quiverwing approaching him with a working saw arrow. "You have to respect your elders… don't you learn that in school?"
"Well, now that you mention it… I learned this from Slappy Squirrel." Quiverwing commented right before pouncing over Bushroot.
SLICEDICESAWCUTSLICEDICESAWSLICEDICE…
"Oh, my…" Bushroot quietly said right before falling to the ground, cut perfectly into toony squares. Despite not being trained in toon tricks, Gosalyn knew the villain was capable of regenerating himself after some time, so she could use a major attack on him without remorse, and give him a smug look when ending.
"You're lucky my friend Babs isn't here… she would really like you with carrots, tomatoes, and some mayo."
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WARP!
The J.A.M. hugged Mary and warped them both right before receiving a major shock from Megavolt.
UNWARP!
The jaguar and the girl reappeared a few feet left to Quackerjack, who spotted them and threw more of his mechanical jaws against them. At the same time, Megavolt directed his power to a nearby copper cable, and, using his energy in a magnetic way, controlled it like a whip, sending it against the couple as well.
Mary avoided some bites from the jaws while The J.A.M. jumped aside to escape from the cable. The jaguar then had an idea, and jumped next to Mary, who now was surrounded by the deadly toys.
"Get ready for a warping, Cielito." The feline whispered to the human, who nodded in reply while they both kicked away the jaws, trying to keep them apart from them.
Megavolt made a complicated movement with his hands, and the cable moved around the couple in a lasso-like way, ready to close on them. Then, the electric villain made another movement, and the cable did just that.
WARP!
CRAAACKLEMUNCHMUNCHCRAACKLEEMUNCH…
"My toys!"
"My cable!"
The villains yelled in anger and shock when the cable destroyed the teeth, not before the toys could chew it, leaving it useless as well.
UNWARP!
"My God, get a living, you two." Mary exclaimed when she and her boyfriend appeared behind the criminals.
Quackerjack turned back and took a funny looking gun out from his disguise's pockets. It looked like a regular pistol but had a boxing glove on it.
PUUM!
The glove, still linked to the gun thanks to a large spring, was shot against the couple. The J.A.M. moved Mary aside and ducked himself to avoid the hit while Megavolt turned as well and prepared his next attack. Because of the spring, the glove returned to the gun a moment later, so Quackerjack could shoot it against Mary as fast as Megavolt was trying to fry the jaguar with his energy blasts.
"Stay still you lousy cat!" Megavolt snapped at the feline. "How I'm going to blast you if you keep disappearing and appearing before getting the shot?"
"You-really expect-me to-answer that question-or is-it a-rhetorical-one?" The J.A.M. replied knowingly, warping in and out of sight, his voice apparently coming from ten different places; each word coming from a different angle that was never right next to the previous one. He already was getting a plan to defeat the villain.
"Well… uh… can you tell me what does rhetorical means? I'm not exactly good with complicated words."
"Or-remembering-your-own-name-it seems."
"Hey, don't mock me, cat! You're just like those fools from high school!" The criminal roared. "They called me insane! They called me a maniac! They called me a freak!"
"Were-they-right?" The jaguar smirked, stopping in the shadows while tensing his muscles.
"Now that you say it…" Megavolt rubbed his chin, losing his concentration and leaving a good opening for the feline's plan.
WARP!
UNWARP!
SLASH!
"Hey, I was distracted!" The rodent yelled at the feline in front of him, and tried to zap him again.
WARP!
UNWARP!
The J.A.M. avoided the attack, and reappeared a few feet in front of the villain.
"That's it! I'm finishing you for good!" Megavolt said in rage while his hands sparkled with energy, but, when he tried to zap the feline… the sparks disappeared.
"Uh? I wasted all my charge so soon?" Megavolt, puzzled, looked at his hands. "It can't be! I just got a new battery right…"
Megavolt turned to see his back, and got a shocked expression. When the jaguar warped next to him, he didn't try to slash the villain, but to cut the straps that kept the battery on his back, succeeding; since the straps were made of a non-conducting material, to resist Megavolt's power, the jaguar could touch them without any problem (besides, he did the cut in a dashing movement). Without an external energy source, the villain depended on his own reserves, and he used them all with the last failed zapping.
Gulping, the villain turned to see the feline looking at him with an amused expression. Megavolt got a nervous expression, and tried to talk his way out of the problem.
"Well… uh… you don't hate me because of the burning rug's joke I said a while ago, right?"
"No, Mister Volt. I don't hate you, or anyone else." The J.A.M. replied while cracking his knuckles. "Unfortunately for you, I have to be sure you'll not escape before the police arrives, and also I can't just stand here and do nothing, knowing what you tried to do to my girlfriend and me with that cable, so, no hard feelings, okay?" The jaguar smiled, making sure Megavolt saw each and every tooth he had.
POW! THUD! WHAM!...
While the jaguar gave Megavolt a lesson, Mary was already planning how to finish her own battle. The girl moved in front of the villain, and folded her arms.
"That's the best you can do? Your aiming is terrible!" Mary mockingly said, making Quackerjack to growl in anger.
"Oh, yeah? Let's see if you can avoid this one, Miss Skater!" Quackerjack aimed at Mary again with his punching gun.
PUUM!
Mary waited until the glove was about to hit her to grab it on mid air with both hands. Then, without releasing the glove, the girl started skating at top speed in circles around Quackerjack, tying him with his own weapon's spring.
"Hey, this is not fair!" Quackerjack exclaimed, his arms and legs already perfectly tight against his body, "Let that glove go!"
Mary stopped skating, and arched an eyebrow at the duck. Then, she gave a good yanking to the glove, and placed herself in front of Quackerjack.
"I'm so going to hate myself in the morning." Mary rolled her eyes, and then released the glove, that flied back at Quackerjack…
POOOW!
Or, to be more exact, at his face.
Mary gave a last look to the unconscious duck, and then turned to see The J.A.M. holding a bruised and dizzy Megavolt from his collar.
"You know, Mary, maybe I was a little too tough with Mister Volt." The jaguar commented to his girlfriend. Then, the couple looked at each other's eyes, and smiled widely.
"NAAAAH!"
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Negaduck lifted his chainsaw over Wally's head, ready to behead the wolf, but, before he could do that, the canine spin-changed and disappeared in a cloud of blue smoke.
"Hey, where did you go? Come back so I can skin you alive!" Negaduck furiously yelled, getting a nasty feeling from this disappearing act.
"I'm The Hunter That Howls in The Night!" Negaduck turned back when hearing Wally's voice in a dramatic tone that sounded just too much like the guy he detested the most in this or any universe.
"I'm the watchdog your steak can't bribe!"
A second blue smoke cloud surrounded Negaduck, who started swinging his chainsaw to both clear the air and try getting the enemy he suspected was hiding in the smoke. Then, his weapon fell from his hands/wings thanks to a powerful kick, and the duck received a sharp punch on his beak that sent him out from the cloud. Negaduck fell over his back, and looked up at the wolf in front of him, using a very similar outfit but with different colors; blue turtleneck, gray fedora, and the rest in different shades of purple.
"I, am Darkpaaaaaaaaw Wolf!"
"The impersonator of an idiot is an idiot as well!" Negaduck growled while standing up, and he and Darkpaw started making circling each other.
"Maybe, but the idiot I'm impersonating is the one who always defeats you on his own whenever you face him." Darkpaw Wolf said in a smug tone. "If he is an idiot, and he beats you, then what are you? A total retard?"
"YAAARGH!" Negaduck battle-cried and took a large machete out from his disguise's pockets. Wally avoided the first attack, and then pressed a button on his right cufflink, activating its hidden saw. Negaduck tried to cut Wally again, but the wolf, in a dashing movement, sawed the blade, and then surprised Negs with a double kick.
Negaduck tried to take out another weapon, but Darkpaw stopped him by sending a right punch to his face. Negaduck blocked the attack, and replied with a karate-chop, that was blocked as well. The masked toons exchanged a series of martial arts' attacks, with none of them getting a clear advantage.
Negaduck made a flip-back jump to get some distance between him and the canine, and took out a hand grenade. Wally replied by taking out his gas gun, an exact replica of Darkwing's.
"Eat bomb, sucker!"
"Smell gas, evil-doer!"
BOOM!
The grenade collided with the gas canister, making them both to explode at mid-way. The force of the explosion sent both fighters back a few feet as they fell on their backs. Negaduck recovered first, and, taking advantage of the gas cloud in front of him covering his moves, took another grenade out.
"Very impressive kid, but, as you pointed, only Dipwing had ever stopped me, and, face it, as much as you can try impersonating that silly duck, you aren't him."
"You're right. I'm not Darkwing," Wally's voice was heard from behind the cloud, "which means I have my own tricks!"
WHOOOOSSSSHHH!
A mighty wind, courtesy of Wally's lungs, sent the gas over Negaduck, who started coughing, and dropped the now active grenade at his feet… and his outfit was filled up with several explosive and flammable weapons.
BABABABOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!
Wally was sent out of the room by the powerful explosion. When he recovered, changed back to normal, and entered the room, using his blowing to clear up the smoke. He found Negaduck, badly bruised and unconscious, yet living, right under a pile of debris and cannon balls. Wally sighed in relief, and approached him for a better check up.
"I wonder if The Justice Ducks would accept a wolf on the team."
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CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!
Hillary, by using her bracelets Wonder Woman-style, have handled to avoid getting cut by Splicer's sharp claws for a couple of minutes. Then, finding an opening on the scientist's guard, threw a punch against his jaw, making him to stop the attack. Hillary tried to hit him again, but Splicer recovered in a moment, and gave her a mighty punch at the kisser, sending the girl against a nearby metal lab table, denting it because of the impact.
Hillary shook her head and recovered just in time to put her right wrist's bracelet in front of her face right before Splicer could bite her. The lion-man then tried to pin her against the floor, but Hillary could place her boots against her enemy's stomach, pushing him away. Hillary rolled to stand up, but, the moment she did it, Splicer punched her with all his strength, stunning the hyena, who couldn't stop the villain from grabbing her by the shoulders, and slam her against the floor several times like a rag doll, and then kick her across the room.
Hillary, dizzy, used a nearby wall for support and stand up; at that moment, she lost her breath because of the powerful grip on her neck, courtesy of Splicer's paws. He then lifted the girl, and, without loosening his grip, slammed her against the wall, his arms extended all the time to keep her at a good height and slam her again against the floor if he wanted to.
"You see how useless your power is when compared to mine, hyena?" Splicer mocked her while tightening his grip. "And this is nothing next to the power I'll have when your boyfriend's genes reveal me the secrets to bond my DNA with the mightiest beasts alive in a perfect fusion. I'll be as strong as I am brilliant! The most dangerous toon alive!"
Hillary glared at the scientist, and grabbed his wrists, applying her own strength to them to stop the strangling. Splicer growled in anger, and increased his grip's strength, focusing entirely on breaking the girl's neck… forgetting about her legs.
Hillary focused a good part of her strength on her pelvis and legs, and, taking Splicer by surprise, caught the scientist's neck with a scissors grapple. The lion-man tried to shake his head to escape, but the hyena replied by tightening her grip on the villain's neck, who started losing his breath, and his own grip on the hyena's neck lost force.
"You have the strength and the instincts, Splicer," Hillary finally found her voice back while slowly twisting the villain's wrists and keeping her grip on his neck, "but you lack the knowledge and the experience to use them. Let me give you a little lesson!"
CRACK!
CRACK!
"ROOOOAAAAUUUGH!" Splicer roared in pain after Hillary injured his wrists. The hyena then released her enemy's arms, and while using the wall to support her back, linked her paws and lifted them over her head, aiming at the lion-man's head.
"HILL SMASH!"
PUNCHRACK!
Splicer got stunned because of the mighty hit on top of his skull. Hillary then impulse herself over Splicer, still with her legs around his neck, and forced his back to arch so she could place her paws on the floor. The girl flexed her arms, and then, in a sudden, extended them, catapulting the villain over her and away from the wall. Hillary released him, and Splicer fell over the same lab table he slammed her against a few moments ago.
The scientist rolled over the table and tried to stand up, but Hillary jumped over his chest, hitting him with her knees and leaving him breathless. The hyena then started punching his face at high speed, not giving him a second to try defending himself. After about ten dozen punches (a hit more, a hit less), Hillary jumped down the table, and grabbed Splicer by his legs, and, for a more secure grip, twisted his feline tail around her right arm. Then, she yanked him, and started spinning, gaining more and more speed at each moment; when she decided it was enough, the girl released her prey by throwing him pretty high (the lab had a very tall ceiling), and, without losing a second, took advantage of the spinning speed to dash at the closest wall.
Hillary jumped at the wall and supported her boots against it, flexing her knees and tensing all her muscles while looking at Splicer, who had started falling and was showing his back to the hyena. The girl then bounced at a terrifying speed, and caught him at mid air, supporting her forehead on the scientist's back and grabbing both his arms while keeping the rest of her body straight like an arrow. Splicer wide opened his eyes in fear, noticing that, on the opposite wall, there were several metal shelves attached to the wall, all of them a foot of separation between each one, and he was heading against them.
CLLLLAAAAAUUUUUNNNNGGGGGGGHHH!
Hillary fell to the floor a couple of seconds before Splicer. Because of the hyena's attack, the scientist's forehead, chest, upper part of the legs, and knees were badly injured by the shelves while his back and neck received an awful damage.
"H…how could I lo… lose?" Splicer talked, shocked, half because of the pain and half because of his unexpected defeat, "Y… you are sm… smaller… and wea… weaker…I had f… full advantage."
"Tell that to King David, Bruce Lee and Jerry Mouse, fool." Hillary smirked at her enemy, who, at that moment, started shrinking in front of the hyena. Slowly, Splicer started losing his animal attributes, and, less than one minute later, he was back to his normal, yet now incredibly pained, self. Hillary stood up and snarled at him while cracking her knuckles and neck, scaring Splicer as he had never been in his life.
"W… what are you g… going to do? You… won! You d… don't need to d… do anything e… else!"
"True, but I asked for five minutes alone with Doctor Gene Splicer, not with Mister Evil Mufasa." Hillary got a sinister look while leaning to grab Splicer by his collar. "And I'm not doing this just for me… I'm doing this so you never, ever, can use your perverted science against anyone else, and so you can receive the whole punishment I planned to give your whole gang. And you should know, breaking bones is what hyenas do best, and I know exactly how to do it, without eliminating you, in a very painful way." Hillary snarled at the scientist, aiming at his head with her right fist.
"Get ready for the five most unforgettable minutes of your life."
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"Shirley, are you okay?" Quiverwing leaned next to the loon, who had fainted next to Liquidator. The loon opened her eyes, and smiled to her friend.
"Yes… I'm just like, exhausted, or some junk." Shirley said in a very tired voice, and then noticed a brown sack next to Quiverwing.
"What's in the sack?"
"Bushroot. Do you want some salad?" Quiverwing joked while helping Shirley stand up. A few moments later, Mary and The J.A.M. emerged from a nearby corridor, using a paddy wagon to transport the knocked out Megavolt and Quackerjack (both tied up with cables the couple got from the villains' room), and then Wally appeared carrying the unconscious Negaduck, tied up with his own cape.
"Wow!" Quiverwing wide opened their eyes, incredibly impressed. "Great job, guys!"
"Thanks, Quiverwing; it seems you did it well yourself too." Wally said to the girl while placing Negaduck on top of Megavolt and Quackerjack.
"Now, we still have to check on Hillary; since she hadn't appeared, maybe she is still fighting Splicer, or chasing him." The J.A.M. pointed; Mary nodded in agreement, and then wide opened her eyes in realization.
"Hey, we also have to go check on Ronald! We don't know if that clone…"
KRAKOOOOOOM!
"… beat him." Mary and the others looked at the huge hole that appeared on the corridor just twelve feet away from where they were standing. Once the dust settled, the toons saw a large mountain of debris and a bruised, dusted, and furious green hybrid emerging from the hole, glaring murderously at them.
"Here we go again." Quiverwing said in a hurry while taking one arrow out from her bag, and all her friends adopted defensive positions as the green clone extended his claws and snarled at them. Ronald-Clone tensed his muscles, ready to attack, when the debris started shaking.
"ROOOOAAAARRRR!" Ronald emerged from under the debris, looking as bruised as the clone, but ready to fight as well.
"You forgot about me so soon, Greenie? Round two is about to start!" The hybrid snarled at his clone, who forgot about the group in front of him to turn all his attention at his original. Then, the two of them threw a punch at the other's jaw at the same time, getting stunned for a second, but returning to their exchange of blows immediately.
"We have to help him!" Wally was stopped by Quiverwing.
"No, wait; Ronald is doing it well without us, and we might end up getting on his way! The best we can do is allowing him to finish this fight, and be ready in case he really needs our help."
Ronald hit his clone's chest and then threw a kick against his guts, but Ronald-Clone caught his paw and twisted it, sending Ronald to the floor and showing his back to the enemy. The clone sat on Ron's back, and, after placing his knees at Ronald's sides, with Ronald's arms over them, linked his green paws over Ron's forehead, yanking it with all his might. The pain at his neck was tremendous, but Ronald somehow could resist it and slipped his arms to grab the clone's paws; then, in a sudden, tossed the clone over him, making the duplicate to land in front, with his back paws at Ronald's reach. Ron grabbed his duplicate by the ankles, and, after standing up, smashed him against the wall. The clone tensed his legs and abdomen's muscles, and sat in a sudden to deliver a hard punch to Ronald's belly, making him release his prey. The duplicate rolled to stand up, and charged against Ronald, who received him with a wrestling grapple; the clone replied with one of his own, and both fighters rolled on the floor, getting apart from Ron's friends, who, like Quiverwing said, remained alert the whole time.
The fighters separated and stood up, circling each other. They charged again, throwing a perfectly mirrored series of attacks; each kick or punch by one was duplicated by the other, blocking all the hits. At a certain moment, the panting warriors got a silent agreement, and started backing up, without losing sight of each other. When they were about twenty feet apart, Ronald and the clone got tackling positions, and their feet made a circling effect.
"Oh, no! It's a double Mega-Ramming!" Mary gasped, recognizing Ronald's most powerful football tackle.
"Everyone, duck and cover, or some junk!" Shirley yelled, and, right when Ronald and his clone made their charge, the other toons jumped chest down to the floor, covering their ears and closing the eyes.
POOOOOWWWWAAAAAAMMMMMHHHHH!
The J.A.M. was the first one to open his eyes, and immediately motioned his partners to do the same. Ronald was walking clumsily in front of them, with a dizzy expression, and covered in green dust.
"So this is why we always wear a helmet when playing football…" Ronald commented goofily to nobody in particular, and then fell on his back. His friends rushed against him, and Quiverwing took out one of her stench gas arrows, releasing a little of the gas in front of Ronald's nose to make him react.
"The cafeteria is serving stew again…" Ronald groggily said after smelling the arrow, and then shook his head, regaining his conscience, but still needed Wally and The J.A.M.'s help to stand up.
"Hey, Ronnie, how do you feel?" Quiverwing asked his large friend, still impressed by the fight, but also concerned about his health.
"I think… I'll be alright later; but, right now, my head feels as if I had the hippos from that Disney's movie dancing on it." Ronald commented while rubbing his head, "And you guys are fine? Those villains didn't hurt any of you?"
"We handled them, Ronald. And don't worry, we are all okay." Wally said to his friend while pointing at the fallen criminals.
"And where's Hillary?" Ronald asked in a slightly more alerted state. The other toons looked nervously at each other, until Mary placed herself in front of him, but, right when she opened her mouth…
NNNNNAAAAAAAAAUUUUURRRRREEEEELLLLLLPPPP!
"She went after Splicer, and I think she caught him!" Mary immediately guessed who screamed a second ago, surprising the toons. Then, they moved as fast as they could through the corridor Hillary went at when they split up; Shirley used her powers to lighten up Ronald a little bit while Mary and Quiverwing helped him walk, and the wagon with all the villains on it was pulled by The J.A.M. and Wally; obviously, even if the villains were already defeated, leaving them unguarded was pretty risky. After a couple of minutes, they reached the lab's steel door.
"Definitely, Hillary must be behind that door." Ronald said while giving a fast look to the destroyed guns at the corridor. Wally and The J.A.M. dashed to the door, noticing the control panel next to it.
"This door opens with a password." The jaguar informed his partners while checking the buttons. Maybe, if some of them were partially erased (which would prove they were the most used), it would be easier to guess the combination.
"Maybe I can spin-change into someone who can take down the door, or Shirley can use her telekinesis to do it." Wally suggested.
"Perhaps I still have an explosive arrow left." Quiverwing commented while checking her quiver.
BBAAAANNNG!
The toons jumped a step back when the door suddenly got a human silhouette perfectly impressed from the inside. Then, despite the obvious thickness of the walls and door, they could still hear various hitting sounds and screams coming from the lab.
"Hey, that's it!" The jaguar's expression brightened, and turned at Ronald, "If we can hear what's going on inside, maybe Hillary can hear us as well if we roar."
"Good idea; let's do it." Ronald agreed, and both predators took a deep breath while the other toons covered their ears.
RRRROOOOOOAAAAAAARRRRR!
At that moment, the noise from the lab stopped. Everyone at the corridor got silent for almost a minute, until the door opened, and a very tired Hillary stepped out from the lab.
"That surely beats a doorbell." Hillary joked, and then advanced at Ronald, who gently separated from Mary and Quiverwing, and both toons embraced, using each other as support since they were equally tired.
"You won, right?" Hillary asked Ronald while tightening the embrace.
"You had any doubt?" Ronald replied in a tired yet happy tone. Hillary chuckled, and both toons kneeled without breaking the embrace; after the experience they had suffered, none wanted to separate from the other not even a moment.
Everyone smiled at the couple, and Mary approached her boyfriend, giving him a slight kiss on the cheek. The jaguar purred in happiness, and placed a paw on the girl's shoulder while both of them kept looking at their embracing friends. Quiverwing then reacted, realizing someone needed to give a look to Splicer, and moved at the door.
"Holy guacamole!" Quiverwing exclaimed, making everyone but Ron and Hillary to look at her. The duckette got a slightly green look, and turned her back to the lab, directing to her friends while fighting the nausea.
"Do yourselves a favor, and don't... don't... and, I repeat, DON'T take a look in there." Quiverwing said, sweating cold. "Compared to this, the most gruesome horror movies are like a Barbie's one!"
"Maybe I exaggerated a little bit." Hillary finally turned to see her other friends, getting a sheepish smile.
"How bad it looks, Quiverwing?" The J.A.M. cautiously asked; as a predator, a little gruesome scene couldn't scare him, but he knew that the duckette in front of him was used to see the goriest flicks without having nightmares, so, if anything could make her react that way, he wasn't running risks.
"Let me put it this way," Quiverwing sighed deeply while closing her eyes, "We need to call some paramedics, and tell them to bring brooms, a garden hose, a couple spatulas, their stomachs totally empty, an expert in puzzle-solving, and, if possible, a psychiatrist to attend any case of hysteria."
"Fine… I exaggerated a lot." Hillary sighed, shaking her head.
At that moment, one of the nearby walls started trembling, and, a split second later, a section of it fell, revealing Buster and Babs Bunny, using miners' outfits, alongside Bugs, Ruby, Fifi, Wile E. Coyote, Calamity (both canines carrying several weird-looking weapons) and a few dozen cops. The groups looked at each other, and then Babs got a casual grin.
"So… what did we miss here?"