"Ugh, can you hurry up a little bit? Just because I'm stuck watching you doesn't mean that I should have to physically carry you everywhere. We're already late to the party, I don't want to look like the biggest square in Donald's Dreamland." The taller, dark blue monkey turned around as a shorter, dark purple monkey jogged to catch up.

"Hey, I'm not the one who wanted to be here. Blame mom. You think I'd rather be out here with you, going to hang out with your weird friends at some party? I'm not going to know anybody. Just leave me behind and I'll go find an arcade or something and you can come grab me on the way home or something. Mom isn't going to know."

The taller monkey scoffed and shook his head. "Just, come on. You're always in your room. Get out and socialize sometimes. It'll probably be good for you to talk to a girl or something too. How many sixteen-year-olds still watch cartoons? Besides, I don't think I'm going back home for a few hours and I don't need you to go back home and have mom get mad at me. I was supposed to hang out with you tonight, Domino."

Domino rolled his eyes and sighed. "Whatever. Also, just because you don't watch cartoons doesn't mean nobody else does. A lot of other Toons at school watch them. What do you and your friends do? Sit around and drink root beers and do nothing? Way more interesting, and for your information I have talked to girls before. I talk to them all the time!"

"Your teachers don't count as girls, Domino. I mean like, get a girlfriend. Listen, you're my brother and as so it is my responsibility to help you meet girls and get a girlfriend and be cool. Just come on, we're almost there. If you're really that bored, then I'll drop you off at the arcade or something and you can go nerd it up. Just try not to embarrass me, please." The duo of chimps walked up to a lime green estate. Inside of the house there was mostly silence and peace, unlike any party that Domino had been expecting. "Hmm, looks like we might be early."

"I'm imagining it now. Derek and all of his friends, drinking and partying in the empty, musicless house. It sounds even more exciting than I thought. This is exactly how I wanted to spend my Saturday night." The purple monkey rubbed his neck and tilted it to try and look in one of the windows.

Knocking, Derek shoved his brother, nearly toppling the younger Toon over into the bushes aside the window. After a few seconds a slovenly rabbit dressed in stain covered sweats opened the door and chortled in a laid-back tone. "Oh, man. Is that Derek? I was wondering when you were going to here man." Turning to the other monkey, the bunny grinned and nodded. "Ah, man. Is that your brother? Hell yeah, I didn't know he was down. Awesome job little bro! Come on in guys! Party is just starting!"

Patting and hugging his friend, Derek walked in, followed slowly by Domino who was overwhelmed by an unusual stench of what appeared to be body odor and something he couldn't quite muster. Inside the house was a mess of empty cans and bottles, dirty clothes strewn everywhere, and tattered furniture. "Damn, dude. It is so cool you got your own place. It's really looking nice. How much are you paying for this place?"

"Freedom is the only thing to live for my dudes. No more parents to tie me down with their rules, trying to control me. Like, they pay for me to live here and everything so that's cool, but I don't have to like be at their beck and call to "clean up" or "stop drinking and get a job." Total squares, y'know?"

"Yeah, cleaning. What a weird thing. Wouldn't want to smell good." Domino whispered under his breath.

The rabbit led the trip into the living room where a group of four other Toons were sitting in a circle with a bottle on the floor. "Hey guys, look who decided to finally show up?" The rabbit motioned to the pair of monkeys. Immediately everyone stood up and started wooping and pumping their fists. There were two girls and two guys, and much to Domino's surprise, one of them appeared to be a classmate.

One of the other guys, a red dog grabbed Domino by the neck and have him a noogie. "Look at this little dude! Never met you before bro, you here with Derek?"

"Yeah, he's my little brother. He doesn't know a whole lot about being cool so I thought I would invite him if that's cool, with everyone. Dude just stays inside all day playing video games and being a nerd." Derek's tone shifted suddenly once he was around his friends, going to a way more easy-going and cooler than Domino was used to. However, the younger monkey couldn't help but settle his eyes on the cute deer who had settled back down on the floor in front of the bottle. "So, looks like you guys got everything ready, Stinky?"

"Oh, definitely. Take a seat. Maybe we can let your bro go first since he's like, an honorary guest or something, y'know? It'd be pretty cool." The rabbit sat crisscross on the floor and patted the floor. Joined by the two monkeys, the seven Toons were ready for whatever was about to happen.

Feeling his heart racing, Domino reached out and grabbed the bottle. "So, are we doing like spin the bottle or something?" The group broke out into laughter at the innocent Toon's innocuous comment.

Unsure of what caused the hilarity, Domino was about to speak up before his brother covered his mouth. "Ah, he's just messing with you guys. He's a real jokester you know."

"Are you sure he's cool?" The other girl, a pink crocodile glared at Domino skeptically. "I'm not risking anything. I am NOT supposed to be here and if anybody says anything then I'm totally going to get in trouble."

"Don't worry dudes, he's an alright dude." Stinky turned to Domino and winked. "Don't worry, I'll go ahead and get things started." The brown rabbit grabbed the bottle and blew into the hole. "Bottle, bottle on the floor, land on me so I can score." The clear bottle spun on the carpet before momentum slowing down and pointing towards the Toon who had sent it on its original journey. "Bro, nobody is better at this than me. Hell yeah!" Doing a wiggle jig, the rabbit reached into his pocket and pulled out a small sandwich bag filled with a powdery white substance.

Everyone except for Domino started cheering and laughing as Stinky pulled out a small plastic spoon and dug it into the baggy. "That looks like some great stuff, bro." The red dog clapped his hands and licked his lips. "Better not hog it all again this time!"

Domino nearly flung backwards when he realized what was happening. "Holy Bananas, is that powdered sugar?"

"I knew it. Domino, your brother is a total square." The pink crocodile rolled her eyes at the purple monkey and put her hands on her sides. "Bet he's going to go tell your mommy and get us all in trouble." Domino looked over to the deer who was covering her mouth anxiously. Blushing, the ape cleared his throat and tried to play things off.

"Hey, I'm cool guys. It's just, I didn't know that you guys were cool enough. I'm no square, I eat powdered sugar all the time!" The younger monkey did his best not to embarrass his brother, or more importantly himself in front of the cute deer.

Derek looked at his brother skeptically and tried to change the conversation. "Don't worry, like I said guys. He's cool. Why don't we just keep going. Stinky gets to spin again, right?"

The brown bunny's pupils grew twice in size and the lethargic, lazy Toon leapt up and began doing a dance. "Hoo boy, this is some good stuff! I feel like a million jellybeans, guys! I don't think I can sit back down; I just need to dance. Someone spin for me, why don't you go Ella?"

"Um, okay!" The orange deer smiled hesitated grabbing the bottle, looking towards Domino and blushing. Spinning the bottle, she repeated the same phrase that Stinky had repeated. "Um, bottle, bottle on the floor land on me so I can score!" In the background, Stinky was stumbling around, barely catching himself on the ledges of furniture, curtains, or anything else the sugar-high rabbit could grasp. Similar to the rabbit, the pointed part of the spinner landed on the fawn. "Oh, looky! It landed on me! I guess that I get to go?"

"Nice job, babe." The red dog, who was several years older than anybody else at the party, wrapped his arm around the deer's shoulder and kissed her, instantly deflating Domino. "Show them all how it's done!" Sliding the baggy to his girlfriend, the dog rubbed his hands together. The deer dipped the spoon inside of the bag and pulled it up, a third full before shoving it into her mouth.

Shivering with excitement, the deer fluttered and chuckled. "Ooh that felt nice! That is some good stuff!" The young Toon hesitated a bit, seeming uncomfortable about the entire situation, trying to please the dog. "Alright, so does someone else wanna go?"

The dog rolled his eyes and laughed. "Come on, Ella. Is that all you're going to do? Stinky took a whole spoon. Don't tell me you're a square. Boo! Boo!" Heckling, the dog and soon the rest of the Toons joined with the exception of Domino who felt bad for what appeared to be the overwhelmed deer. "Don't be a square, babe! I don't want to find a new girlfriend!"

"Hey guys, do we really need to push her? I thought we were here to have fun. She had some, why don't we just move on?" Domino stuttered out the words, drawing the ire of his brother.

"Shut up, white knight. She's not a square like you. Come on, Ella. Take another spoonful!" Derek shook his fist and hollered into the air.

Bowing to the pressure of everyone, Ella dipped the spoon into the bag and trudged out an overflowing pile of the powdered sugar, shoving the spoonful into her mouth and immediately seeming to be impacted by the overflowing energy. Leaping up, the deer roared like a lion, before kicking off her shoes and dancing around. "Woo! Yeah! That's it!" Ripping off her shirt, the Toon made Stinky's antics look like a Buddhist Monk during Temple. Leaping off furniture, swinging from the chandelier, and otherwise causing chaos. Everyone else aside from Domino had dug a spoonful in. It was a little disappointing for the younger monkey to know that his brother did powdered sugar, but it almost seemed more disappointing to see what happened with Ella who seemed like a completely different Toon.

After a few minutes, everybody seemed to be romping around, taunting Domino, singing incoherent sentences into the endless void and being as loud as possible. Everything seemed to be ramping up until the moment it happened. Ella, who had been dancing shirtless on the couch suddenly dropped to her knees, rolling off the couch and landing on the floor. Convulsing, and foaming at the mouth, everything seemed to calm down as the Toons all crowded around Ella. "Dude, is she okay?" The pink crocodile asked, concerned.

"Come on Ella, stop messing around, man. This ain't funny!" Stinky dropped to a knee and started lightly slapping the deer. "Bro, I think she might be in trouble. I don't think she's breathing, man. What do we do?"

The red dog grabbed a jacket off the floor and began flinging it on. "Man, I'm getting out of here. She's overdosing, bro. If someone knows I was here, then I could get in real big trouble. It's one thing if a bunch of teenagers are partying together and doing some sugar, but not when it is supplied by a twenty-four-year-old. Peace, dudes!" Sprinting out the door, the older dog didn't bother closing the door behind him. He was quickly followed by the pink crocodile and Derek who was trying to pull his brother out with him.

"Dude, we need to bail! Mom would kill us if she found out we were here doing sugar!" Derek ran his head through his hair and yanked on it anxiously. "What the heck are you doing! Move, man! Stop lagging again!"

"We can't just leave her here! She needs to go to the hospital! Besides, I wasn't doing anything! You dragged me here and started doing powdered sugar! I'm not leaving her here!" Domino ran back and knelt by the unconscious Toon, trying to lift her up. Struggling, he strained himself before calling over to Stinky who was still in the middle of a sugar-high fueled panic. "Dude, come help me! We need to get her to the hospital!"

Unsure of what to do, the bunny bounced back and forth on each foot, rubbing his neck and gulping. " Man, I can't go to the hospital like this. They'll know I was doing sugar, then they'll tell my parents, and I'll lose this pad! I can't go down like this man!"

Pounding the floor with his fist, shaking the nearby table, Domino sneered at the stupid rabbit. "Hey, idiot! If we don't do anything she's going to die in YOUR pad, "bro." If she dies in YOUR house, there will be way more trouble!" Closing his eyes, he pinched his nose. "Fine, you two help me get her into a teleportation hole and get her to the hospital! I'll take her in alone and say I found her somewhere on the way home from the arcade. I won't mention anyone and you're all getting away with it even though all of you encouraged this. Sure wish her "boyfriend" would have helped! What a piece of garbage!"

"Hey, Gummi is a solid dude. He just couldn't risk going to prison again. Can't blame him. He'll definitely do the right thing, I'm sure!" Derek tried to defend his friend before slumping down and realizing how true his brother's words were. "Anyways, I guess let's get her to the hospital." Joining the other pair, the trio lifted the helpless deer and jumped into the teleportation hole, on their way to the hospital.


"Sixteen-year-old girl, witness said he was walking home when he found her unconscious in an alley, convulsing and foaming at the mouth." A short, chubby brown mouse read over a hastily written note that he had recorded as he had taken the call from the operator. "Sounds like some kind of overdose or something, not sure why they needed us here."

"It sounds like a load of bologna to me. Guy was just walking through a dark alley at night and found this overdosing teenage girl? Sounds like he's hiding something. Might have been with her when it happened or something. I mean, maybe I'm wrong, but I'm not buying it and I guess the hospital staff didn't either. They managed to keep him here so we could come question him. Don't give things away though, we want to make sure we get the full truth from this guy." The slightly taller, lime green dog pulled off his sunglasses as the duo walked inside of the Donald's Dreamland General Hospital. "I hate these places. Why are they so bright? Guess I better put these back on." Sliding the darkened glasses from his pocket, the dog placed them back on his face and breathed a sigh of relief. The duo strolled through until they reached their first destination, a small room near the back.

The brown mouse inhaled and pushed open the door. Inside was a typical hospital room, a TV was mounted to the wall, beeping medical equipment, and the most important thing, the bed which held a young deer. Much to the Rangers' surprise, there was already somebody else in the room, but they didn't look like a doctor. It was a fuchsia duck, wearing a backwards firetoon's hat and blue jean shorts. Was this the victim's family? "Um, excuse me. This is a Ranger investigation; I'm going to need to ask who you are." The brown mouse inquired.

Turning around, the large duck had a look of dismissal as she pulled out a badge from her pocket and shoved it into the rat's face. "Donald's Dreamland Drug Enforcement. Leave it to the Rangers to feel like they need to be involved in this case. Why don't you two go take a walk down to the cafeteria and get yourselves a nice snack and let me handle this?" Turning back around, the arrogant Toon continued looking over the unconscious deer. The equipment attached to them beeped steadily, letting the Rangers feel some relief that the fawn was still alive.

"Woah, no need to be so hostile there squeaky. I'm Deputy Skids, and this is my partner Brownie. We were just called here because there was reason to believe that this may be a criminal investigation. We're not here to step on any toes or anything, so why don't we all just back up and start again?" Pretending to do a slow-motion reversal out of the room, Skids closed the door behind him. Knocking, the green dog walked back inside and bowed his head. "Good afternoon, ma'am. My name is Deputy Skids. I am the lead Ranger for the Toontown Rangers, and this is my partner Brownie Batter. We received a call regarding a potential crime and were just trying to look for the doctor who made the call."

"Ugh, I told the doctor not to call anybody. I said I could handle it. I don't need the Rangers here telling me how to do my job. I've already talked to the witness and he's in the lobby. I don't need anything from you two. I can handle this." The purple duck continued taking notes, not acknowledging the Toons behind her. A few awkward moments passed with neither Ranger unable to say anything. Eventually the duck turned around and placed her hands on her hips. "Do you guys not speak anymore? Or are your brains filled with thoughts of how great you are and it isn't getting through? I've handled this, it is a straight-forward overdose. Kid was probably partying and didn't know how to handle herself, maybe got pressured into some powdered-sugar and her friends or whoever ditched her somewhere. I've seen it a hundred times."

Deputy almost fell backwards at the duck's words. How could someone be so arrogant, did she not understand how things worked? Before he could speak, Brownie had already started to dig into the duck. "Listen here, duck. Whatever your name is. The Toontown Rangers outrank you. Even if you are the Head Agent at the Drug Enforcement, Deputy here is the lead Ranger. I think you'd be best off treating him with a bit of respect. We've already said we're not here to interfere. We have to gather our own information. Sixteen-year-old kids don't just come across powdered sugar. We want to talk to the witness. There has been a string of deaths from overdoses in the last few weeks, as I'm sure you're aware. This goes beyond whatever it is that you do."

"Come on now, hold on, Brownie. We don't need to pull rank here. We're all here for the same reason. Why can't we all just work together? After all, our friend here might have some information that might be able to help us, and maybe we have something that can help her?" This seemed to catch the attention of the furious fowl who finally turned to face the pair with a skeptical look on her face.

"Help me, eh? I doubt that. I'm sure you guys think you understand what is going on, but you don't. I'm down in the dirt on these cases. Unlike you guys, the Drug Enforcement Agency doesn't have hundreds of Rangers who can work on cases. Its just me. I'm the only one in Donald's Dreamland. I have to handle all of this myself. So yeah, don't pull rank on me, because I am in charge. I don't care if you're above me, I'm way above you here. You want information? Fine. This girl likely overdosed on powdered sugar, yeah. But where it is coming from is what is bothering me. This isn't just powdered sugar; this is some supped up version. The doctors think that even in small doses there is a high risk of contracting Die-abeetes. Powerful stuff. Nothing that I've seen until recently. I think there's a new dealer in town and they're dealing dangerously."

Stroking his chin, Deputy took off his sunglasses and placed them on his shirt collar. "Alright, alright. This is good, I think we can work together here. You clearly sound like you have a lot of knowledge on all of this. I'm not going to lie, I'm more of an investigative type. I've never really dealt with drug related stuff though. You sound like you don't have enough resources to go after these dealers. Well, why don't we team up? It seems like that would benefit all of us, yes? We get a team, and we track down these scumbags."

The duck pondered what Skids said before finally relentingly putting her hand out and sighing. "Well, I guess I don't have a lot of other options, do I?" Shaking Skids and then Brownie's hands, she finally cracked a light smile. "I'm Sheriff Jade. Just call me Jade though."

"Wait, you're a Sheriff? I thought you were in Drug Enforcement, not the Rangers." Brownie scratched his head trying to understand everything.

"No, my name is Sheriff Jade. Like, that's part of my name. My parents were both in the Rangers and they thought if they named me Sheriff that it would force me to join them so I wouldn't have to like hide my name?" Jade shrugged. "So like, don't we need to sign something or do something official?"

Deputy chuckled and shook his head. "Ah, you're so naïve, Jade. I think it would make more sense if we just kind of did a montage, rolled a bunch of inexperienced agents and other dedicated Toons into a team, go through some struggles, and ultimately learn to work together, before we bring down the bad guy. Throw in some awesome action, maybe learning the dramatic stories from your past, and maybe somebody dies around the second act in a pit of motivation that brings us all together when we are at our lowest point?"

The fuchsia duck was stern-faced at Skids' shenanigans. "Can you be serious for two seconds? Get the paperwork together, and you can find me at my office. I'm located in the HQ Office in the playground. I have to go back and file this paperwork anyways." Stomping out of the room, the thick toon was almost out of sight when she peeked her head back in. "Your witness is Domino, he's a teenage purple monkey, he's in the lobby. Please don't scare him off. Thanks. I guess I'll see you guys later, unfortunately."

"Well, she is certainly a character. Do you really think it is a good idea to work with her? She seems like a lone-wolf type. I don't have a good feeling about her, man." Brownie bit his lip and rubbed his hands together.

"Eh, don't be such a killjoy, Ranger. Anyone who can run an entire department by themselves must be a hard worker. She seems dedicated and passionate. Plus. she probably knows the ins and outs. If there really is this massive dealer infiltrating Toontown, we want to get ahead on it. It'd get to the Rangers eventually. These gangs never end up just sticking to drug dealing. Plus, it is still technically in the job description we were sent here for. I'll get all of the paperwork handled and I'll see who is available to pull in with us. I think there's a new recruit, a crocodile. She is supposed to be feisty and hates crime with a passion. Forgot what her name is, but she would be great. Anyways, that's not what we should be worrying about right now. Let's go find that witness. No more monkeying around."

Brownie groaned at his supervisor's terrible pun. "How about you stick to investigating and leave the comedy to the professionals. We can't let this ape escape." The shorter mouse elbowed his partner and chuckled. "Get it? Oh cog, I think you're rubbing off on me."

"I'm more fun than a barrel full of monkeys, hombre. Anyways, I'm hungry for the truth. We better head to the cafeteria!"