Chapter 6: I Got An Idea
The three musketeers made their way down the road, following the tracks of the carriage toward a remote tower near a river. They crossed the bridge, careful to avoid falling over the waterfall on the right side of the bridge. When they got to the tower, Perry and Pinky set to trying to get the door open. They both pulled hard on the door, but it simply wouldn't budge.
"Hey, Doof! This door won't budge!" said Perry. He figured calling Doofy over to help would be good since the man was stronger than the two of them.
"Let me give it a try!" Doofy made a running start toward the door, heading toward it at full speed (which was unrealistically fast).
As Doofy was making his approach to charge the door, Perry noticed the sign on the door "Push." Perry pushed it slightly and it opened easily. "Hey, Doof, wait! I got- WHOA!" Perry had tried to tell Doofy that the door was open, but Doofy continued through the door, into the tower, and up the steps at high-speed.
On his way, he passed the bad guys and their captives. They saw nothing but a trail of dust and felt nothing but the wind flowing past them. They didn't know what it was. "What the heck was that?" asked Dr. Diminutive. The others were thinking the same thing.
Meanwhile, Doofy continued his ascent until he crashed through the window on the top floor. He fell through the air and got caught on a tree branch growing out of a cliff. The tree flung him back up to a cow. The cow wasn't very happy at being collided with, especially from behind. The cow, in a fit of anger, kicked Doofy square in the butt. This propelled Doofy through the air once more and toward a windmill. He spun around on the spokes until he spun out into another direction. He went back through the tower window and began rolling his way down the stairs. It was hard to stop, which resulted in him landing on the bottom in a bloody, dazed heap. When he had passed the bad guys, they just looked on, amazed at what the man was able to go through.
Doofy was helped to his feet by a worried Perry and Pinky. "Door's open," said Doofy in a daze.
Back on the tower stairs, the bad guys talked to each other about what they had seen. It was obvious the musketeers were near. "What are we supposed to do about those musketeers?" asked Rodney, the one with the girls slung over his shoulder.
"We're 87 floor up. It'll be hours before they get here," said Dr. Bloodpudding. Boy, was he wrong. Hurried footsteps were heard behind them and there were the musketeers. They were panting and on their knees on the steps, but they still looked determined as ever to get the job done.
"Hold it right there... you fiends!" said Perry, panting hard all the while.
"Sling those birds into their cage," said Dr. Bloodpudding to Rodney. The man addressed threw the tied up girls into a cage up above them. The door shut on them and they screamed in fear.
"Your highness!" said Perry.
"Let's have a little fun with these gents, shall we?" asked Dr. Bloodpudding to his crew.
"Let's get 'em!" said Perry to his men. They charged at the bad guys and a sword fight began. Rodney fought Doofy, Dr. Diminutive fought Pinky, and Dr. Bloodpudding fought Perry.
"Stop! Let the señoritas go!" said Pinky, directing his sword at his opponent.
Dr. Diminutive looked almost intimidated, but then he drew a bigger sword from his cloak. With it, he cut at Pinky's sword. Pinky's sword peeled down like a banana and Dr. Diminutive laughed. "Do you feel lucky, doggy?" Pinky was far from a doggy at this point. He was a chicken. He ran off, away from the danger.
Rodney and Doofy's fight was going well... up until one particular part. "Ooh! Is that Haley's comet?" asked Rodney, pointing in another direction.
Doofy looked in the direction pointed at and asked, "Haley's comet? Where?" While his back was turned, Rodney gained the advantage and shoved Doofy's hat onto his head, blinding him. Doofy stumbled down the stairs. All the while, the girls had been watching and... their hopes of rescue were severely dwindling.
Dr. Bloodpudding had a hand stopping Perry from getting too close. It wasn't hard to keep the smaller opponent away from him. "Let me go! Let me go! I'll slice you to ribbons!" As if that was incentive for the man to let up. As Perry slashed his sword, trying to make purchase, Doofy came up behind him and collided with him. Perry dropped his sword and watched as it twirled down 87 floors. "My sword!"
When he looked back up and Doofy had managed to pull his hat away from his face and back onto his head where it belonged, they noticed they were right between the bad guys and the stairs leading further up. The bad guys laughed evilly. They directed the two further up the steps at sword point.
"Doofy, we have to do something quick or the princess is done for," said Perry quietly.
"It's all over," said Rodney.
"Looks like you two are in over your heads," said Dr. Bloodpudding. Speaking of over heads, Doofy noticed the shattered glass window behind the bad guys. It was the same window he had crashed through earlier. The wheels in his brain turned, going over the event in his mind. After a bit of thinking, his face lit up with his plan.
"What are you planning, Doof?" asked Perry.
"I got an idea. Are you with me?" asked Doofy conspiratorially.
"You bet," Perry replied.
Doofy quickly grabbed Perry in his arms and said, "Hot soup! Coming through!" He jumped out the window with Perry.
"That was strange, wasn't it?" asked Rodney as the three looked out the window the two had jumped through. Perry and Doofy went around in the same way Doofy had before when trying to get the door open. This time, when they came back through the window, it had better results. Before the bad guys could even react, they were kicked with great force out the other window and into the river below. The bad guys were gone but, as before, Doofy and Perry rolled down the steps. On their way down, they hit the cage and the door to it flew open. Now, the two musketeers were rolling down the stairs with the still tied-up princess and lady-in-waiting. On their way further down, they passed another cage... one in which Pinky was hiding. They didn't notice him, so the little Chihuahua breathed a small sigh of relief.
Perry, Doofy, Penelope, and Isabella landed in a dazed heap at the bottom. Doofy shook his head free of the stars and asked, "Did we do it?"
"Yeah! We did it! The three of us did it!" said Perry, getting to his feet excitedly.
"All for one and-" the two started together, but Perry noticed something.
"Wait. Where's Pinky?" asked Perry.
Pinky had heard this and said, "We did it?! Well, all right!" As he said this, he tumbled out of the cage and down the steps. It was as if he had been there all along. He stood up beside his friends and went, "Hurray! We did it!" He feigned his excitement, trying to hide the fact he didn't do anything to help. The three celebrated for a moment before a curt "Ahem" was uttered by Isabella. The princess and lady-in-waiting were still tied in rope.
Perry laughed nervously and helped the princess to her feet. "Let me just, uh... kinda tight..." He reached toward the knot and pulled slightly on it, causing it to spring apart. "Whoa!" The rope fell about the two like spaghetti. Perry was on the ground, covered in rope and looked bashfully ashamed when he said, "Oops." Penelope was struck by how adorable he looked right then and giggled at the display. He stood up and the two looked for all the world like there was something between them.
"Aw, Perry made her laugh, so she knew he was the one. Will their love bloom on the way back to Paris? Perhaps if I sing them a song," said Terry. He had been watching all this happen from afar (as all narrators do) and sat at a piano to play a song. "Afloat on the breeze," sang Terry.
"On wings of love," sang some blue birds in accompaniment.
"Like birds and like bees," sang Terry.
"Sweet wings of love," the blue birds sang.
"The first day we met." As the song went on, Perry and Penelope went around, doing romantic things. At this point, they walked together down a country road.
"On wings of love."
"We watched the sun set." Perry and Penelope ran up to a wagon carrying hay.
"Sweet wings of love."
"And if by some chance." Perry put Penelope on the back of the wagon and he ran to catch up. Penelope, concerned, put out her hand to help him.
"Some twist of fate."
"We're chasing romance." Perry caught her hand and came aboard the wagon with her.
"It's not too late."
"It's heaven's design, you'll be mine. Hands entwined on wings of love." The two found themselves holding hands.
"Of love." The wagon hit a bump and brought hay down on the two. Neither seemed to mind. Penelope actually giggled at it.
"A real-life fairy tale." Later, the two were on a boat and making their way down the river. Perry stretched his arms and wrapped one of them around Penelope. She leaned in to his hold. It was beautiful in Paris tonight.
"Fairy tale."
"Down the streams of life we sail."
"Life we sail."
"And our world in twilight gleams."
"Twilight gleams."
"Like the light in your eyes inside my dreams. Your whisper lightly tickling my ear. It's Paris, ah, in the spring." The two were making their way through the maze of the palace gardens. There were places Perry took her to that even she was unaware of. It was nice.
"Spring, spring, spring, spring."
"I feel so giddy, one thing is clear: you stir my heart to sing."
"Ah, ah, ah."
"Don't take your hand from mine." The two were at the palace steps. That was where the two had to part. Their hands lingered a moment before parting slowly.
"Hand from mine."
"Just hold tight until you find. You're the light I'm dreaming of." Perry looked at Penelope with feigned happiness. He had to say goodnight, but he didn't want to.
"Dreaming of."
"And I'm waiting for you on wings of love." Penelope came toward him, removed his hat, and kissed him behind the cover of the hat. Perry was shocked at first, but after the initial shock came the warming effect of love. He smiled despite the lipstick stain on his bill.
"Bonne nuit," said Penelope, throwing Perry's fedora back to him. It landed on his head and, when it did, he collapsed to the ground in bliss.
"Ah," sighed the bluebirds.
"Waiting for you on wings..." sang Terry.
"Lovely little wings."
"...Of love."
"On wings of love."
As the music came to an end, Terry said, "Ah, young love." He laughed to himself knowingly.
Meanwhile, the Enigma was having a problem. He burst into his lair and shouted, "I have a problem! Those three drongos have proved tougher than I thought!" His three henchmen were hung across a clothesline and pinned there by clothespins on their cloaks. The Silver Viper had hung them there and it looked like a fairly efficient way to get them dry.
"Yeah. So?" asked Dr. Diminutive, who hung quite a ways off the ground.
"So quit hanging around!" The Enigma struck the small man on the line, causing the man to sway. "We have to change the plans, see? Now we're gonna have to pull the ol' switcheroo tomorrow night..." He un-clipped the man from the wire and he collapsed to the ground. "At the opera!" The poster on the wall was looked at again since the choir began singing again. When it finished, the Enigma had been scowling, but turned it into a smile of sorts. "That little ditty begins to grow on me." The three henchmen looked at each other, perplexed.
The Enigma went on, "Now, listen. To get to the princess, we're gonna have to pick those blokes off one... by... one."
I do not own the rights to the song "Sweet Wings of Love." This was a rather interesting chapter though. Rescue and romance, what more do you want? Of course, there is the issue of that little threat the Enigma gave at the end. We shall see what happens next in the next chapter. Please keep reading and reviewing, thanks :)