Carue, with his mic, took off his helmet and Eyelashes cleared his throat, ma-ma-mahing akin to Igaram. Suddenly, he began to beatbox. Carue began to squawk a dope rhyme. People came around and listened to his rap. Some animals came out, attracted to his flow. Carue began to pace back and forth while he spat fire. People began to throw berries into his helmet. Some of the dogs that came began to breakdance and spin. From the crowd, came a Kung-Fu Dugong. It beat on its shell in rhythm to Eyelashes' beatboxing. As Carue quacked, the Dugong cried along in rhythm. Finally, Carue attempted to dance himself. He did a few steps, took a wingstand and spun on his head seven times consecutively and finished with a leap and a pose. Everyone clapped, throwing berries and flowers at the trio. Carue, Eyelashes and the Dugong collected the money and flowers and ran out the town. "Donald Duck better watch out, 'cause his twin is gangsta!" Someone said.
The three counted the money and split it evenly. The flowers, Eyelashes wanted to eat. However the Dugong stopped him in his tracks, thinking of another way to use them. A spark flashed in his eye.