The Pound Puppies wander along, contemplating how they might make some more money, when they hear, "Hey, guys!" The Pound Puppies quickly look behind them and see Duncan walking toward them. "What'cha doin'?"
"Well, we were looking for some way to make money so we could buy some raffle tickets." Cooler says.
"Gee," Duncan says. "I really wish I could help; I just spent the last of my own money buying cotton candy."
"Can't blame ya," Scrounger replies. "That cotton candy's really tasty."
"Scrounger!" Nose Marie exclaims indignantly.
"Hey!" Whopper says suddenly. "Look at those great teddy bears!" He motions toward a nearby booth, lined with several large, fuzzy bears.
Nose Marie frowns. "Now, Whopper, Hon, we's all s'posed t'be savin' money fer them-there raffle tickets."
"I know, but since we can't afford the tickets now anyway, it can't hurt, right?"
"Honestly, Whopper." says Violet. "What's so special about those teddy bears?"
Suddenly, from behind the booth, comes, THUD! OOH, WATCH WHERE YA'S GOIN, YA KLUTZ!
"Uhm, they…talk?" says Whopper.
At that very moment, the two dognappers spring out from behind the booth(Well, rather stumble out from a large pile of teddy bears). "Look, Tubbs! It's them mutts, an' dey got that real rare one with 'em! Let's get 'em!"
"Pound Puppies, let's start pounding!" Cooler exclaims. At this, the nine dogs quickly turn and rush away, with the dognappers in hot pursuit. Out of the corner of his eye, Cooler spots the echo machine. "Quick, guys! In here!"
The dogs promptly rush into the back of the machine just as the dognappers approach them. "Haw haw, we got 'em now!" Tubbs guffaws. "Let's nab 'em!"
"No…wait," Flack says. "Rather than nab 'em right away, let's give 'em a taste a' their own medicine first!" He walks up to the machine and drops a quarter in the slot, which is promptly caught by Cooler inside the machine.
"Say…" Cooler says. "I think we've just had our money problem solved!"
Flack takes a kazoo out of the pocket of his coat and blows on it. BZZ!
"Ah, that's an easy one." says Whopper. He takes a kazoo(which he'd won in a game earlier) out of his own pocket and blows on it. BZZ!
"Lemme try one." says Tubbs. He drops a quarter in, then takes a small, plastic, bird-shaped whistle out of the pocket of his coat and blows on it. TWEE-TWEE-TWEE-TWEE-TWEET!
Brighteyes promptly takes another small, plastic, bird-shaped whistle(which she'd won in a game earlier) out of her purse and blows on it. TWEE-TWEE-TWEE-TWEE-TWEET!
"Huh," Flack muses. "They's gettin' these too easy. Wonder what we could find that'd be tuffer fer 'em ta match…"
"Duh, how's about dis oboe, Flack?" Tubbs hands him the aforementioned.
"Yeah, dis'll be perfect, uh…where'd'ja get dis oboe from? Well, never mind." Flack drops a quarter in, then pipes out a tune. TOODLE-OODLE-OO, TOODLE-OODLE-OODLE-OODLE-OODLE-OODLE-OO.
"An oboe, eh?" says Barkerville. He promptly produces an oboe of his own and plays it. TOODLE-OODLE-OO, TOODLE-OODLE-OODLE-OODLE-OODLE-OODLE-OO.
"Say, that's mighty clever. Where'd you get that oboe from, Barky?" Scrounger inquires.
"Why, the same place they did." the English bulldog replies. The dogs all stare at him oddly.
"Rats! They came back wit' dat fast!" says a shocked Flack. "C'mon Tubbs, we's gotta find somethin' what'll be harder ta copy." The dognappers then hurry off.
Violet peeks through the coin slot. "They just ran off."
"Wonder what they're about to do." says Scrounger.