"Okay, I'm done with the video," he said. "Good." Bingo was then thrown into the same cell as Kong. "Come on, Flunkies, Smirky's turn," he said. I had to go and warn Smirky Bumberpop! I teleported, and ran, but I didn't find him in time. I ran back to the HQ, and he was already there. "I'll make a video! Please, just don't..."
So, he made a video, and was thrown into the cell with the others. "Last one, Flapjack."
Okay, you're getting bored, I can tell. I'll skip a little bit. Here's what happens after they found Flapjack. "Where am I? Why am I here?" "You're a Youtuber, correct?" "Yeah, I was part of Toonscollab." "I need you to make a video." "Why would I make a video for you?" "This is why." He loaded the gun and aimed it. "Good point." I had to get help! I ran around a corner, and I had a head on collision with an Ambulance Chaser.
"I found a tresspasser," the Ambulance Chaser, now holding me by the shirt, said to the Legal Eagle. "Ow!" I exclaimed as he dropped me onto the floor. "Glad we found you," he said slyly. He tossed me into the cell with the Youtubers. "Thanks for the idea, by the way," he said as he walked off. "What idea was he talking about?" Kong asked accusingly. "I kind of... gave them the idea to capture you guys..." I said, with shame. "What happened to your cheek?" Bingo asked curiously and empathetically. "They tortured me into telling them the idea. They burned me," I replied. "Poor thing!" Flapjack exclaimed. "So, do you have any ideas on getting out of here?" Smirky asked, with hope. "Not really. Last time I picked the lock, but there's nothing in here to use," I replied to that. "What's going to happen next?" Flapjack wondered out loud. "I think they're going to catch all the Toons off guard, including Flippy!"
I was right. Toons came in by the truckload. They came in unconscious, their gag pouches were confiscated, and they were put into the larger cell next to ours. There was one Toon, however, that wasn't so easy to handle. She was a pink cat. She woke up before the Cogs could take her gag pouch. Quickly the Flunkies tied her up into a chair. "Hand over the pouch." The Legal Eagle said. "No," she replied bluntly. He sighed. "Look, I know you're trying to be the rebel here, but it would be so much easier if you just handed it over." He grabbed another metal tube from the furnace and held it in front of her face, just like what happened to me. "You wouldn't dare!" she said. "Um, yes he would!" I called, to save her skin (see what I did there? Haha, okay sorry). "You stay out of this!" he said to me. He held it closer, and closer, until I could see it just barely touching her fur, I could tell that she could feel the heat...
"Here. Take it." She gave her gag pouch to the Legal Eagle and he put the metal back into the furnace. "How generous of you," he said sarcastically. "Should we put her with the others?" one of the Flunkies asked. "No, I think she deserves her own VIP cell." She was thrown into the small cell to the left of us.
I looked through the cell window, and she looked through hers. "Hi, I'm Kandase," I said. "I'm Carma." She looked at my cheek. "Did the Cogs do that?" she asked. "Yeah," I replied. "Does it hurt?" "Yeah, quite a bit actually." "I'm glad I gave him my gag pouch instead of going through with it! I'm so sorry for you, though." "Well, I'm just glad no one was around to see it." "Wait, no one was around? What about the Youtubers?" "They weren't here either. When I was here the Cogs hadn't thought of the idea yet; in fact, I gave them the idea." "What?" I then explained everything that had happened. "Wow. Are you gonna get us out again?" she asked. "Well, I hope I can, but I haven't thought of anything yet!" Our conversation came to an abrupt end when everything became dark. "Go to sleep!" I heard the Legal Eagle say.
It was hard to sleep that night. We all had to lay on the cold floor, warmed only slightly by our own fur. Everyone is counting on me to get us out, I thought. What am I going to do?