Finally, I'm updating!

Sorry for the wait.

I have edited the other chapter to fit the T standard.

Pop and Nutty are dead, Mime is homeless, Flaky and Skippy are still clueless, and the psycho has Cub!

:O

Nutty wakes up on a hospital bed, surrounded by the people he cares about. Flaky, and Cro-Marmot stood at the bedside, with a basket of candy. "So, did you miss me?" he said smiling at Flaky.

"Not really..."

"I meant the candy!" He says, greedily shoving the candy in his rolls her eyes in greif. "Anything on the case?" he says, with a mouthful of candy.

Flaky steps forward, and clears her throat. "Well, Cro-Marmot says he found Cub's body in the lake and he knows who did it." Nutty sits up in bed. He was thinking more about candy than what he was just told, but he puts 2 and 2 together.

"If history proves anything, murderers that can't kill their immediate target, often target family instead!" he quotes intelligently.

"So our killer might have purpetrated this." She says triumphantly. She turns to Cro-Marmot, and jumps. "You're right!" and She drags Nutty to her car.

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Nutty, Flaky, Cro, Skippy, and the police are out on the water. Flaky fishes Cub's bloated body from the water. "It's sad to see such a young person die." Flaky sighs sullenly. Nutty puts his hand on her back.

"Atleast he's coming back." Nutty says smiling. Skippy leans over the side of the boat, and a gas bubble erupts in his face. He coughs and gags. "Ewww! Hydrogen Sulfate! Or is it Sulfide? Or CYANIDE!?" he screams. Nutty takes a whiff of the air near Skippy. Although most people in this town came back to life before rotting, he could tell something on the lake floor was rotting.

"Toothy, we need divers, and we need you to drain the lake." Nutty hollers. Toothy nods and heads back to shore. Nutty turns to Cro-Marmot. "So who's the killer?"

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Cro's Ice Cream truck pulls up to a dark, smoky club. They jump out the door, and look around. Crates are stacked up around the green door, the wet asphalt glows blue, and jail-type bars sheild every window. Flaky gags when she sees Nutty boldly go ahead. "Nutty, this place doesn't look very safe, sanitary, or safe." Flaky squeaks, shivering in place. Cro-Marmot slides past her, and knocks into the door. Nutty looks at her and smiles. "Yes we have to go in there." He says with a grin. She stays in her spot and watches Nutty and Cro-Marmot enter the club.

In the club, Nutty looks around. Big masculine figures hide in the shadow, and the mean and woman he could see, were dressed in ragged clothing, stainted with blood and ashes. The remaining people were naked or scandally clad. In the center, sat Shifty. He seemed to stare at him in an enraged stupor. He was dressed in a white zoot-suit, with a blue undershirt. Concealed on his belt, was a machine gun. Nutty began to walk closer, when Flaky grabs his tail. "Nutty, DNA from Cub's body says it's not Shifty or Lifty." Nutty keeps his direction and stops right infront of Shifty. Shifty smiles at Nutty, and pulls out the gun. "So, spaz, Your'e here about my lil' date with Your precious Cub?" He smirks.

"We know that you aren't the killer. So can you tell us who set you up to this." Nutty says, with hands above his head. Foam drips from the side of Shifty's mouth. "Now, I can see you have rabies. Now if you tell us who gave it to you, we can help." Shifty's eyes turn red and yellow fluids drop to the ground. He seems almost to be in a world of his own, Until he speaks up.

" Sex keeps me silenced. I'll talk in Hell!" He spins the gun in his hands and takes shots at anything that moved. He then shoves the barrel in his mouth, and pulls the trigger. Blood and grey matter rain down on Nutty and the rest of the surviving bystanders.

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Lumpy and Skippy wade through the lake, feeling through the wet sand with their feet. Skippy stubs his toe on something. "What the..." He bends down and feels metal, he bends down farther. He is quickly sucked into the machine, ground up, and spit out the other side. Lumpy walks over to where Skippy was standing, and looks around. "Where are you, kid?" His foot gets caught in the machine and his lower body is sucked in. "Toothy! Help meh!" He yells. Toothy walks over to the vacuum.

"Turn your head around. That is if you have the mental capaci..." Toothy looks down, and sees Russell's swollen carcass floating gently on the murky water. Glassy eyes stare at Toothy endlessly.

Well, It's finally over (the chapter not the story)

I have stored numerous 'easter eggs' in my stories, so any one who has seen any of them might have a clue.

But anyways.

I must sleep.

Ich will ein Phantasie

Goodnight to all.

Lets just hope I don't do anything stupid with my stories.