Later on that night, at Icy's lair... "You idiots! I gave you the simple task of leaving his raccoon sidekick to get run over by the express, and you didn't even dispose of him!" shouted Icy. "Uh, baby, how were we supposed to know that the copy-boy was a superhero the whole time?" said Katnip. Icy growled and shot a lightning bolt at the three henchmen, but they dodged it quickly.

"But, Ms. Icy, it wasn't our fault. We knew his secret identity, so we cornered Obediah and tied him down, yes?" said Hunch. " *Grr!* This Super Dynamic Possum of Tomorrow must be taking great care in saving everything he has... but I know that the air-headed Ms. Deer wants him bad." said Icy. "Icy, what shall we do?" asked Darcy. "There must be an arch-nemesis who fights Pith Possum, Super Dynamic Possum of Tomorrow from time to time. Let me check the phone directory..."

"Ring, ring! Ring, ring!" Dr. Paul Bunion, arch-nemesis of Pith Possum, picked the phone up. " 'Allo." he greeted Icy in his Canadian-French accent. "Ah, yes, Dr. Bunion, I was wondering if I could borrow one of your machines." said Icy.

"And why?" he asked.

"Oh, it's going to be a simple task: I'm going to eliminate Doris Deer tomorrow morning at her workplace. But... if she doesn't die from getting dropped, then your machine will destroy her!"

"Ah! Splendid! When do you want it?"

"Have it by sunrise."

"Yes! Au revoir." He hung up and said, "Wah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Ms. Deer is going to be in a big surprise tomorrow!"

By next morning, Icy had received Dr. Bunion's sap-sucking robot and paid him $5 dollars for doing her deed. Meanwhile, Peter and Doris were at work again and things had never been better for both of them. They indeed planned their wedding and sent invitations to their friends and family members. Doris was singing herself a song to keep herself happy, while typing in rhythm.

Doris: When we get married,

We'll have a big celebration,

Send invitations to all our friends and relations.

We'll have a ball,

Dancing and all,

When we get married.

Then, Icy burst the front door open wide and pressed the intercom button. "Pardon me, where is Doris Deer?" she asked to Mr. Kane, owner of the Weakly World Horsefeather. "She's on the fifth floor. The door will be in front of you, ma'am." he replied. "Thanks." She took the elevator all the way up to the fifth floor. "Stop what you're doing!... and don't try anything." The employees did what they were told to do, as Icy stormed past them and opened her office door. "Oh, no. Not you!" said Doris, gravely. Doris made no attempts to move; Icy on the other hand walked over to her and stared in her eyes.

"So, bimbette," she mocked. "I hear you want to be the 'nerd's princess'. Ha! Get this through your brain: Pith Possum is mine." And she took her by the sides and threw her out the door. Doris was furious! "You bully! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?!" Icy grabbed her by the throat. "Listen, you hot-shot reporter: no one deserves to marry a she-geek like you." Doris gulped, nervously. "Now, hand over your job to me and get lost!" "No! Being the Ace Reporter for a Great Metropolitan Tabloid is my specialty!"

"Tough luck, Doris! Ladies, gentlemen, bring out the audience!" Darcy, Stormy, Katnip, Claire, and Hunch did as they were told, and at the front of them was Peter. Now, ladies and gentlemen, my associates and I will drop Ms. Deer out of the window to certain death, and once we're through with her, the company will be mine!" The employees screamed. Peter thought, "This looks like a job for Pith Possum, Super Dynamic Possum of Tomorrow!" He pushed through the crowd and hid in the nearest supply closet.

He came back as Pith Possum. He took the elevator down and said to Obediah on his watch, "Obediah, we have to hurry! The delightful Ms. Deer is going to die!"

Icy kept holding Doris over the edge. "Hope you can fly better than you can panic. Oh, wait: You CAN'T fly! HA-HA! Farewell, Ms. Deer. Sleep with the road pizzas." And she let Doris go, as she screamed toward her impending doom. Luckily, the Possummobile drove up just in the nick of time. Obediah and Pith pulled a trampoline out of the trunk and she landed on the trampoline net just in time. "Come on, we'd better get you home." And they drove away. "So, Pith thinks she saved the girl, huh? We'll just see about that." She rang a bell, and out came the sapsucker! With quick thinking, the threesome hopped out of the car just as it was sucked up. They ran past the Weakly World Horsefeather headquarters, but Obediah and Pith Possum were tackled to the ground by Katnip, Claire, and Hunch.

"Go on, Ms. Deer!" shouted Obediah. "We'll be okay!" Doris obeyed his command and ran for it... with the sapsucker close behind! "Doris! No!" cried Pith. The two zoomed through trees, past parked cars, lampposts, and mailboxes. Finally, she went inside an office building and looked all around. "Surely," she thought. "There must be a way out!" She found one close enough. She got out of there as fast as she could. The sapsucker reached long and hard, until it gave up and went home.

Meanwhile, Doris found her way to a moving van and hid inside, hoping the mechanical monster was gone. "I'm tellin' ya , Hunch, that plan was the best!" said Katnip. "Oh, ho-ho, total annihilation! Complete and total annihilation! Oh, wait," Hunch said. "Ms. Deer isn't dead! Katnip, what'll we do?" "What do I look like: a remedy book?" remarked Katnip. "Let's lock it up, and then, we'll dump her off in a harbor... somewhere out west, I think. The Big House takes slaves, you know." And with that, they locked the truck up, hopped in the cab, and drove off. "P-i-i-i-ith!" she cried. "Help me!" But her cries were unanswered when she saw that Pith Possum and Obediah were taken prisoner by the Trix. Doris kneeled down and sobbed as the truck continued its journey. Cast away from her home, Doris Deer fell in despair and entered Ohio state, where she would encounter a greater enemy far worse than the sap-sucking robot: slave traders.