Hey guys, I just came back from my vacation in Grand Haven, and boy, was it fun! I went to the state park, the pier, the Pere Marquette, 5 Mile Hill, the Grand Haven Musical Fountain, and the Imagination Station, rode the local trolley, rode my bike, and played a game of mini-golf. So, here's the next chapter!

Inside Blake's Videorama, six figures stood in the corner of the arcade. A thin man was standing next to a green arcade game named The Interactive Tomato Toss while a blue, 'toon arcade game named Whacko stood across the hall with a clown, a beagle, and a magpie to his left. "So, remember how Daphne didn't buy my video games in "Horror of the Haunted Hairpiece"?" the young man asked. "Yes." answered the arcade game. "Well, you can buy my latest game. I call it The Interactive Tomato Toss."

"Sounds foo- I mean… sounds interesting!" Whacko said, proudly. He knew the title was cheesy, but if he told him his true feelings, he would be steamed. "Take this down, Stubbs." He said to the clown. "Got it!" said Stubbs and began jotting down notes on his notepad. "I'm gonna' give you guys a demonstration. Notice how-""Excuse me, gentlemen. But I was wondering if you know where some pants are in this town." Whako started sweating with those words. He felt that if someone was on his tail, then he would be exposed as a fraud. So, thinking up a lie, he said, "Ah, my trusted secretary, Honey Lollipop." Doris felt confused. "Honey Lollipop? No sir. MY name is-"The arcade game bounced up to her and said, "I don't know who you are and what you're up to. So don't stay on my case and just play along." "Jerk." she whispered under her breath. The arcade game bounced back to the others and said, "Everyone, this is Ms. Honey Lollipop, my trusted secretary."

Everyone stared at her in confusion, wide-eyed. The magpie, known as Snipes, said, "Secretary? Who said anything about a secretary? We don't need a secretary!" The beagle, known as Patou, said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Uhhh… Lollipop. ""Er, ummm… thank you." said a still-confused Doris. "And this is the young arcade game inventor, Durwood O' McDigitson." "How d'ya do? I'm here to show off The Interactive Tomato Toss. "Interactive Tomato Toss… corny title. Oh, what the hey. I'll try it." Doris thought to herself.

"Excuse me sir, what's your name?"

"Mr. Whako."

"Yes, well, Mr. Whako, do you think I can borrow a quarter, please?"

"What?! And lose my whole stock? Never!"

"You can borrow my quarter, Ms. Lollipop."

"Oh, why thank you." And she grabbed the quarter out from Patou's right paw. Next, she put it in the "25 cents" slot, and the reception picked up. Fully interested, she moved the joystick up, down, left, right, down, left, and then up again. She looked at a button that said "Fire". She was going to press it, but then she realized that if she pressed said button, a tomato would hit her square in the face. So, taking precaution, she dropped down on her knees and then, pressing the "Fire" button, the tomato shot out of the screen and went "Splat!" in Snipes' face. Snipes angrily wiped the remains of the tomato off his face and said, "That was the stupidest invention I've ever seen, ya moron!" Running to the right side of the machine, he pushed hard with all his might and then, when he got it in the desired direction, he pressed the "Fire" button and another tomato shot out of the screen and hit Durwood in the face. "Don't call me a moron, pigeonhead!"

And they got into a chase with Snipes flapping around the perimeter followed by Durwood. "Gentlemen, don't make me come after you!" Whako shouted. The two ignored him. "Then so be it!" And he was off too chasing after the bird and inventor. Doris, Patou, and Stubbs looked at each other and the clown said, "So, Ms. Lollipop. What brings you here?" "Well, as you can see, sir, I'm looking for a pair of pants. Have you seen them?" said Doris. "Uh, sorry, Ms. Lollipop." said Patou. "This isn't a clothes department." "No, they're for my friend, Detective Lucky Piquel." "Ms. Lollipop" replied. "Speaking of which, I hope the guards didn't capture him."

Meanwhile, in another part of town, Lucky was still running for his life from Razoul. "Man, oh man, oh man." He said. "I wish I had my pants back on so I could arrest that fishing line." Razoul, who was in the front seat, said, "You can run, but you cannot hide!" Just then, two figures jumped onto the roof. It was Chance and Jake who had come to rescue Lucky! "Jig's up, big guy!" shouted Chance. "Yeah, leave the cop alone and nobody gets hurt!" added Jake. But Razoul, feeling angered, shouted, "I will not be upbraided by a duo of alley cats!" "Hey! We're not alley cats!" shouted Chance. "Man. He even sounds like Commander Feral." He thought to himself. There was worst to come.

Razoul swerved the car from left to right, several times over. Chance and Jake hung on for their lives. "Chance?!" asked Jake, shouting. "Yeah, buddy?!" responded his friend. "Are we dead yet?!" asked Jake, shouting once again. "Look." Chance responded. "If we die, I'll let you know. So, shut up and hang on!"

Just as Lucky reached an intersection, the Aracuan Bird ran him over followed by Bonkers. "OOOOOOUUUUUUUCH!" He shouted. "Don't worry, little buddy!" shouted Bonkers. "I've almost got'cha!" With a lightbulb appearing over his head, he went inside an alley, for he had a plan. The Aracuan Bird, thinking he had left Bonkers in the dust, bounced off his unicycle and started doing his wacky routine. Until… he stepped on a rake and its handle hit him in the face. The loony avian stumbled forwards, backwards, and fell over on his back, literally seeing stars as he passed out. Moments later, a glove snatched Toots out of his hand and replaced it with a bike horn. The bird woke up, not remembering what happened, but when he saw the bike horn, he looked at it, then at Bonkers who was running away with Toots. "I got'cha, old buddy. Nothin' will keep us apart." He warned to his pet, while the Aracuan Bird felt more delighted with his new present. He hopped back on his unicycle and pedaled away into the distance.

Then he went past Lucky and he said, "Hey, boss! Wat'cha doin'?" Lucky stood up, saying, "Getting away from that trigger-happy lunatic. That's what I'm doing."

"Ya mean Razoul?"

"Yes, him!"

With those words, Razoul shouted, "I'll make ROADKILL OUT OF YOU, YOU BIG, HAIRY APE!"

"Aw, man."

"Hey! If you wanna' go through Lucky, you gotta' go through me!

"Then so be it!"

Razoul stepped out of the car and he and Chance got into a showdown. The big tabby gave the captain a tackle and then, they got into a fistfight. Razoul gave him a few blows to the face, stomach, and left cheek. But Chance regained focus by holding onto his own head, and gave him a vicious rabbit punch to the stomach that sent him sailing into the front door of an apartment building. "Okay, guys. Let's go." And he, Jake, Lucky, Bonkers, and Toots ran up the same street where Bonkers rescued Toots. "Looks like you showed him a thing or two." said Jake. "Yeah. Thanks for saving my butt back there." praised Lucky. "No prob', Detective." said Chance. "It's the least I could-" "Hi-yah!" It was Fall-Apart Rabbit who came to the rescue too late. He bounced on his stomach, shouting, "WHERE WERE YOU ON THE NIGHT OF DECEMBER 28TH?! WHAT'S YOUR PASSWORD?! WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOR?!"

"Get off me, you nitwit!" shouted Chance and pulled the bumbling bunny off his stomach. "I'm just glad to see you, too." Then, from far behind, Razoul came speeding up in the squad car causing the five to run for it.

Back inside the arcade…

"Well, I don't know about this Lucky Piquel guy, except the fact that he's a detective, I don't know if there's a pair of pants here inside or not." said Patou.

"Well you should. He needs to find a pair of pants, because I can't stand the sight of his boxers." said Doris. "Oh please, don't let that be an insult." She said to herself. Then, the boys came running in, screaming, and went over to where Doris, Patou, and Stubbs were, with Bonkers and Fall-Apart clinging to her chest. "Guys, what's going on?" she asked.

"HE'S BACK!" Fall-Apart and Bonkers shouted together. And they were right: The squad car roared through the hall, and crashed into a wall! The air bags inflated instantly as everyone looked at the tremendous wreck. The door was pushed open as Razoul stepped out dizzily followed by Fazal, Hakin, and Nahbi who all regained focus as did Razoul. "I… did not find it necessary… to see Detective Pickle in his boxer shorts!" "That's Pi-quel, you jerk!" Lucky shot back. "Enough! And now, I should have done something a long time ago…" Doris looked on with fear and agony, preparing for the worst. "OFF! WITH! YOUR! HEAD!" Then, just as he was about to do so, Patou intervened and shouted, "Time out!" Razoul stopped dead in his tracks. "Now," Patou continued." Just what's the complaint?"

"Okay, puppy," Lucky said. "Here's what really happened." "I'm a adult dog, sir." The beagle corrected. "Oh." So, recollecting the events (from chapter 7), he said, "Broderick got a call about a bank robbery, so my partner and I had to investigate. I went over to a fishing line and I was just about to arrest it until it took my pants." "Yeah, like dis." And Bonkers reenacted the scene by whipping out a fishing pole, cast it out, and reeled in Chance and Jake's pants. All Chance and Jake could do was stand around in their boxers. Chance's boxers were white with red hearts; Jake's boxers were a light pink color.

"Nice shorts, boys." said Doris, being a teaser. Bonkers, Fall-Apart, and Stubbs rolled around on the floor laughing out loud, Durwood and Snipes just stared at them, and Whacko was sweating so hard that he dared not to blurt out the truth. "Ha, ha, ha. Can I get back to the story, now?" "Yeah." answered Patou.

"Anyway, Razoul and the guards started chasing me around town, and if it weren't for Bonkers, Fall-Apart, Chance, and Jake, I'd suggested I'd been dead meat."

"A likely story." mocked Razoul. "Whoever heard of a fishing line stealing one's pants?" Whacko, unable to bear it, shouted, "ALL RIGHT! I DID IT! I USED MY FISHING LINE TO STEAL THE MONEY AND YOUR PANTS! But you… You'll never take me alive! A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!" And he was just about to hop away when Patou bit down on his cord. "Guys, grab on!" he shouted. And Doris, Lucky, Bonkers, Chance, Jake, Fall-Apart, and the others did so, causing Whako to stop with a jerk. "Why'd ya do it, Busta'?" asked Bonkers, sternly.

"You don't get it, do you?" said Whako. "Ever since I was a mere prop for the show, "A Pup Named Scooby Doo", I had the desire to be treated fairly like other arcade games. But would this little girl, Chrissie, let me? No! She… had to damage MY SYSTEM!" "Gee," said Doris. "Is that how it kept you wrecked? " " *GRRRR!* Don't mock me. I was left in the prop house to rot for eternity. But when I was let out, I started getting my revenge." "Well, why did you operate it under the name, "Blake's Videorama"?" asked Lucky.

"Because," said Whako. "I didn't want anyone to suspect a toon arcade game like me run an arcade. So, I kept acting like a normal arcade game and when no one was looking, I snuck to the office to count my profits."

"Yeah! And he wouldn't let us get paid!" shouted Stubbs. "Quiet, you!" the miser shouted. "I hired all three of you as my staff!" His voice was getting louder as he started fizzing. "And you'll keep working for me. I will not let you have lunch breaks, not even coffee breaks! You're nothing but measly, annoying, dim-witted... *Gasp!* " He broke down immediately as whistles blew and steam hissed from every side. Even a steam pressure gauge broke its mainspring.

"Hey, guys." said Stubbs. "Yeah?" said Patou and Snipes. "He… he shut down." He started to perk up. "We're free! We're free! Hallelujah! No more sleeping in a wooden shack all night! " "Man… after all that workin' for that money grubbing, electronic, arcade game of a rich jerk, we're done." added Patou. And he, Stubbs, and Snipes rejoiced.

"Lucky, how do you bet that an arcade game will stay overheated for a period of time?" Doris asked."Hmmm, I don't know. It could be a couple of hours or more. They could take it to the garage to do some repair." Lucky replied.

"Nah. Don't be silly." said Bonkers. "Arcade games don't go to car garages."

"Course not." said Chance. "Why would it be an arcade game garage?"

"Lucky said arcade games get fixed in garages. That's all I know. Over and out, Sincerely, Bonkers.

"Toons."

"Great goin', guys." muttered Durwood. "You fried the boss; I'll NEVER sell my game!"

Stubbs gulped and said, "Uh oh."

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! They must be stopped at all costs!" added Nahbi.

"Oh, geez! Head for the hills!" shouted Stubbs.

"Quick! Get our pants, and get in the squad car! Now!" And in a split second, they rounded up their pants and got into the squad car. He started the ignition and jammed the car in reverse. But Chance and Jake ran back into the alley to get into the Turbokat. Chance flicked the ignition switch to the 'ON' position and the thrusters started blasting.

"Let's get outta' here!" said Chance. And the Turbokat whooshed away, while Stubbs, Snipes, and Patou, inside the clown car, drove down Main Street to catch up. Razoul, who had lost them, said to his fellow guards, "Forget them. They were just "lucky" they got away."

"But what about Ms. Deer, Razoul?" asked Hakim.

"Hakim, Ms. Deer is nothing more than a common bimbo. She was drawn a bimbo, she'll be forgotten a bimbo and only her idiot peers will mourn her!" Various murmurs of agreement came from Fazal, Hakim, and Nahbi. "Now… let's catch the right airplane home."

Meanwhile, in the Hollywood sign in California, the Mad Hatter, the March Hare (both from Alice in Wonderland (and Bonkers)), Fawn Deer, Jitters A. Dog, Grumbles the Grizzly, Tanya Trunk (from the Raw Toonage franchise), Genie (from the Aladdin franchise), Timon, and Pumbaa (from The Lion Kingfranchise) were having a tea party (much to Timon's dismay). Everyone, except Fawn Deer, was having a good time. They exchanged chit-chat, drank their tea, and ate cake for dessert. Fawn pulled out a picture of Bonkers, herself and the cast from "Raw Toonage" and said with a heavy sigh, "I miss you, Bonkers. I want you to come back so we can be on TV again." And she started to cry.

"Hey… Fawnie, bad things happen and the only way to get rid of it is to forget it and keep movin' forward."advised Timon, who started to feel his heart sink. "Aw, who am I kiddin'?! I WANT BONKERS BACK!"

"Me too." sniveled Pumbaa, who held out a Lucky Piquel doll.

"Yeah. TV means nothing without the ol' glory days of Toon Disney." said Genie, sadly. Even the Mad Hatter and the March Hare had to agree that they were right, so they looked at the window and started crying like babies, while Jitters, Grumbles, and Tanya cried mournfully.

Elsewhere, in Possum City, Virginia, things were starting to get bad. The Trix were having a dinner party with the Grand Duke of Owls and his minions (The ones who appeared in Doris's dream (and from Rock-A-Doodle)). "Well, there are only eight days left before Friday the 13th and Peter still refuses to be my husband." said Icy, giving a speech. "But, my faithful creatures of the night, we have seen that Doris Deer is a sapsucker's snack." The owls chuckled evilly. "And so, it's a pleasant thought… that the stupid, damsel in distress-type reporter with the poufy hair will never return!" All the owls applauded at her success, that is. Until, Hunch swooped down shouting, "Ahhh! Reverse engine! Mayday, mayday, mayday!"

And "ker-splat!", he went on the floor. "Well, what is it, you clumsy twit?" asked Stormy. "Ooh, ooh, Stormy, you'll never believe this!" said Hunch, excitedly. "I just saw that reporter with two cops, two kitties, a bunny, Patou, Snipes, and a clown headed for Possum City!"

"What?! Doris Deer is alive?!" bellowed Icy. "Then, those two are with her! Quick! We must find her at once!" shouted the Duke. And he and the owls (except Hunch) swooped out of the Trix's lair and into the night sky.

"Once I marry Peter Possum, Possum City will be ours."