Scene: Backstage at TNA Headquarters

The three spies made their way backstage posing as wannabe female grapplers in order to search the premises for possible clues. A seven-foot mountain of a man who wasn't the type to give total strangers a free pass would interrupt their mission.

Kevin Nash: "Excuse me ladies, unless you three are applying as our latest Knockouts, this building is for employees only."

Alex: "Well, sir, I have no idea what you mean by 'Knockouts', but we are on a top secret mission involving one of your missing employees."

Nash: "Are you saying that you are part of some secret agent club? Look, I appreciate the gesture but you ladies are going to have to prove your credentials before your mission goes any further."

Sam: "OK, look, normally we don't pull this off in front of other people, but we'll have to make an exception for you. You just have to promise that this is between us and you."

On cue, the three spies produced their X-Powders and converted into their respective spy suits. 'Big Sexy' could feel his jaw drop seven feet to the floor at the sight of that instant transformation.

Clover: "Now, you said you were going to pinky swear that you were going to keep this thing a secret, promise?"

Nash: "Ummmm…yes! I pinky swear! Wow! You must have lots of other wacky stuff you keep with you! What did you say you were here for?"

Alex: "We received a report that one of your wrestlers has gone missing and we're searching for possible clues. Perhaps you might know something?"

Nash: "Lucky thing I happened to pick up some tidbits last night. This is a business card for the Round Rock Animal Shelter. I've also got a drawn-out map detailing a road trip back to a Dr. Strangelust's science lab. And the last thing here is a package that's labelled 'Highly Unstable'."

Sam: "Yikes! We're going to have to guard this thing with our lives! Oh, thank you very much, Mr. Nash! If there's anything we can do to repay…"

At this point, a dopey Peter walked in at exactly the wrong moment.

Peter: "Oooohhh, my head! Does someone have a Tylenol or a few beers to make the pain go away? Hey! Big Sexy! I'm like your biggest fan of all time! Can I have an autograph? Can you do your '2 Sweet!' catchphrase? Is it true that you want to bring The Band back together again?"

Nash: "Is he another one of yours?"

Clover: "No, we're his babysitters. It's a very long story."

Nash: "Hey, big guy! Tell you what; you can have my signature if you can do me a small favour. I've always wanted to do this. You ladies mind climbing onto my shoulders?"

The girls were happy to oblige and Peter fulfilled Kevin's request of taking a photograph with the three spies propped up on his shoulders, in a tribute to Andre the Giant from years back.

Peter: "That was so cool! Now can you do one with me?"

Peter jumped onto Big Sexy's shoulders but a 300-pound wildebeest was too much to handle even for a muscular seven-footer.

Nash: "Nice going you fat idiot! Now I'm probably paralyzed!"

Peter: "Oh my god, Big Sexy, I'm so, so sorry!"

After approximately 10,000 apologies for their companion's childish behaviour, the girls fork lifted Peter back into the plane and headed off into the next phase in their mission.

Scene: Round Rock, TX

The package labelled 'Highly Unstable' was a cause of concern for the girls, as they would normally send a sample to Jerry for analysis via their X-Powders. The unknown contents of the package, though, made their decision a rather more debatable one, that is, until Peter had another whim of curiosity.

Clover: "EEEEEKKK! Girls, there's a gigantic rat in our plane! Somebody get rid of it before it spreads so many icky diseases all over the place!"

Peter: "Hey, relax! It's just me! I just looked at that package and all it had was a few syringes and some liquids. It wasn't like something was about to explode, and all that flying around was starting to make me feel nauseous."

Alex: "Did you take a look at yourself in the mirror?"

One look in the mirror revealed that Peter had indeed sprouted a large tail, buckteeth and bigger ears and developed a craving for cheese. On the bright side, his upset stomach was no more.

Peter: "AAAAHH! Oh hey! Look at me! (Speaking sassy) Now I'm a furry! I can eat and sleep in my costume all day because it's who I am! I can cry 'fursecution' when people tell me to 'yiff in hell' because I'm different! Ow! You just plucked a strand of hair off! What's the deal?"

Sam scanned the sample of Peter's newly developed rat hair on her X-Powder for long-distance analysis from the WOOHP headquarters. The results determined that Peter's transformation came as a successful result of Dr. Strangelust's crossbreeding formula intended for the most attractive women in the world.

Sam: "Peter, you may have opened up an important part in this case! Now we know what Dr. Strangelust's methods are and why he wants to carry them out!"

Clover: "I'll bet this guy was probably one of those science geeks who couldn't get any girls to go to the dance, then one day, he looked at his lab rat and something in his head went all screwy, and…EEEEWWW! I don't want to go any further!"

Alex: "Now all we have to do is find the Animal Shelter and this doctor will finally get what's coming to him…AAAHHHH!

The unwelcome gust of wind caught Peter and the girls at the most inopportune time. However, the destination at the end of tunnel would not land our hero and heroines in WOOHP headquarters, but rather at the dark, dingy basement at the Round Rock animal shelter.

Sam: "Jerry? What's going on? Why are we strapped to these gurneys? And who is this ghastly looking thing standing beside you?"

Jerry: (Still at 15-15 vision) "Oh Sammy! Why, say hello to Dr. Jackylinhide! He's working for this animal rights organization and he's promising to make Chico the official spokespuppy for the Proper Treatment of Animals! Look at my little doggy bounce up and down in excitement! All I needed to do was set up a WOOHP branch down at his basement and we would be all set!

Peter: "That is awesome! You are such a great businessman, I am like so jealous! I'm going to take you out for a few beers!"

Jerry: "Well, I'm not the type to drink myself into a stupor, but if you insist, I'm all game! Oh my, I hope that's a fake fur you've got on."

(Both guys walk off in joyous laughter)

Doctor Strangelust: "Now that those two clowns are out of the way, you three are about to become my most beautiful fruits of my labour! Teenage brats like you back in my youth had not appreciated my science; I had to turn to these cute little mice for my pleasures of the flesh. Methods that you would never comprehend. It took me a near lifetime to develop the fantasy formula where it will just be a matter of minutes until I combine the genetics of a beautiful woman and my cute little specimens!"

Clover: "Well, maybe if you invested in a hairbrush and oral hygienic products for one thing, maybe some girl would have given you the time of day!"

Doctor: "Nonsense! All you girls instantly go for the captain of the football team or the guy with all the money! Any effort I would have made would be all for naught! I'm tired of asking for any girl I want, I'm just going to take what's rightfully mine!"

Dr. Strangelust filled up a syringe with some 'fantasy formula' and pondered his decision on who his first victim should be.