So after finishing dinner, dessert and coffee, Dash stuffed Tucker in a bag and began to sneak out the back of the palace, though he was acting a little too obvious.

TUCKER: So, guess where I am right now? That's right. In the bag. Still think I'm not the victim here? Trust me, it gets better.

As Dash continued his way down the stairs and walking past the various buildings and such, he was using his voice to make his own theme music like it was Mission Impossible.

Ugh! He's making his own theme music?

Dash reached the bottom of some stairs, but then suddenly froze up against the wall while still making small music, causing the two people who were walking past him to look at him strangely.

Big, dumb and tone deaf. I was so glad I was unconscious for this moment.

After they walked past, Dash continued on his way until he reached one of the many canals that ran across the city. With a smile, Dash threw the bag into the water and it began to slowly float away with the current.

"Mission accomplished." He said and then began to walk away.

He then stopped and looked back at Tucker. His smile no longer there and he knew that in the next couple of minutes, the bag would go over the waterfall and Tucker would fall and drown to his death. A sense of remorse and conflict appeared on his face and he didn't know what to do.

Stop the bag or just keep walking away?

"You're not just gonna let him die are you?" A small squeaky voice asked in his head.

POOF! On his shoulder, a small angel version of himself appeared, harp, halo and all. It was his shoulder angel.

"If you let him die, you'll only regret this for the rest of your life." Angel-Dash advised.

POOF! On Dash's other shoulder, a version of him in a devil suit appeared with a pitchfork. It was his shoulder devil.

"Don't listen to that guy!" Devil-Dash said with a grin. "He's trying to lead you down the path of righteousness. I'm gonna lead you down the path that rocks."

Angel-Dash crossed his arms and said, "Oh come off it!"

"You come off it!" Devil-Dash snipped back.

"You!" Angel-Dash said argued.

"You!" Devil-Dash argued back.

"You!" Angel-Dash argued back.

Devil-Dash smirked and finished, "You infinity."

Angel-Dash gripped his harp and growled, knowing Devil-Dash won that round. Devil-Dash then made a list appear and began to read off it, "Okay big guy, I got three good reasons why you should just walk away. Number one…."

He pointed at Angel-Dash and said, "Look at that guy! He's got that sissy-music string."

Angel-Dash glared at Devil-Dash and said, "We've been through this. It's a harp and you know it."

"Oh right. That's a harp….and that's a dress." Devil-Dash said sarcastically.

"ROBE!" Angel-Dash corrected.

Devil-Dash jumped off Dash's shoulder and then said as he did a hand-stand, "Reason number 2: I can do this."

Now Dash was confused, "Uh….what does that have to do with anything?"

"I don't know. He's got a point." Angel-Dash said, agreeing with Devil-Dash.

Hearing enough, Dash told them, "Guys, your still confusing me so be gone…or however I get rid of you."

Angel-Dash and Devil-Dash then just vanished as they said, "That'll work."

Dash looked back at the bag and saw it was getting closer to the edge and knew, he couldn't do it. He couldn't allow Tucker to die. Running as fast as he could, he quickly grabbed the bag and stopped it from falling,

We are zoomed out a bit, far away from the palace and the city, where a bug was sitting on a branch. A monkey then came by and ate it.

Uh…excuse me Miss Author or whoever is writing this story, but what's with the monkey and the bug? Can we get back to me?

Zooming back to Dash, who now was heading towards the market place with the bag in his hands, really worried about what Spectra will do to him when she finds out that he didn't kill Tucker like he was told. Or the better question was, what was he going to do with Tucker?

Down in the market, after filling up his jugs with water and placing it on his cart that was being pulled by his llama, Danny looked down in sadness.

"How am I gonna tell the village?" He said, looking down.

He grabbed the rope and began to make his journey home, unaware that Dash was heading down the stairs towards him. He accidentally slipped on a cat's tail and ended up dropping the bag and began to fall down the stairs.

The bag bounced down the stairs until it landed on the back of Danny's cart. Dash landed at the bottom of the stairs and shook his head. He then gasped as he saw the bag on the cart.

"Hey! Stop!" Dash began to call out to Danny, but with the crowds and the noise, he didn't hear him and continued on.

Dash tried to catch up, but it wasn't long until he lost sight of him. He then said as he looked worried, "This is not good. Hope it doesn't come back to haunt me."

He then gasped and really looked worried. Now, what will he tell Spectra?