"Welcome to Psychic Droopy's House of Fun," a big dog muttered as he stood behind a stand like a human at work. "He sees all, he knows all, and for a price, he tells all."
"Oh?" Jerry asked.
The dog then looked down and smirked down to Jerry, seeing the magic ring. "And lucky for you, he specializes in mice... Why, I'll be a monkey's uncle, his aunt, and cousin, too, GET A LOAD OF THAT ROCK!... I've got to have it for myself..." he then said the last part to the audience with a wink. Then rushed over to Jerry and closed the door and then brought the brown mouse over to his desk. "Come in, little fella... You'll have to be removin' this hat of yours before seein' the great and powerful, all-knowin' Droopy."
"Uh, there's a problem with that." Jerry said before trying to take the ring off his head, but showed it was stuck on him like tough glue or cement.
"Oh, that ring is stuck on your head, is it? Well, put a skirt on me and call me Lassie, let me see if I can get that ring off you." The dog said.
"This is gonna hurt..." Jerry muttered to himself.
And where Jerry was right as the dog tried to get the ring off himself.
"That thing's stuck tighter than green on a shamrock!" the dog struggled, trying to pry the ring off of the mouse's head.
Jerry squeezed his eyes shut as even the dog had problems with getting the ring off of Jerry's head. He began to try to think of a way to get it off Jerry's head before he got an idea.
Cherry, Atticus, and Drell arrived downtown, just a few blocks away from the station known as Psychic Droopy's House of Fun.
"Psychic Droopy?" Atticus asked.
"Sorry I couldn't get us right to the mouse, this sample isn't big enough, but we're close." Drell said as he looked at his wand and to where the wand had sent them to, he then scoffed at the Psychic stop. "The only people who can tell the future are descendants of Oracles."
"Do you know any descendants from around our age demographic?" Cherry asked curiously.
"At the top of my head, there's Kara and Sara, who are twin descendants from Delphinus," Drell listed. "There's Raven Baxter in San Francisco, I'm not sure who her ancestor is from memory, I just remember that she's Vivian Pearman's granddaughter who doesn't have visions, but she usually reads minds or knows what's coming from above... Uhh... Who else?"
"I don't know." Atticus shrugged.
"Oh, yeah, there's a student in Monster High named L'Oracle Monstreux," Drell then finished. "I knew I was missing one I knew by heart!"
"Um, would Atticus be part Oracle?" Cherry asked. "He has visions."
"I don't know, he has Wiccan blood on his father's side and mermaid blood on his mother's, so I don't think he's part oracle..." Drell reminded.
"Maybe." Atticus said.
"Jerry?" Cherry peeked her head into the window to look for the brown mouse. And where she saw Jerry as the dog began to try to use his idea to get the ring off the brown mouse's head. "Oh, yuck..." she winced, very worried and disgusted for poor Jerry to go through that.
"Did you find it?" Drell leaned over top of her, squishing her against the glass, as he looked. "Yep, that's the ring all right... I remember it well..."
"What's that dog trying to do?" Atticus asked, adding himself in.
"Trying to get the ring off," Drell noticed. "That ring was always a tricky one."
"Looks like it doesn't want to be let off." Atticus said.
"Yeah, it's a tricky ring," Drell explained. "Usually a magical being can get it off... Oh, shh, somethin's happening!"
The dog tried and tried to get the ring off Jerry's head which got Jerry taken to the back room.
"Must be going to see the psychic." Drell assumed.
"If so, let's hope he'll be talked into taking that ring off." Atticus said.
"I don't think so..." Drell folded his arms. "That ring is stubborn, it gets stuck easily, it can get you whatever you wish for, but it's very complicated!"
"And how do you know?" Cherry asked.
"Uh, I got it stuck on my finger once..." Drell smiled embarrasedly.
"That explains of how you know." Atticus said.
"I was a little clumsy as a kid..." Drell shrugged innocently.
"A little clumsy?" Atticus asked.
"Sunk Atlantis," Cherry listed Drell's accidents. "Broke a window from Mother Nature... Made gargoyles, witches, and humans hate each other... Separate your wife's brother and the love of HIS life..."
"Okay, okay, I get it, I've been very clumsy." Drell groaned.
"I just love proving him wrong without getting killed in the process..." Cherry had a small smirk.
"I could still-" Drell was about to threaten her, but then saw Atticus was there and stopped himself. "Never mind..."
"No, what?" Cherry taunted him. "Go on, tell me!"
"You know why I can't finish that sentence." Drell groaned.
"Just tell me..." Cherry started to poke him.
Drell firmly glared to her, trying very hard to conceal his wanting to harm her, he started to shake his fists. "You're testing my patience!"
"Uh-huh..." Cherry still poked him.
"Cherry, stop, I swear, friend with Atticus or not, I will NOT be responsible for my actions." Drell threatened aggressively.
Cherry stuck her tongue out, then stopped poking for a moment, then did it one more time against his nose. "Boop..."
"That's it, SHE DIES!" Drell started to chase her down the street. But he was then cut off as Atticus elbowed him in the stomach. He grunted and held his stomach. "Dammit..." he growled slightly weak.
Cherry giggled, enjoying this very much.
"Focus." Atticus said.
"Sorry, sorry..." Cherry chuckled.
"I don't think you are..." Drell really wanted to hurt her really badly right now, then looked through the window. "Hmm..." he took out his wand and waved it over the three of them and before they had time to react or protest, they were all instantly turned into flies. "Follow me!" he called in a squeaky high voice and flew through the door crack.
"Ugh... Fruit flies?" Cherry groaned as they flew in.
"This is pretty cool." Atticus smiled.
"This is disgusting!" Cherry stuck her tongue out.
"You're just lucky there isn't a bug zapper here, cuz if there were, I'd push you in and Atticus would rip my wings off..." Drell warned her.
"It's true." Atticus said.
"Hello, Joe," a white hound with a mystical and whimsical turban on his head with a droopy mouth greeted the mouse while Cherry, Atticus, and Drell clung onto the door top before it would close on them and squish them. "I'm Psychic Droopy... I see all, know all, and tell all. I shall predict your future..." he then waved his paws over his crystal ball in front of the mouse.
"There's no way he's a psychic." Drell said.
"How can you tell, sir?" Atticus asked.
"He just called Jerry 'Joe'." Drell narrowed his eyes.
"Oh..." Atticus said then.
"Close enough, Droll." Cherry said.
Drell glanced at her. "One more word out of you and I'm turning into a bullfrog and I'm gonna eat both of you."
Droopy continued to wave his paws around the crystal ball. "The crystal ball tells me that you will become a successful sumo wrestler." he diagnosed to the mouse.
"Okay, that is a lie, I can't take it anymore." Drell said before flying off and then used his magic to turn back into his warlock form.
Jerry yelped out and scurried under the table in surprise.
"Whoa..." Cherry and Atticus whispered.
"Excuse me, sir, but I already have a customer," Droopy told the warlock. "You'll have to wait your turn."
"Yeah, you're fired." Drell said before he used his magic and got Droopy actually fired from his job.
"Fired!?" Droopy sounded devastated. "Oh, that can't be right! My psychic powers also tell me this little fellow is in great danger!"
Suddenly the other dog appeared. "Just hold still, little one... This won't hurt a wee bit!"
"First, anyone could have told him that because the dog was right behind him!" Drell told Droopy. "Oh, and also the mouse's name is Jerry!"
"Never was good with names..." Droopy mumbled to himself.
"Ah, this hurts me more than it does the ring," the Irish dog told Jerry as he continued to try to get the magic ring off before he realized what he said. "I mean you."
"Droopy, out and as for you, Irish dog, stop that before something bad happens to you." Drell told the two dogs.
"Aw, ya just want it for yourself, don't you, fat boyo!?" the Irish dog glared to Drell.
"He's dead..." Cherry muttered since the dog called Drell fat.
"I'm not even gonna protect this dog." Atticus said.
"You callin' me fat?" Drell glared to the dog.
"Aye, what of it?" the dog glared back.
Drell cracked his knuckles. "I was gonna punish my little cosmic plaything, but I think you will be just fine." But before he could do anything, the magic ring used it's magic and shrunk the Irish dog and transported him into the crystal ball. "Aw, come on!" he groaned that he wasn't able to hurt anyone.
"Get me outta this thing!" the Irish dog demanded once he was trapped in the crystal ball.
"Hello, Joe," Droopy repeated his greeting to the now trapped dog who got what he deserved. "I'm Psychic Droopy. I see all, know all, and tell all, for a price..."
"Sure, and me horoscope said somethin' like this would happen today!" the Irish dog scoffed.
"Thanks, mister!" Jerry told Drell before escaping.
"GET BACK HERE!" Drell tried to catch the mouse.
"Wait for us!" Atticus and Cherry called out.
Drell then turned to them, just remembering he had turned them into flies and waved his wand, turning them back to normal. Cherry and Atticus then landed on their feet and ran with the warlock to go after the mouse with the magic ring.
Jerry ran out of the building, running right past Tom, Robyn, and Patch. The cat, young girl, and Dalmatian puppy watched the mouse as he was fleeing away, going right across the street right into a dark alley.
"He's not gonna make it out there," Tom warned. "Lots of cats hang 'round there."
"Jerry, come back!" Atticus's voice called out.
"Atticus?" Patch asked.
"GET BACK HERE, YOU RODENT!" Drell's voice called out.
"Drell?" Patch asked.
"Cherry." Cherry randomly said her name to be funny.
Robyn looked over, she recognized Cherry and Atticus, but not Drell. "Huh?"
"Why did you randomly say your name?" Atticus asked his best friend.
"I wanted to be funny..." Cherry shrugged.
"That's the biggest human I ever saw!" Tom was overwhelmed by how tall Drell was.
Drell laughed. "Aw, the kitty thinks I'm a human, that's adorable..."
"Um, hi, Cherry and Atticus, what're you doing here?" Robyn asked, then looked to Drell herself. "And who's that?"
"We're trying to get that ring off Jerry's head and this is Drell, the strongest man in the universe." Atticus introduced.
"Aw, stop it..." Drell blushed, holding his cheeks.
"Please... His ego is as big as his muscles." Cherry whispered to Atticus.
"Um... Nice to meet you, sir..." Robyn held out her hand to the warlock. "My name's Robyn Starling."
"I know who you are, dear." Drell said.
"Oh, you know my daddy?" Robyn assumed since almost everybody had heard of her father and that all he did was often in telegrams, news stories, or on the internet nowadays.
"No, but I know your uncle." Drell said.
"Really?" Robyn asked.
"Yeah, you see, I'm a warlock," Drell explained. "I know a whole lot of witches, warlocks, and wizards."
"I found out that I'm part wizard too and that I got my powers from my mother since Uncle Chip's her brother," Robyn said. "Um, did you know anything about my mother?"
"Never mind all that, we got a mouse to catch," Drell returned focus. "If that magic ring gets off that rodent's head and falls into the wrong hands, we could all be doomed."
"Then what are we standing around here for?! Let's go and get Jerry!" Patch said.
"Better let me talk with the cats." Tom suggested as they then made way for the alley.