Julius P.O.V.
After the whole accidental peanut allergy homicide thing, I got grounded for at least a month or two. The only thing that my dad didn't take away was my Gameboy Advance and all of my DC and Marvel comic books. The mayor of Newark issued a citywide ban on peanuts or any peanut related products in Newark, New Jersey. Which is fine by me, since I don't really care about peanuts that much. The accidental homicide of Kevin Neon was a wake up call for me. The local authorities decided not to press charges on me, since the incident was accidental, not intentional. I deeply regret forcing a 12 year old kid to eat peanuts despite the fact that he was severely allergic to them.
Present Day.
It was time for Operation Thunder Beak to begin. The first task was to get my brother Tommy inside the water tower. Murray was to throw Tommy into the water tower. I was against the idea at first, but I only relented only under the condition that Tommy wouldn't get hurt by Murray. We all went to the water tower. I watched closely as Bentley blasted open the entrance that led to the water tower using his bombs. Murray then carefully threw my brother into the water tower without any injuries. Me and Bentley redirected the water valves to redirect the water from the fountain, which caused Dimitri to send out a repair man to fix it.
While the repair man was fixing the valve, Sly pick-pocketed him for the keys to the truck. He then returned to the gang to exchange the item that he stole. Murray and Bentley drove the truck into the fountain area. Me and Sly got ready to catch the harpoon so that way we could attach it to the peacock statue. Once we caught the harpoon and attached it to the peacock statue, we slid down the rope toward the truck. As soon as we got to the bottom, a bunch or rats began to surround us in all directions. Me and Sly defeated all of the rats. After that, the peacock sign got pulled down into the fountain, creating a hole for which me and Sly could go through to gain access to Dimitri's night club.
Once me and Sly got to the printing press area of Dimitri's nightclub, the purple iguana himself showed up. He looked like a lounge lizard. He wore a dirty, green Versace type outfit. I wouldn't be surprised if Dimitri worked for Gianni Versace at some point.
"Gah! So, Raccoonus Doodus... you're like totally bumming my house up and bringing me down. So very uncool. Why can't you let birds and bees be free, bro?" Dimitri said to us.
"Listen, Dimitri, you have no idea what you're playing with... it'll bring more than your house down..." Sly said.
"Yeah, You're messing with very powerful forces that you don't understand." I said to Dimitri. "Give us the Clockwerk tail feathers, now!"
"What's your deal with clocks, bro?" Dimitri asked us. "Have you no vision? Are you hearing what I beam to you? You think you have juice? Don't show me a little mind when talking about such big things... You think you can swing the bat? Show your bling and let me shine you!"
"I have no idea what you're saying." Sly said. "And your suit sucks!"
I pulled out my phone and I played an audio clip of the song: "My Dick" by Mickey Avalon. "It also stinks like shit!" I said along with the Mickey Avalon sound byte.
"Let's dance!" the lizard said.
Dimitri ran away from us really fast. It was hard for me and Sly to even defeat the lizard, since he was moving like the DC Comics superhero The Flash. We eventually were able to defeat Dimitri. We knocked the iguana into the printing press.
"You take Clockwerk feathers and my counterfeiting operation, it's past tense." Dimitri said to me and Sly.
"I'm doing you a favor. What kind of thief prints money?... there's no honor in that." Sly said to Dimitri.
"You... Cracker-Box! Ahh..." Dimitri said before passing out.
Sly P.O.V.
My gang and I had done it. The Clockwerk tail feathers were ours, and Dimitri's counterfeiting operation was ruined. Due to the untimely arrival of Carmelita, my escape got a little tricky. Angry at having just missed me, she took it out on Dimitri, shutting down the nightclub and throwing the frustrated forger behind bars. The Gang and I headed out of town for a week in Monaco. Bentley wanted to try out his new card counting formula, and I figured the team had earned themselves a well-deserved break.
November 1957. Westview, New Jersey. Afternoon.
Scott Kore woke up in a strange house. His vision was black and white, which was weird, since he wasn't colorblind, neither was anybody in his entire family. The room looked like the attire of a TV show form the 1950s. There was a small 15 in' television set, along with a couch and other stuff. The kitchen was full of old appliances that would be virtually non existent in modern times, like a stove, and a tea kettle.
Scott got up from the couch and immediately looked around the room. The living room of the house looked empty. He walked toward the door. He was about to open the door, when suddenly, an android phased through the front door. The android was wearing a black suit and tie. He was a purple and grey robotic figure. The robotic figure walked back through the door. He came back a second later carrying a woman in a white gown bridal style, phasing through the door again. Scott couldn't believe what he was seeing. This was impossible.
The man ran out the front door of the house and down the street. Everything around him was black and white. He eventually reached the town square. It looked like something a person would see in an old black and white movie from the 1950s. Everybody was walking through the square, minding their own business.
Scott then saw a sign that read: Welcome to Westview, New Jersey. Population: 80,000. A newspaper delivery boy threw a newspaper at Scott's direction. He picked up the newspaper. It was an article about Dwight D. Eisenhower winning the second term of his presidential election. The date on the newspaper was dated November 14, 1957. That could only mean one thing: Scott Kore was in the 1950s.