Settling In
[The scene opens with a shot of the morning sun peeking over the horizon from the perspective of a few tall buildings, cutting to the harbor where the sunlight begins to glisten in the water. It pans up to the opening of the alley where our six acquaintances from the previous episode are staying in their storage unit. It cuts to the inside of the underground room where they are all shown still asleep, some of them have shuffled about in their sleep, most notably Drago, Sleuth, and Sleek]
[All is quiet in the room…that is until a klaxon sounds from outside, jolting the residents inside from the sudden noise]
Drago: AH! Turn it off!
Sleek: Oh, my ears!
Sleuth: What the fuck?!
Razorklaw: Gaaaaaaaaaah…
Guntiver: What's going on?!
Geoffrey: Bloody Hell!
[Now having been awoken from their slumber, the sextet/hexad collectively moan from their sudden start before trying to compose themselves once more]
Guntiver: [yawns] …Well, new day, I suppose.
Sleuth: [groans] I could really go for a coffee right about now…maybe some breakfast as well…
Geoffrey: Speakin' of which…we still have the bag of food?
Guntiver: Huh? Oh, yeah, should last us for about a week or so I think.
Drago: In that case, we'll need to find food as soon as we can, those nuts and berries aren't gonna last between six people.
Razorklaw: And I suppose you have money to pay for food?
Drago: …Hold on, I've got an idea?
Razorklaw: Is it a stupid one?
[Drago scowls in Razorklaw's direction before turning back to others]
Drago: Anyways, we're currently homeless, so, naturally, people are going to be more willing to extend a hand to people who are homeless, right?
Guntiver: Um…that's usually how it works, but I'm not sure if that'll work here.
Drago: Weeeeeell, all we need to do is role ploy, dust ourselves up a bit, and do some method acting. If you see a struggling, poor defenseless person with horrible shelter, starving and begging for their next meal…then you've got them in the bag.
Razorklaw: …Drago…that's a stupid idea.
Drago: What?
Razorklaw: How dumb do you think these people are, you're literally built like a tank, no one's gonna buy someone like you as a hermit.
Drago: Oh, and I suppose you have a better suggestion?
Razorklaw: Yes, I say we need to pillage in order to survive, there's plenty to take from, and it's all a matter of stealth.
Sleuth: One issue with that though…that's literally gonna drag attention towards us, then we'll be in more trouble than we were before.
Sleek: Personally, I think we should use charm. After all, if you play your cards right, as I've done in the past, you can lure someone into giving you anything with a dashing, seductive smile and a purrrrrring tone.
Guntiver: Yeah…I'm not sure if seduction is really the best tactic in hindsight. We should try to at least gain the trust of someone if we're gonna be staying here.
Geoffrey: I think I might have an idea…we should work for the money.
[The room is silent for a few seconds]
Sleek: …I'm sorry, did you say "work"?
Geoffrey: Yes, I did. Say we did a few errands for the locals, they might be grateful enough to pay us for it, then we could afford some stuff to eat.
Razorklaw: Hmmmm…that could potentially work, the very least, I won't have to eat the same thing on repeat.
Drago: I suppose he has the right idea…but I still say we should at least sweeten the deal a little bit. Play up our situation to garner a bit more sympathy towards our case.
Sleuth: Lucky no one's really seen us in town before, and if we steer clear of anyone we have seen, this might just work out better than I thought.
Geoffrey: Okay then, it's settled.
[At that moment, a collective series of growls can be heard around the room]
Geoffrey: Alright, we really need to eat something. Who wants the first serving of acorns?
[The larger anthros mutter amongst themselves]
Razorklaw: I've got a better idea.
[The scene cuts to the harbor where Cranky is unloading a tramper that has delivered a shipment of fresh fruit ready to go to market. Henry is waiting patiently as the fruit is loaded into his vans; Bark, Bean, Fang, Bismuth, and Baloo are amongst those loading the contents. Percy is nearby pulling in with a line of covered trucks, and to the left, Dodger can be seen casually basking in the shade behind a crate. Hidden from view behind a few crates to the right, Razorklaw narrows his eyes at his target]
Razorklaw: Okay, Alpha Niner is locked on prime suspect, target set on fruit basket at 1500 hours.
Geoffrey: …What?
Razorklaw: That means I have only three minutes to get those crates before they leave, keep everyone at their positions and don't screw it up.
[Razorklaw slowly moves off from his spot, Geoffrey just watches him with a quirked brow]
Geoffrey: Devious, man, devious…
[Razorklaw slips behind other goods that have either been unloaded or about to be loaded. He waits until an opening presents itself where none of the workers are currently facing the van in front of him. Cranky is turned away at this time, and Henry seems to have no idea of the large lynx's present]
Razorklaw: [narrows his eyes] Bingo…
[From behind a set of coaches, Drago and Sleuth are keeping watch as they survey the fruit train, being able to see Razorklaw through both van doors being open…just as the feline is about to spring into action, Sleuth makes a "stop" gesture with his paws, noticing Bismuth coming to the front of the train. Razorklaw stops what he's doing and dips below the row of pipes for cover. Guntiver and Sleek have currently taken shelter in one of the brakevans, hidden behind a line of tar tankers]
Sleek: Hmph, don't fancy being around such dirty rolling stock…
Guntiver: …Get down!
Sleek: Wha-!
[Guntiver pulls Sleek under the cover of the floorboards as Emily arrives with a train of flatbeds stocked with timber. This seems to add an extra layer of protection for Razorklaw as the workers are preoccupied with getting the arrangements in order. The feline takes his chance and darts over the pipes before sneaking into the van. Taking the first three boxes in front of him, he then makes a subtle getaway by sneaking away as quietly as he can, enough for no one to notice him slip back like a snake in the grass]
Razorklaw: Hmmhmmhmm, still got it…
[The scene cuts to the group back at their storage unit, having dug into their catch, an assortment of apples, bananas, oranges, and strawberries are in the boxes]
Geoffrey: Aaaaah, now that's much better, can't remember the last time I had fruit like this.
Drago: All it needs is some eggs, bacon, toast, sausage, the works.
Sleuth: Easy there, tubby, one step at a time.
Drago: Tubby? I'm in better shape than you.
Guntiver: Either way, I'm just glad to have gotten some fresh food, I reckon it'll hold us for a few hours.
Razorklaw: Hmmmmm, yeah…what I wouldn't give for a bit of meat, though.
Sleek: We had it in the forest, just that we needed to hunt like traditional people. You'd never believe the horde I caught during my time, though at the very least I was clean about it.
Geoffrey: How do you mean?
Sleek: I'm no barbarian, I like to be neat with my food…he, on the other hand, seems to prefer stuffing his face with blood going everywhere.
Razorklaw: I took what I could get, no way was I gonna follow "protocol" on how to eat. Besides, it's no different than what our old tribe did. We'd go as far as gutting whatever prey we came across.
[Guntiver gives an uncomfortable grimace]
Guntiver: AHEM, yeah…pardon my wording, but, your tribe, from what I know, they had a rather…traditional way of living, didn't they?
Razorklaw: The fact we still had a queen while living in pre-medieval conditions should give you a hint. They built us to be warrior-borne from the start, violence was quite…prevalent in our camp. If you were lucky, you'd win a fight to the death, it was all about strength and resilience, no rest for the weary…
[Razorklaw pauses, thinking back to the days of Felidae]
…if there's one thing you should know, it's that no one was safe. Any intruders were usually tortured to death, anyone who stepped out of line or failed to win in a challenge would be exiled from the tribe. I remember learning how to bite my tongue seeing others get kicked out for even the most minor of offenses…think one of our own got exiled for preferring to spend his time fishing and relaxing…had a premature name to my knoweledge.
[Drago grunts, seemingly recalling his duel with Big the Cat as a memory cloud is shown above. He tries to physically brush it off so as to not remind himself of his metallic form]
Sleek: All I know is that I'm glad to be rid of them. All that backbreaking labor for naught, living under a tyrant's rule, and worse of all, having to deal with insignificant little brrrrats sticking their noses in places they shouldn't.
Razorklaw: You didn't get the worst of it. I remember having to wear robotic limbs, uncomfortable shit it was.
Sleek: And dare I say, quite ugly as well. Euuuuuugh, I can't imagine looking like that, you two were already bad enough.
[An image of Drago and Razorklaw's metallic forms appears above Sleek as a fantasy, even if it's unknown how he would know what they looked like]
Drago: Can we stop remembering that time? Good lot those amputations did, they just made me look hideous…honestly, I don't even know why I went through with it in the first place?
Sleuth: Hmmm, I can think of a few reasons, one of them being an incredible lack of foresight.
Drago: I would bite you for that…but…you're not entirely wrong…that Robotnik or Eggman or whatever the hell his name was, he never meant shit that he told us, it was always a means to an end…guess we were too dense to realize it.
Sleuth: Who's "we"?
Drago: Don't play that crap with me, you know exactly what I'm talking about.
Sleuth: Yeah, I know…
[The group falls into silence for a bit as Sleuth, Drago, Razorklaw, and Geoffrey look down at the floor. Guntiver looks between them while Sleek awkwardly looks to his right]
Sleuth: …One way or another, we ended up screwing ourselves over, some more than others.
Geoffrey: Tell me about it…even now, I can't stop thinking about the past, and how much I threw away…I know it sounds pitiful, but…if I could take it back, I would…
[Geoffrey turns his head away as if to hide something from the others]
…I screwed up…hard…
[The skunk puts a paw to his face, as if he were wiping a tear]
Guntiver: Geoffrey…?
[Geoffrey notices his lack of composure and tries to straighten himself up, clearing his throat]
Geoffrey: Well, nothing much we can do about it. At least here, we're complete strangers. Well, for the most part, but so long as we keep it that way, we can live undercover.
Drago: Any thoughts on how you're gonna confront a certain group of people?
Geoffrey: I…I'm still in the works about that, I'm not even sure if they'll remember me after all this time, it's been so long…
Drago: Same can be said for the rest of us, really…this might be a stupid thing to say, but…you don't suppose they've…let it go?
Sleuth: With faces like ours? They'd hold a grudge to their graves.
Razorklaw: Now that's a guarantee knowing that lot…still, I guess we've been lucky thus far…I mean, with low expectations, it can only go up from here, apparently.
Sleek: Hmmmmmm…you know, I spotted a few clubs as we were going along the canal…perhaps, just throwing it out there, we could-
Razorklaw: No.
Sleek: You didn't even know what I was going to say.
Razorklaw: Having lived with you long enough, I can tell when you're going to say something predictable.
Sleek: Pfft. Really now, coming from the one who pillaged the fruit for us.
Drago: Personally, I say we save that effort for a last resort, if we really need to go that…I mean, I wouldn't mind showing off a bit.
[Geoffrey suddenly stands up]
Geoffrey: I just need some air, I'll be back in a bit.
[With that, the skunk turns to walk up the stairs and go out in the open. However, Drago is fairly curious about this and decides to follow on, unbeknownst to Geoffrey. Talking of whom, it cuts to the skunk out in the middle of the alley, holding his arms as he gives a sigh]
Geoffrey: How much longer is this gonna hold out? Why doesn't he just get it over with…the torment, that's why…sick of a bitch enjoys it, no doubt.
Drago: [off-screen] Who's he?
Geoffrey: Geh!
[Geoffrey suddenly whirls around to face Drago, standing a few feet away]
Geoffrey: Cripes, mate, don't sneak up on me like that!
Drago: Ah…hmmmmm, my bad, I guess? But anyway, what were you muttering about?
Geoffrey: Eavesdropping much?
Drago: Besides the point, ya' gonna give me an answer?
Geoffrey: It was just…you know, thinking about the group…some of you are quite a case for sure.
Drago: Sooooooo, instead of smacktalking us upfront, you're doing it behind our backs…respectable.
Geoffrey: …You're a strange one sometimes, ya' know that?
Drago: No less than you, Mr. Double Agent.
[The two are silent for a few seconds…before Drago speaks up]
Drago: Uhhhhh…god, how do I say this…but…you know, ya' don't have to be all secretive around us. I mean, we're all in the same ballpark at this rate…
Geoffrey: Yeah…?
Drago: Okay, what I'm trying to say is…if you need someone to talk tooooooooooo…I'm available if you need.
Geoffrey: You…you mean it?
Drago: Yeeeeeeeeah, we'll go with that.
Geoffrey: Hmm…ya' know, I heard stories of you before…ironic how things change after a while and…you see a side of someone you didn't expect…
Drago: Well, I'm not entirely shallow, you know…just a large part of me is.
Geoffrey: Yeah, well, as if we all aren't, even just a bit.
[The two exchange a chuckle, before, out of the corner of his eye, Drago spots two people pass through the alley. As if on instinct, he grabs Geoffrey and pulls him back behind two trash bins]
Geoffrey: [muffled] HMM?!
Drago: Shh!
[The two people are revealed to be Sonic and Sally, the latter of which hears a sudden movement from the alley and looks in confusion]
Sally: Huh?
Sonic: Something up, Sal?
Sally: Oh, I just thought I heard something from the alley.
Sonic: Really?
[Sonic peers his head over to look into the alley]
Sonic: Aaaah, I'm sure it was just some trash getting shifted.
Sally: Perhaps…
[The two begin to walk away as Garnet and Exile pass them going in the opposite direction. It pans back to where Drago and Geoffrey are, the former still holding the latter's mouth with his paw]
Geoffrey: [muffled] …AHEM, excuse me?
Drago: Huh, oh, my bad, lemme just…get off you.
[Drago releases his hold on the skunk, allowing him to breathe]
Geoffrey: Hoooooo…thanks, now what was that all about?
Drago: I saw two people about to pass by, and so I just dived in…they definitely looked familiar…
Geoffrey: Really, who was it?
Drago: I think it was that Sonic and Princess Sally…
Geoffrey: Oh…well, I guess it was lucky we weren't spotted…thanks for that, mate.
Drago: Yeeeeeah, no problem…had enough fresh air yet?
Geoffrey: Hmmm, I suppose so…I feel a bit better now.
Drago: Ah, suppose that's good to hear.
Geoffrey: Right…
[As Geoffrey walks back to the room, Guntiver is seen going up the stairs at the same time. He spots the skunk coming back and gives him a smile]
Guntiver: Well, you're looking perkier than before.
Geoffrey: Yeah, funny given who I was just talking to.
[Geoffrey goes back into the room while Guntiver walks up to Drago]
Guntiver: That was a nice thing you did.
Drago: Pardon?
Guntiver: You know, speaking with Geoffrey. Good to see you being a bit more open with the group.
Drago: …How much of that did you see?
Guntiver: Weeeeeell, I saw enough of it.
Drago: Huh, didn't take you for an eavedropper.
Guntiver: I mean…at least it-
[As Guntiver begins to walk forward, he trips and ends up muzzle-first into Drago's chest. The red wolf's face flushes profusely, added with Drago's own look of complete surprise. Guntiver instantly backs off as quickly as he can]
Guntiver: -Oh my god, I am so sorry! I just tripped and-!
Drago: Nonono, it's fine, really…didn't know you were so interested.
Guntiver: Hmmmmm, very funny…would you believe that's not the first time that's happened to me?
Drago: Eh?
Guntiver: Oh yeah, I remember one time I was carrying some wood for the fire and I ended up tripping into Augustus. Lucky he was chill about it…yeah…
Drago: Heh, sounds like quite an experience, maybe you've just got a type.
[Guntiver blushes once more]
Guntiver: Aaaaaaah, now you're just teasing me.
Drago: Maaaaybe.
[The scene cuts to the town square where Sonic and Sally pass by the Berenstain Bears when they notice a commotion going on near the flagpole. Angelina, Jenna, Scooby, Scrappy, Lapis, Penelope Pitstop, Zorori, Fang, Puss, and Clifford are listening to something being spread around by the Warner Siblings; Yakko, Wakko, and Dot. As if added to emphasize his height, Clifford is obscured from his chest up from the angle set]
Yakko: …and I swear, we saw them snooping around while we were walking across the harbor.
Wakko: I know just about everyone in town down to their phone numbers, and I don't care seeing them before.
Dot: Ah, so that's why there's that massive phonebook in our bedroom.
[The crowd glances at each other with uncertainty before Sonic and Sally squeeze in between the crowd]
Sonic: Hey, hey, hey, what's goin' on here?
Yakko: Oooooooooooh, you know, speaking gossip and rumors about potential strangers lurking around the city for undisclosed purposes.
Sally: I'm sorry, what now?
Dot: Currently, the news is spreading like wildfire as we speak, literally, this just came out.
[As if on cue, Dot pulls out a newspaper that reads "Strangers on the Lookout" as the headliner with an image showcasing six undisclosed individuals with various heights. On the bottom panel, "Florida Governor Gets Pied", an image showing a man getting a pie thrown in his face while on a podium is depicted while to the upper right, the headline reads "Billionaire Faces Tax Fraud" shows a man with an uncomfortable grimace that's fairly recognizable, and in the bottom right, it reads "WB CEO Booed Off Stage"]
Sonic: …How did this get out so soon?
Wakko: Oh, we have our sources, here, there, everywhere.
Sonic: Uh-
Yakko: Hehehe, there's no escape…
Sally: Oooooookaaaaaay…but, for real, this isn't going to end well, I can just feel it…
[Sure enough, Sally is right as rumors begin to spread around town about the mysterious strangers. The scene transitions to the Sweets Shop as Toby passes by with Henrietta in tow. It cuts to inside the shop where Krypto, Ace Hart, Fluttershy, Muriel, Eustace, Snow White, Marie, Berlioz, Toulouse, Duchess, Usagi, Fox, Wolf, Fix, and Foxi are all gathered, voices murmuring amongst themselves. While they are either in front of the counter or seated, Muriel and Eustace are behind the counter, indicating them presumably being the owners of the establishment]
Muriel: I heard they're two short and four tall, hoho, how lovely to have new people in town.
Eustace: Gaaah, phooey! Besides, I know I heard them to be four short, and two tall.
Snow White: That's strange, I could have sworn I heard about them being six short.
Usagi: No, I heard they were six tall, or at least I think.
Berlioz: I don't even know what they look like.
Marie: I'm willing to bet they're a group of ruffians.
Toulouse: Pah, I could take them on, I'mma tough alley cat.
[Toulouse raises his fists to emphasize his point. Duchess intervenes]
Duchess: Oh, no no no, darling, the last thing I want is for any of you to get hurt.
[Fox looks over at Wolf]
Fox: I'm getting a strange sense of deja vu…
Wolf: What do you mean?
Fox: Okay, this might sound crazy but…you don't reckon this has anything to do with our little…mission a while back?
Wolf: …Actually, you might be onto something there. If it's a group of strangers in town, I've got a good idea of who they might be…might need to stage a little "intervention" if you know what I mean.
Fox: Okay, let's not jump the gun right away, we still need confirmation over identities. My guess is the police are already on the case.
Wolf: Pfft, a good lot they'll do, I'm sure.
[The scene cuts to another part of town, the police station as Grimhilde, Bean, Top Cat, and Mordecai pass by it in opposite directions. Inside the station, it shows the front desk where Benjamin Clawhauser is multitasking between scribbling something on a notepad while having the phone to his ear and a donut in his mouth. Transitioning into the main office where Officers Nick Wilde and Judy Hopps are seen analyzing the current record of a Missing Persons report. To the left, Officer Dibble is on the phone with someone while Officer Carmelita Fox is studying a separate file with a pen in her hand]
Dibble: Yes, I understand, Ranger Smith…yeah, keep 'em out of trouble…yeah, yeah, I'll have the perimeter set once I get there.
Carmelita: [murmuring] When one thing doesn't give, the other certainly does…you're not stealing this one, Sly Cooper…
Judy: You know, we don't get many cases like this.
Nick: Probably cuz almost everyone in town knows each other's presence, not often you get randos popping in the streets.
Judy: I just wonder, are they…recent or just been lost to time, or in a better sense "Missing in Action"?
[Nick reels back in his chair]
Nick: Your guess is as good as mine, Carrots. All I know is that Bogo will be thirsty for blood if they're the criminal sort.
Judy: You're gonna make him pop a vein one of these days, you know that?
Nick: Aaaaaaah, he knows I don't mean nothin' by it. Besides, the man could loosen the stick up his ass anyway.
[As if on cue, a large water buffalo steps into the office. Nick zips his mouth on a whim, but doesn't lose the coy expression. Everyone turns to face him]
Bogo: Stand at attention, you lot! We've got an update on our little missing persons case.
Judy: What's happened, sir?
Bogo: I was just getting to that, Officer Hopps…Officer Wilde, pay attention.
Nick: Right back at ya', Chief.
[Nick gives a wink, Bogo snorts but decides not to humor the fox as he turns to face the other officers]
Bogo: We've just been given a tip over who these stragglers might be, we don't know their current status, but whatever happens, you all need to be on your guard in case something happens.
Dibble: It'd betta' not be Top Cat harboring more fugitives, I already have to deal with six of 'em.
Carmelita: Or new recruits to the Cooper Gang, we have enough thieves to keep in line.
Judy: Or more crooks on the street, just last year, a whole gang of them came into town.
Nick: Oof, that's cold, even for you, Jude.
Bogo: AHEM! If I could continue what I was saying…?
[The room falls silent]
Bogo: This tip claims to have an association with these strangers from a while back…
[The officers are silent as they listen on in anticipation]
Bogo: …there was a sting operation that occurred in the old harbor at Hemlock, when we last investigated the matter, the suspects had fled the scene and went on the run…however, it is possible that they might be just within our grasp for questioning…so, if you spot anyone who looks unfamiliar to the Metropolis, report your findings immediately. We just might snatch 'em where they stand.
[There appears to be almost a hint of enthusiasm in Bogo's voice…which conveniently is being taped by Clawhauser in the opposite room as he eavesdrops on the conversation]
Clawhauser: Hohoho, that is sooooo adorable.
[The plump cheetah tries to suppress a giggle fit as the scene cuts back to the officers chatting amongst themselves in curiosity and even excitement]
Dibble: Heh heh, now there's a real case on our hands, beats babysittin' Hoagie's Alley any day.
Carmelita: Hmmmm, perhaps Cooper can wait another day, I've got some fresh targets on hand.
Nick: Well, this is an interesting turn of events, you'll finally get to do a real case for a change.
Judy: Very funny, foxy.
[Judy nudges Nick, but more so in a playful manner than an irritated manner. The news begins to spread around town, and soon, everyone is getting interested in finding out about the strangers. From the Powerpuff Girls flying overhead to get a view from above, to the Military Trio inspecting the area onboard one of the old coaches pulled by Duck, even as far as Ace giving Tom and Jerry a judging eye as if they have any information on the case. The cat and mouse duo just look at the German Shepard like he's a ditz]
[The scene cuts to evening where Hershey is standing outside of a pitstop while Ranger Smith is shown passing by in his jeep, looking over the area with interest. He stops to interrogate the bystanding feline]
Ranger Smith: Pardon me, miss, but you haven't seen any strange characters come around these parts, have you?
Hershey: Um, no, sir, I haven't, why do you ask?
Smith: There's been reports of six unidentified strangers in the area, and we need to inspect every nook and cranny in town.
Hershey: I see…
Ranger Smith: Well, you have a safe evening, ma'am, take care.
[Ranger Smith tips his hat up in a polite gesture before he drives off in his jeep. Hershey watches him leave with an odd glance just as Lupe comes out from the shop]
Lupe: What was that about?
Hershey: Some kind of investigation, unidentified strangers in town.
Lupe: Really? A bit unusual…
Hershey: Something on your mind?
Lupe: Whenever I got warnings like this in the past, they almost always led to trouble…I can't help but get the feeling something bad is going to happen…
Hershey: …You know, I was thinking the same thing.
Lupe: Ah?
Hershey: Like you said, strangers were usually bad news where we came from…I'm feeling awfully…concerned about who it could be…
[Lupe notices Hershey's discomfort and tries to put an assuring paw on her shoulder]
Lupe: Hey…don't get too worked up over it, they've got police scouting the area, and if that comes to pass…well, I know how to use a scepter.
Hershey: [sighs] I suppose you're right…
Lupe: Plus, I've heard of you taking on someone in a fight, not that I want you to put yourself in danger or anything.
Hershey: Oh, no no, I get what you mean…I appreciate the sentiment.
Lupe: Hmmhmm, good to hear.
[Hershey smiles at Lupe, but as the two begin to walk away, the feline looks away from the lupine with an uncertain expression, peering through one of the alleys shrouded in darkness…it cuts to the storage unit where the sextet is gathered for dinner. A crate of meat is shown to be opened, presumably taken from the butcher's shop, and the sound of grilling can be heard. A dusty old charcoal grill is being operated by Sleuth as plates of sausages, steaks, and hamburgers are sat on a box for the others to eat]
Sleuth: Dig in, gentlemen, tonight we dine on a real feast.
[The others are shown digging into the food, Drago, Razorklaw, and Sleek in particular showing immense satisfaction]
Drago: God, it feels so good to eat meat properly again.
Sleek: Beats having to fish around like a quad.
Razorklaw: Not bad, for charcoal.
[Geoffrey sighs as he finishes his row of sausages and lays down to relax from the food]
Geoffrey: That's betta'...
[He glances over at Guntiver who is taking small bits of his food]
Geoffrey: Not used to the taste of meat, eh?
Guntiver: Huh? Oh no, just used to the taste of nuts and acorns at this point.
Geoffrey: Hmmmmm…
[The scene cuts to Bogo walking down the street, keeping his eye out for anything suspicious…when he suddenly catches the scent of something cooking, freezing in place]
Bogo: [sniffs] Is that…meat?
[The buffalo slowly cranes his head in the direction of the alley…he narrows his eyes in a suspicious manner]
Bogo: I wonda'...
[Slowly, he walks down the alley…a low synth piece plays over the scene as Bogo makes his way down the point, flaring his nostrils as if to catch more of the scent…just as he appears to be getting close, the sound of his mobile phone rings, throwing him off]
Bogo: DA-daaaaargh!
[Reluctantly, the bovine picks up the phone and sees the contact…he sighs as it reads "B. Clawhauser", pressing down on the icon]
Bogo: …Yes?
Clawhauser: Heeeeeey, Chief, how ya' doin'?
Bogo: Clawhauser, this is no time for a personal call, I'm in the middle of an investigation here.
Clawhauser: [gasps] No way, so am I as we speak!
Bogo: [deadpan] Really now?
Clawhauser: Yep! We just got some new info on the case down at the station, and thought it might be of help to you.
Bogo: What? When was this?
Clawhauser: Well, I just got off the phone with an anonymous user, and they told me a little bit about the suspects.
Bogo: Anonymous, eh…go on…
Clawhauser: I've got a detailed report on the desk…maaaaaybe come back to view it for yourself?
Bogo: …Right, I'll be there soon.
Clawhauser: Greeeat, hope to see y-!
[Bogo cuts the call off before Clawhauser finish, looking back around the alley with a disgruntled expression]
Bogo: Where are you sneaky wankers…?
[As Bogo walks back down the way he came, the camera pans upward to show the evening sky slowly turning to night as it pans back down to the alley, cutting to the inside of the storage unit where the gang has all gone to sleep. A similar piece of music from before as it shows them all in the same sleeping arrangements as they were before, the rather peaceful display contrasted by the tense music playing over it…a brief flash shows the six suddenly having strings attached to them before cutting back to normal…cut to black]
Character Guide:
Drago Wolf, Geoffrey St. John, Guntiver the Arctic Wolf, Sleuth Dawg, Razorklaw, Sleek the Panther, Hershey the Cat, Lupe the Wolf, Sonic the Hedgehog, Sally Acorn, Big the Cat, Fang the Sniper, Bean the Duck, Bark the Polar Bear, Augustus the Polar Bear - Sonic the Hedgehog
Nick Wilde, Judy Hopps, Chief Bogo, Benjamin Clawhauser - Zootopia (2016)
Fox McCloud, Wolf O'Donnell - Star Fox
Yakko Warner, Wakko Warner, Dot Warner - Animaniacs
Officer Dibble, Top Cat - Top Cat
Carmelita Fox, Sly Cooper - Sly Cooper
Ranger Smith - The Yogi Bear Show
Duchess, Marie, Toulouse, Berlioz - The Aristocats (1970)
Muriel Bagge, Eustace Bagge - Courage the Cowardly Dog
Snow White, Grimhilde - Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)
Usagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon - Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon
Ace Hart - Dog City
Angelina Mouseling - Angelina Ballerina (2002)
Baloo - The Jungle Book (1967)
Blossom, Bubbles, Buttercup - The Powerpuff Girls
Brother Bear, Sister Bear, Papa Bear, Mama Bear - The Berenstain Bears
Clifford - Clifford the Big Red Dog
Colonel, Sergeant Tibbs, Captain - 101 Dalmatians (1961)
Dodger - Oliver and Company (1988)
Exile - Road Rovers
Fix and Foxi - Fix and Foxi
Fluttershy - My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Garnet, Lapis Lazuli, Bismuth - Steven Universe
Jenna - Balto (1995)
Zorori - Kaiketsu Zorori
Krypto - Krypto the Superdog
Mordecai - Regular Show
Penelope Pitstop - Penelope Pitstop
Puss in Boots - Shrek/Puss in Boots
Scooby-Doo, Scrappy-Doo - Scooby-Doo
Tom Cat, Jerry Mouse - Tom and Jerry
Henry, Percy, Toby, Duck, Emily, Henrietta, Cranky - Thomas and Friends