"So that's it?" Cherry asked as she signed her name on a clipboard after calling her emergency contact.
"That's it." The exterminator nodded at her.
"This is so much easier; I don't know why anyone didn't do this years ago." Cherry said as she handed the clipboard back with a smirk.
"What do you want me to do with the body?" The exterminator wondered.
"Eh, I'm sure I know someone who can answer that." Cherry replied innocently as Cleo began to look happy and have a full stomach.
"Do you want any of his oversized mallets?" The exterminator then offered to Cherry.
Cherry paused a moment before she smirked a bit. "I will take a mallet." she then said.
And so, Cherry and Cleo left another adventure together as Cleo slurped down a possum tail in her mouth.
"Cherry, are you sure we were allowed to do that?" Cleo asked after a moment.
"Well, Drell said he and Skippy had trouble with Sledgehammer O'Possum too so I did the whole world a favor so no one ever has to see that little pink rat ever again," Cherry said before cringing slightly. "I mean, it's not like I called The Verminator or anything like that."
"I remember you telling me about that guy," Cleo agreed. "Oh, well, I just hope you don't run into any trouble."
"What trouble could I get into?" Cherry scoffed and shrugged before bumping into a random man. "Oh! Excuse me, sir." she then said.
The man slowly turned around to face her, showing to be a park ranger. "Hello. I'm Ranger Stu," he then said to Cherry and Cleo in a very creepy monotone voice. "You weren't thinking of exterminating the poor and very rare Roseus Comoedia Ventura Rodentia, WERE YOU?"
Cleo yowled and hid behind Cherry since this man frightened her.
"No of course not, sir," Cherry replied innocently as she put her hands in her pockets and crossed her fingers. "I would never do such a thing."
"Very well... enjoy the park and remember, don't litter!" Ranger Stu told her before grinning brightly for a moment and then ran away.
"Man, Ranger Smith from Yogi Bear has let himself go." Cleo commented.
"Never mind that, let's just go to the next people on the list." Cherry dismissed and shrugged.
The two of them soon ventured off to their next task since Sledgehammer O'Possum was no more and Cherry took a giant mallet with her before gift-wrapping it to give it to a certain someone later on.
"Let's see... George and Junior?" Cherry remarked as she checked the book. "Oh, boy, those are classics."
"You like their adventures, Cherry?" Cleo wondered.
"At least from Tex Avery." Cherry shrugged.
"Didn't Tex Avery die a long time ago?" Cleo asked. "How is he still making cartoon characters in the 90s?"
"This is probably a remaster like when we met The Flintstones a while back," Cherry guessed. "George and Junior are actually older than you think."
"Wow..." Cleo whispered as she was informed.
Meanwhile, in the big city at night, a light appeared to be blinking on and off on top of a tall building.
This did not go unnoticed by a bird who was trying to sleep until the light disrupted his slumber. "That light is working my nerves!" he then complained before trudging over and then took out a mallet to smash it and shut it off permanently before yawning in relief, then perched on the post and fell asleep.
However, below the building were the "new and improved" George and Junior who had a business as Janitorial Engineers. The two were fast asleep as well in front of their security surveillance videos and they appeared to be with a young bear girl who wore a red dress and had curly blonde hair on her head. Just then, a bunch of loud and blaring alarms rang around the room to wake up the three bears instantly, though George was so startled that he jumped high in the air and landed in Junior's arms while the bear girl looked afraid and rattled from the very loud noise.
"Duh... the alarm went off, George." Junior said to his fellow bear.
George looked wide-eyed at that and checked the screens to see what was wrong. "THE POWER LIGHT IS OUT!" he then panicked. "We gotta keep that light lit or we'll lose our jobs!"
"Uncle George, Uncle Junior, that alarm scared me." The bear girl pouted.
"Aw, I'm sorry, Melodie, but it's time to work now," George told her with a nervous grin. "Don't tell your old man about this and, uh, I'll buy you whatever toy you want in the morning."
"Hmm... oki!" The bear girl paused and then grinned innocently.
"Now come help your Uncle George and Uncle Junior and we'll get to work, all right?" George said with a grin.
"Oki." Melodie nodded, still grinning innocently.
"Good~" George grinned and soon dashed off along with Junior and Melodie to get to work.
Soon, the three bears ended up in the elevator and they rode all the way up to the top where the bird from earlier was. George and Junior ran to the rooftop door and opened it as they rushed by with a very long ladder while Melodie watched them.
"Up the ladder, Junior, and screw the new light in." George ordered.
Junior did as he was told, climbing up the ladder with a brand-new light bulb. The ladder rattled a bit as George held onto it and soon, Junior came to the top of the post to find the sleeping bird, looking clueless. He then removed the bird once he had an idea and put the lightbulb in place and put the bird on top of it. This soon woke up the bird as he felt his tail feathers burning and he stormed over to the person responsible for burning his butt.
"LISTEN, BUSTER, THAT LIGHT DISTURBS MY SLEEP AND I WANT IT OUT ONCE AND FOR ALL!" The bird snapped and took out some spiked mace and smashed the light so he could have complete and total darkness. "As for you..." he then added before punching Junior down the ladder. "SCRAM!"
The big, fat bear soon fell off of the ladder and landed hard on the ground next to George and Melodie.
"Now what's up?" George asked impatiently.
"Are you okay, Uncle Junior?" Melodie asked cutely.
"There's a nasty pigeon up there who's putting the lights out." Junior stated goofily.
"Well, no bird is gonna tell us what to do, SO GET BACK UP THERE!" George retorted before shoving Junior right back up the ladder, but by the time they got back up to the post, it appeared to be empty. "There's no pigeon around here; IT'S JUST YOUR IMAGINATION!" he then told Junior before taking out a new light bulb and put it in place. "There."
"Look out, Uncle George!" Melodie cried out from the ground.
"Don't worry, kiddo; I'll be just fine!" George reassured her until he and Junior suddenly felt the ladder move across the ground.
"Oh, look, George!" Junior pointed out with glee. "There's my imagination!"
The bird grinned as he pushed the ladder on a pair of roller-blades before letting the ladder hit the edge, causing the two birds to plummet down to the road below. Junior climbed all the way up to the top while George stayed put on the bottom step and the ladder crashed down, causing Junior to come down the steps, snapping them on the way down and then fell right on top of George, squashing him flat with his fat butt.
"Say, I got quite an active imagination, huh, George?" Junior asked innocently after he came off of George.
George grumbled and soon stormed over to right behind the big fat bear. "Bend over, Junior." he then demanded.
Junior then did as he was told as he knew what was coming as he had to pay the price for his stupidity.
"That wasn't very nice." Melodie frowned as the bird tried to go back to sleep while George literally kicked Junior's butt since that was a running gag in their old shorts.
The bird then smashed the light with a wrench and then decided to go back to sleep.
Soon, George and Junior were back on the rooftop together along with Melodie and they had brought a cannon with them.
"Pay close attention," George then instructed Junor and Melodie as he took out a treat. "It's a well-known fact that pigeons love popcorn so I'll go on the other side of the roof with Melodie, take the popcorn, place it down, leading a trail to the cannon. When you see the pigeon, light the fuse. Is that clear?" he then added.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Junior nodded and grinned stupidly.
"Good! Let us get started," George replied as he took the bag of popcorn. "Stay close to Uncle George now, Melodie."
"Oki, Uncle George." Melodie nodded as she did what was asked of her as George began to make the popcorn trail now.
And like so, the bird followed behind them, eating the popcorn pieces in the process.
Junior then saw the bird right away so that only meant one thing. "When I see the bird, I light the fuse." he then memorized to himself before he took out a match to light the long and curly fuse.
KABOOM! The cannon set off and a giant ball came right toward Melodie, making George panic and he then rushed over to get her out of the way. He then shoved her a bit and screamed until he turned around and the cannonball launched straight into his mouth, went all the way through his insides before shooting right out his butt and appeared to be in pain.
"Thanks for saving me, Uncle George," Melodie smiled innocently. "Can I have some popcorn?"
"You can have some popcorn while I have a word with your Uncle Junior." George told her.
"All right! Midnight snack!" Melodie cheered and smiled as she took the popcorn. "Want some?" she then asked the bird.
"I just wanna go to sleep." The bird grumbled as George beat Junior yet again.
"Ooh..." Melodie whispered.
Soon, the chaos was being seen from binoculars from a lawn chair as Cherry and Cleo merely observed this cartoon adventure.
"I don't know what it is, but this art style is starting to bug me," Cherry said to Cleo. "We saw it on Sledgehammer O'Possum, plus there was that Yuckie Duck, and now this. This is definitely not what Tex Avery envisioned and I'm starting to think that Ren & Stimpy did this cartoon better in this decade."
"Are we gonna leave then?" Cleo guessed.
"Eh, we might as well see how this wraps up," Cherry replied with a shrug. "That way we got it out of the way, but I am definitely sick of this style of cartoons and wanna go back to someone recognizable like Cow and Chicken or Courage the Cowardly Dog."
"Yeah, I'm starting to see why this kind of cartoon didn't catch on." Cleo nodded and agreed.
The bird soon ate some popcorn with Melodie until they both saw George and Junior speeding over, so the bird began to dart away. He then went down the hole, leading straight into the drain pipe and Junior covered the hole, feeling like he did good for once.
"We got him trapped!" George grinned and soon brought out a stick of dynamite. "Here... take this, drop it down the drain, it'll blow him out the bottom, and I'll grab him!" he then told Junior before dashing away suddenly.
"But Uncle George, he just wants to get some sleep." Melodie pouted.
"Not now, kiddo!" George replied as he dashed away.
Junior then dropped the stick of dynamite down the drain pipe to go after the bird. George waited at the ground, looking into the hole until he panicked and the stick of dynamite hit him in the face, getting stuck in his nose until it exploded and deflated his nose.
Junior then picked up George's nose and blew into it like a balloon and even tied a string around it. "Duh... here's your nose! Good as new!" he then told George with a stupid smile.
George then glared and snatched Junior's nose right off his face and wore it in place of his old nose. He then took his nose balloon and tied the string around Junior's muzzle and Junior simply turned around because he knew what was coming now.
"What're you gonna do with that light, Mr. Pigeon?" Melodie could be heard asking from the rooftop.
"Whatya think, kid?" The bird scoffed.
"Oh, man! We gotta get back up there now!" George panicked as he stopped himself from beating Junior yet again. "If Melodie gets hurt, she'll tell Sugar Bear and then Sugar Bear won't be so nice no more and he'll beat us worse than when he faced Blob that guy who has cereal made out of pickles and soda and Sugar Fox who always tried and failed to keep Sugar Bear from getting his box of Super Sugar Crisp!"
"Gee, George, it sure is fun to exposit out loud, ain't it?" Junior commented.
"COME ON!" George told him as they rushed to the rooftop to go after Melodie who was apparently very important to them.
The bird soon dropped the light bulb carelessly from the rooftop.
"Darn pesky pigeon!" George glared as he and Junior soon chased after the bird on the rooftop once more.
The bird soon ran across a wire as George was right behind him, hot on his tail. As the bird came to the other rooftop, Junior was there with an axe and soon chopped the wire, causing the bird to snap his feathered fingers. George continued to run until he noticed the wire fell from under his feet and he saw that he was about to plummet down, freaking out in the process in the old cartoon trope of gravity not working unless you looked down. He soon fell through the air so rapidly that the friction caused his butt to catch on fire.
"JUNIOR! DO SOMETHING TO HELP ME!" George shouted in fear and pain.
"Don't worry, George! I'll put the fire out! I'll put the fire out!" Junior replied as he brought out a hose to help out with his friend in need, only for it to be from a gas pump.
Cherry just face-palmed at the sheer stupidity that was Pat Ventura cartoons.
"Can we go now?" Cleo complained.
"Soon." Cherry promised Cleo.
Gas soon spurted from the hose that Junior found and George soon exploded due to the flames on his butt combined with the gas he was drenched in.
"I'll catch ya!" Junior called out, running to catch George only for the short, wise guy to hit the road hard, creating a hole in it next to Junior. "George, why are ya playin' in the hole?" he then asked stupidly.
"Bend over, Junior." George groaned from the hole.
"Mr. Pigeon, please," Melodie said to the stubborn bird. "My uncles need to keep their jobs because they have nothing else to do. We promise not to bother you anymore if you just leave and let them do their job. Maybe you could try sleeping somewhere else? Um, please?" she then suggested.
"Well... I guess I could do that... since ya said please," The bird shrugged. "I've about had it with these jokers you call your uncles anyways."
"We're sorry for bothering you, Mr. Bird, it won't happen again." Melodie said sweetly and innocently.
"It better not." The bird replied as he went to pack a suitcase to leave the rooftop once and for all.
George and Junior soon came back to the rooftop only to see that the bird was about to leave on his own terms.
"George, he's going away!" Junior pointed out.
"What?! But how?!" George cried out. "It was that easy?!"
"Uh-huh, I got rid of him," Melodie nodded. "Have a nice trip, Mr. Bird." she then added.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." The bird grumbled as he flew away with his suitcase. "Noisy, pesky bears! I'll never get any rest! I'm outta here!"
"I think I did good, Uncle George." Melodie said innocently.
"Kid, how did ya do it?!" George asked as he grabbed her and shook her frantically. "How did ya convince the pigeon to leave?!"
"I said please." Melodie stated with a small smile.
George then looked wide-eyed and shattered into pieces. "I think I need a doctor." he then muttered.
"Silly Uncle George." Melodie giggled at that.
"All right, I think it's over now," Cherry said to Cleo. "Let's put some eggs in our shoes and beat it."
"But I don't wear shoes." Cleo replied innocently.
Cherry looked deadpan at that. "Let's just get out of here, I can't take another minute of this." she said.
"I just hope you didn't let anyone down with this adventure's sudden ending." Cleo shrugged.
"I don't know and I don't care, but I'm sick of these characters right about now." Cherry said as they left this adventure in place of another one which would hopefully be a lot more tolerable.