It was a rainy but quiet afternoon in London. Judy and Dr. Wilde were taking a small stroll through the city.
"Ahh, sometimes it's good to be surrounded by rain" sighed Judy.
"The best part is it's just you and me" Wilde smiled.
As they reached Baker Street, they shook the rain off their fur and coats, then entered their flat.
Mrs. Otterton was dragging Dastardly out the door. The poor human looked like he has been beaten in a wrestling match, even lost his boots and his pants in the progress.
"Hello, Judy, Dr. Wilde" Dastardly greeted in a tired, nasal voice, before giving a harsh, wet cough into his fist.
The fox jumped in surprise and hid behind Judy, who rolled her eyes and grew concerned eyes for Dastardly.
"Good to see you, Dick" Judy said nervously, trying to cover her fear. "Just got back from a walk. Wanna join us for a cup of tea?"
"No, Hopps" Dastardly groaned. "I can't. I suppose lunch did not agree with me."
"Don't you lie to her, wise guy!" Mrs. Otterton growled, slapping the back of his head.
"Ow, alright! So I caught a cold before I came to see you! And after I dropped off Muttley to obedient school as punishment after nearly getting eaten by that cursed crocodile."
You see whenever Dastardly was sick, he could be difficult when he got sick. He would think he was a superhuman, refusing to rest when ill.
Most of the time, Dastardly had to physically dragged to bed by Muttley, fighting with him the entire way. However on rare occasions, he'd wait until Dastardly finally admit defeat to the illness and would be willingly dragged to his bedroom to rest.
"This is one of these rare moments" sighed Judy. "I see Mrs. Otterton was kind enough to dry your pants and boots."
"Are you kidding?!" Mrs. Otterton cried. "I had to wrestle him and the fathead fell into the bathtub!"
"Well, that would explain why Dastardly is in his underwear" Wilde gulped.
Just then, Dastardly's nose twitched and scrunched...
"Uh-oh" groaned Mrs. Otterton.
...twitched uncontrollably and started to go "ah-ah-ah..."
"He's gonna blow!" screamed Wilde, grabbing and opening an umbrella.
Judy, Wilde and Mrs. Otterton ducked for cover behind the umbrella and...
"AH-CHOO!"
Groaning in disgust, Dastardly pulled out his handkerchief and blew his nose into it.
"God bless you" Judy said, shaking the spit and mucus off the umbrella.
Dastardly was too busy cleaning his nose to answer, then lifted his head, eyes locked on Judy.
"I'm sorry" he moaned.
"It's okay" Judy replied. "You better get some rest until you feel better. Leave the telegram to us and we'll handle the cases."
Dastardly slowly nodded his head. He didn't like the idea, but he knew that he had to listen.
Soon, Judy and Wilde dragged Dastardly out the door.
"Oh, well" shrugged Mrs. Otterton. "We won't be needing this."
She tossed the umbrella in the rubbish bin.
I just hope people will stay six feet away from him she thought whispered, her eyes filled with concern.
When they got home, Judy and Wilde washed their paws and sat on the sofa.
"You think what Dastardly's got is contagious?" Wilde asked.
"I don't think so, Wilde" Judy replied. "As far as symptoms go, Dick has a runny nose, coughs violently from the mucus in his throat and his skin is pasty white."
"So, Dastardly has the common cold?"
"I'm not sure, but I've got a plan. Nick, you will bring Blazey over to warm up the house. Dick hardly gets anything for the winter."
"But what are you gonna do?"
"I'm going to drink an elixir that shrink myself to a microscopic size, so I can go inside Dick and find out what's wrong with him."
"Great! I'll get the stethoscope!"
"I'll send in a cup of my famous chicken and salmon broth for them!" Mrs. Otterton shouted from another room.
"How does she do that?" Wilde gasped.
Judy just shrugged her shoulders and began getting supplies together.
Meanwhile in Dastardly's home, the poor human was laying down in bed, having stripped down to long johns, now shivering much harder than he was before. His face was scrunched up in discomfort.
"So cold" Dastardly muttered, his eyes, glassy and slightly unfocused.
Then, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Go away!" Dastardly tried to say before throwing up in a waste basket.
The door swung open and Wilde entered with gloves, a plague mask and a robe over his clothes.
"I just wanted to bring Blazey to warm you up and a cup of Mrs. Otterton's chicken and salmon broth" he said excitedly like a game show host.
The dragon barked excitedly and blew fire inside the fireplace.
"Thanks" Dastardly croaked. "Where's Judy?"
"She's… right here in my paw."
Dastardly frowned and squinted his eyes.
At first, it seemed blurry but then something jumped on Dastardly's eye.
"Hi, Dick!" squeaked the tiny Judy. She has changed into a single cell organism.
Dastardly wanted to faint, but he quickly took a sip of the broth.
"Judy?!" he gasped. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"I'm gonna save your body from whatever's ailing you" replied the tiny organism.
"Are you crazy? If you stay in my body, I'll explode!"
"Don't worry, I'm so tiny, you won't even know I'm in there. The elixir lasts another half an hour."
Then, Judy leapt off Dastardly's eye and landed inside a syringe, held by Wilde.
"Just relax and Carrots will take it from there" the fox doctor instructed.
Dastardly slowly and nervously took a deep breath as Wilde gently undid the top of the long john and injected the needle in Dastardly's arm.
"Is she in me?" Dastardly asked.
"She's in now" smiled Wilde. "I'll listen for her with my stethoscope."
"If Bladebeak shows up and ruins the case…"
"He won't! And don't even think of screaming at him. If you ever get cured, I'll kill you."
Dastardly shut up, knowing he didn't want to fight with Wilde with Judy gone.
Inside Dastardly's body, Judy swam through the bloodstream, amazed by the science of the human body.
"Okay, Carrots" Wilde said through the stethoscope, "If you're going to find the source of Dastardly's cold, you would have to check the throat first."
The fox listened as he heard high pitched squeaks coming from Dastardly's chest.
"What did she say, what did she say?" panicked Dastardly.
"She said that she's heading up your bloodstream by following the white blood cells" Wilde replied.
Inside, Judy watched as bacteria cells tried to break the throat tissue.
"Oh, no" she gasped softly to herself. "Where's the cavalry when you need them?"
Antibodies soon surrounded the bacteria, allowing the white blood cells to attack and eat them.
"Go get them!" cheered the organism-rabbit.
The white blood cells seemed suspicious of the organism-rabbit.
"How do y'all know you can trust her?" snapped one. "She's a trespasser. She could be a virus or a germ."
"Actually, I'm a rabbit who used drinking chemicals to turn myself into a single celled organism to help save the human you live in" Judy answered.
But then, the white blood cells panicked as something appeared in a black coat and with a dangerously glowing, red finger.
"Holy spit" gasped the suspicious cell.
Judy glared as the virus approached the cells.
"Careful" warned the virus, extending his claw. "I'm contagious."
He touched the cell beside Judy.
The cell seemed fine until it began to heat up and then it exploded, mutating into a copy of the virus.
Judy was shocked as more cells mutated into copies of the virus.
"Yeah, Big Daddy Thrax is just beginnin', baby" chuckled the evil virus. "And your human is next, little organism. Things are gonna get hot in here and he'll be dead within the next eight weeks."
Outside, Wilde and Dastardly were anxious to hear from Judy. Time was running out.
"Drat!" complained Dastardly. "What on earth is keeping her?"
Then, he violently coughed and vomited into the waste basket.
Wilde tried to calm the panicked human, but he was fretting himself.
Inside, Judy slipped into the bloodstream and went up to the brain with Thrax and his copies on her trail.
Wasting no time, she swam toward the brain and chattered loud enough for Dastardly to hear.
"It's Judy!" cried Dastardly.
"What is it? What does she say?" Wilde whimpered.
"She said that there's a virus in me and it's spreading like crazy. If she can't get the other cells to help her, it's goodbye Dick Dastardly."
"WE HAVE TO GET HER OUT OF THERE!"
He tried to dig into Dastardly's mouth, but the human poked the fox in the nose, though covered by a mask.
Inside, Judy fought Thrax's copies with all her might, but it was ten against one. And worst of all, she was running out of time. She could change back any minute and Dastardly would explode.
"Get her!" Thrax shouted.
All the virus copies advanced, but then a trillion antibodies stuck themselves onto the copies and thousands of white blood cells ate them.
Outmatched, Thrax went for the brain for a DNA nucleotide.
Judy took this chance and punched Thrax hard in the gut with her arm, dodging his heated claw.
Thrax, enraged that his plan failed, fled with Judy chasing after him.
Worried, Wilde peeked through Dastardly's eye.
"Okay, she's leaving and heading for the mouth" he exclaimed.
Soon, he pressed on Dastardly's chest and the human coughed and out came Judy and Thrax, into the yard.
"Yes, she's out!" cheered Wilde.
Judy grew and changed back into a rabbit.
She then searched all over the yard, using an empty glass bottle to look for Thrax.
Thrax tried to escape, but a glass jar trapped him inside.
It was Judy, she changed back into her old rabbit self.
"Hey, what the- -" growled Thrax. "Let me out! I said let me out, you little b- -"
"Be silent, Thrax!" Judy snapped. "You won't harm my friend! Ever!"
She capped the jar with a lid and screwed it on tightly.
Dastardly coughed, then saw Judy's head through the window.
"Caught the virus" she said. "And I'll make sure he won't harm another soul ever again."
At the ocean, Judy dropped the jar over the hill and into the ocean. It shattered and Thrax seemed to drown.
"Too bad we don't know how we can kill a virus" Judy frowned, "But maybe one day in the future, someone will provide something that will make viruses dissolve."
104 years later inside a hospital in Rhode Island…
Thrax, pretty much alive, was battling Osmosis Jones, a white blood cell, on a false eyelash of Shane DeTorre, whose father was about to fall victim to Thrax's evil 48 hour plan.
And it seemed like Thrax won!
"Can you feel the heat, Jones?" Thrax chuckled evilly. "Too bad you won't be here to see me break my record when I take down Frank's pretty little girl..."
"She ain't going down!" Ozzy smiled. "You are!"
He had tricked Thrax into stabbing Shane's fake eyelash.
The eyelash began to fall off and Ozzy hung on Shane's real eyelash as Thrax fell down into a container of rubbing alcohol.
He tried to swim to the surface, but Thrax began to dissolve into nothingness.
The virus has been cured.
And if you have seen Osmosis Jones, you know the rest of the story.