This machine is something that Fat Cat's gang have spent quite a decent amount of time on throughout this past year in their spare time outside of dealing with those hatred rodent enemies under Fat Cat's commands.
They have done little by little on the work by gathering up all sorts of mechanical pieces and wiring to build up this big mechanical evil robotic clone of Fat Cat*.
Mepps asks the two upon completion, "So what do you guys think?". "About what?" Asks Mole.
Wart glares at the mole among his dull question and says to him, "Mole, come on, dummy! Is that seriously a trick question? I'd say it looks pretty solid. A fine shiny clone of the boss."
Mole then begins to think this whole thing through among his own sudden modern insticts and says in regard, "Uh, I hate to admit this guys...but this is so wrong. Honestly, I feel now that we should have just called this whole project off on the day that we were put to that hole digging job beneath the ground outside+."
Mepps nods his head in much dismay and agreement and then says, "I don't like it either. Then again, what choice do I have? What choice do ANY of us have?"
"Well you know what?" Says Mole, "I have just about had it with that crabby tabby fat feline. Honestly, I think we'd be better off starting our very own business as expert diggers along with those other moles that we met that one day, and begin digging tunnels underneath the city+. Who's with me on this one, that the boss and his other rodent sidekicks down on the ground level of the building should just do off with the remains of the boss' commandments."
It began gnawing Wart up inside. The lizard catches on to this thing that his two dimwitted co-mooks, after all this time working together, are now all of a sudden trying to grow a brain for once. So Wart points out to the two, "Oh now don't be like that, guys! Those stupid rescue rodents are bound to be finished anyway. Besides, I felt that it was bad enough on that one day that you guys went digging. In case you have forgotten, you all let those rodents turn your brains into a soggy mush, and then wound up going against the boss in the end+. We've spent months setting up this big machine, and now we're determined that the Rangers will officially be history before we know it."
Mole looks up to Mepps and asks him, "Is he lying?". "Fat Cat is the expert." Replies Mepps, "We just work for him."
Being the second least stupid of all four of Fat Cat's henchmen, Wart resents this whole thing of concept between Mole and Mepps and says to the two, "Remind me to use my wrecking ball after we finish those Rescue Rangers, so that I can knock YOU two out next!"
Just then, [a door out from an elevator made out of a generator opens up, and out comes Fat Cat on the rooftop]. Via watching that special report about Nimnul on TV, Fat Cat begins a bit of meeting with his three minions about some alternative plan for this big robotic Fat Cat clone that of course they have now completed.
"My bench warming furballs^!" Fat Cat calls out to his henchmen, and then starts walking his pathway to them, "Time for a little meeting."
Fat Cat's gang notice their boss making his bit of expected appearance that would happen sooner or later on the case of this big robotic machine being now officially finished. As they all assume that upon knowing that this project is now complete, Fat Cat will have this moment of huddle altogether among discussion about how exactly this big evil machine will finish those rodent opponents of theirs for life.
Their prediction becomes a bit premature as Fat Cat suddenly blurts out to the three, "It turns out that I now have some change of plans for the ultimate crisis on those Rescue Rangers that I want to discuss with you all about."
Much to Mepps' sense of fatigue, the rodent cat member of Fat Cat's gang gets all faked out after hearing the monstrous feline's statement. As a result, the small mellow feline gets some silly thought that Fat Cat has now suddenly out of nowhere come up with some other idea of architectural piece of construction for Mepps, Wart, and Mole to develop among ending the Rescue Rangers.
In that case, Mepps says to Fat Cat, "Awwwww but Fat Cat, I thought you've always agreed that this would be the ultimate project. It was hard work for us~. We can't just let it all go to waste all of a sudden!"
Regarding Mepps' stupid concept of such, Fat Cat at first says in a calm voice, "I'm amazed that you think I have such high hopes for these certain jobs that I put you on~." The tabby feline then bellows and shouts out to Mepps, "OF COURSE I AGREE, YOU IDIOT!"
Fat Cat then grabs Mepps from the collar of his shirt and holds him approximately a centimeter in distance from his face as the chubby cat continues to point out to the small cat, "Of course if I DID want something else by now for a change, it would be the same precise kind of mechanical robot. Only with YOUR head on it!" Fat Cat then lets go of Mepps.
Mepps falls down on his butt with a splat, and then gets up while muttering to himself in a way to be sure that Fat Cat didn't hear. For all he knows that if Fat Cat did hear it, Mepps could end up possibly [flying down to his doom overboard the rooftop of the building] just like Fat Cat ordered him to do with Chip and Dale on the very first day that the feline encountered those two chipmunks.
Fat Cat begins fiddling with his mustache. He then starts directing discussion to his minions among their biggest, and what could be considered to be the most successful work of them all, "Now, we shall get to my alternative plan momentarily." The monster heel cat observes the big newly developed robotic machine being finished and all well put together. Fat Cat then says to his gang, "But right now, I want to assure you all that this new piece of heavy machinery is still indeed a part of my master plan of absolute destruction. Dare I say that it looks like the most advanced piece of equipment I've ever seen; or better yet as I would put it, more an advanced robotic clone of me." Fat Cat cackles at his own comment.
Fat Cat then says to his gang among his impression with this big wicked work to be a job well done, "]I must say that for once, you all have done an excellent job[!"
Mole responds with a very satisfied expression, "Gee, thanks, Fat Cat!" "We ARE certain after all, that this thing is *really important to you, Fat Cat*." Says Wart.
"How right you are there, Wart" Says Fat Cat, "However, I wanted to come up here and announce to you goons that my new alternative plan has come up in the effect of some teenager who has just become some new rookie police cop. This boy, I tell you, is just another source of my misery aside from those rubbish rodents that you goons and I have been dealing with during these past months. Last I had encountered this boy, I had suffered a tangible meltdown which lead to me {hating him even more}!" Fat Cat says that last bit of the last sentence as if he were to starting to see red.
Mepps asks the chubby feline, "Oh you mean just like how you started +hating those pestilential rodents more+ when they all[ruined Klordane's Jell-O underground earthquake bank theft]?"
"Exactly!" Answers Fat Cat as he starts ranting, "What is even worse, is that this teenage cop as they call him, the son of the retired Detective Donald Drake by the name of Adam, even brought that old flea-ridden bulldog, Plato, back on the job!"
"You mean that rival detective canine that you used to chase around a whole lot back at the time like cats and dogs would always do?" Asks Mole.
"Yes indeed, Mole." says Fat Cat as he claps his hands in a clearly sarcastic manner. Fat Cat then says, "}Somebody has been paying attention!{"
"So therefore," Fat Cat continues as he twirls his whiskers while walking about back and forth at a little fast pace nearby his stooges, "I am making this new said alternative plan to throw Adam out of the picture because I want that kid out of my misery at ONCE!"
Fat Cat then eases as he turns towards his three minions while directing his complete attention to them by continuing on, "And here is what I know so far. I had just seen on a special news report on television about Adam busting some evil mad scientist by the name of Professor Norton Nimnul. By that matter, I do recall last year, that I did once [work together with that evil maniac during that case of the clutchcoin ruby for Aldrin Klordane's Global Gold Reserve robbery. That was during our first encounter with those Rescue Rangers]. Thus, knowing how evil that I recall this mad scientist to be as during that time with me working with him leads me to this idea of a new alternative plan for this big robotic machine that you all have put altogether here."
"So then I don't get it, boss. What exactly is it that you are wanting us to do now in this case that you are revealing to us?" Asks Wart.
"Oh nothing else too special." Fat Cat answers, "While I assure to you three numbskulls that this big robot clone machine is still a part of our whole big plan, I still want to deal with those Rescue Rangers like I always do. However, I at this point have something else in store now for those rodents; hence my grudge on this Drake kid. So that being said, I have been thinking now that this big evil robot clone of me can be used for different hostages."
Mepps and Wart both raise an eyebrow as confusion seeps into their eyes. They were trying to figure out why now all of a sudden does their boss want alternative targets for this big robot that they have spent loads of work on throughout all these months. If Fat Cat still wants to deal with the Rescue Rangers like he always does, then for what purpose would any other victim (even potentially a human being) have to be held hostage for, let alone even how? Perhaps of course except in their perspective, apparently Adam, but even still they don't even know that boy like Fat Cat does. Mole on the other hand in spite of his attempts at braininess still has some struggle nonetheless being the big dummy of the whole gang that he is. Thus, he is trying to fully understand what exactly is going on with this form of discussion.
"So what are you trying to tell us, boss? You want those Rescue Rangers AND this 'Drake' kid destroyed by this big machine here?" Asks Mepps as he is still unclear about this "new" plan especially as he still is not over his status of fatigue.
"NO, Mepps!" Fat Cat exclaimed in annoyance to Mepps, "I am getting to that part! Of course if you don't start being patient with me, your skull will follow who I DO have in mind to be hostages for this big robot machine! So ZIP IT and let me do the rest of the talking!"
Mepps gulped and obeyed, "Y-yes, boss!" "My henchmen these days, not just idiotic but getting impatient as well." The crime cat thinks to himself.
"Now on final note here, I want to use this advantage to pair up with Professor Nimnul. For all I know that this regarding the advantage in the involvement in the subculture, it will certainly help lead to my path to get that Adam Drake out of the picture and from my misery." Fat Cat points out.
Fat Cat then directs to his gang, "It is also a good thing that I have hired in Bubbles and Lahwhinie and their community of troops down on the ground floor to do their part of dirty work on helping me gain track of achieving my sovereign goal. So you flunkeys just hang back and relax for the time being as I take this all over to those two mice down there upon this matter."
Fat Cat starts walking his way back inside the elevator generator, and then sends the it down towards the ground floor area at the Cat Food Factory. After Fat Cat had left his minions, Mepps slightly growls a bit in annoyance to that awkward term that his crime lord boss just called him and the other two. +Then the three all look at each other and just shrugs about on this whole thing as an agreement to just wait and see what Fat Cat actually wants them to do later for this big overall mission+.
In the meantime down on the ground floor of the Happy Tom Cat Food Factory, ~a row of mixers are built in between numerous amounts of conveyor belts in the factory. They are also seen with attached whisks on each and every one of said mixers. They all begin functioning as the whisks on all of the mixers start rapidly spinning around about to begin work on mixing some form of batch. All of the spinning whisks then start lowering their way down towards their own bowls of batch that are one by one in front of each mixer as they all begin mixing this said batch.~
We then pan over to some room of the factory where some bits of machinery that contain level controls, buttons, etc., are input. A portion of a certain tribe of mice are on top of the machinery doing their share of work for running this particular operation of those mixers. For example, some of the mice are doing the part on stepping on the buttons to help run those attached whisks on the mixers within this part on the process of this job. Another instance is with several other mice keeping some good eye sight on the footage of the area where the mixers are from a security camera of the factory. This way, they monitor how well the project is working as according to plan. We then pan over to another room where the rest of this mouse tribe are taste testing some batches of vanilla that have already been made and sent over to them.
This said tribe in whole is a new group of mice formed by a mouse named, |Lahwhinie; whom the Rangers encountered back in Hawaii|. Lahwhinie is that slender cream mouse with blonde hair and sea green eyes. She is also wearing that same blue and white flower dress that she wore back in Hawaii, along with that red flower in her hair and that purple make-up on her eyelids. On top of that, she of course bears a simple physical resemblance to Gadget. Lahwhinie and her new mouse tribe traveled to the city all the way from Hawaii after |the events of that marshmallow volcano| that happened just that last Summer.
This current project that Lahwhinie's mouse tribe is doing their part on at the moment has been put under orders by their beloved mistress, Lahwhinie, herself. For some period of time, they have gathered Lahwhinie's marshmallows that they all brought over from Hawaii. The marshmallows have been used somewhere inside the ground floor of the factory to be used as partial batter along with other ingredients to get mixed upon making this set load of vanilla batch all put together.
This specialty recipe is supposed to be considered what will be one half of the source material to use upon a brand new developed mind control substance that Lahwhinie and her new significant one, Bubbles' plan to use among their primary wish to become King and Queen of some brand new cult.
While this portion of Lahwhinie's tribe are in their room taste testing the subject material for this big project, Lahwhinie enters into the room. She greets them kindly and asks them about their progress being done thus far on this side's set of the project, "Hello, my dear ones! How is the stuff coming along?"
One member of the tribe proudly answers, "Going great, Lahwhinie." Another member adds in, "We have taste tested every tiny bit of vanilla from each and every load of batch brought in, and can proudly say that we have never tasted any sweeter vanilla!"
Finally another member of the tribe says, "We have got to hand it to you, mistress, those marshmallows have really paid off on this part of the big special product."
"Excellent work, everyone!" Lahwhinie declares, "I'm pleased to say that I am glad to have you as my new mouse tribe! As well as mine and Bubbles' slaves. I shall inform him on the progress and be back soon later to send all of you to pour each load of batch into the mold and begin work on making those beloved designed ^vanilla chips^."
Just then over in another room on the ground floor of the Cat Food Factory is that buff brown mouse known as Bubbles, whom of course has an affiliation for Cola Cults. Bubbles is also with his side of troops which are his ninja henchmice that he put under orders for during /that time of that old Coo-Coo Cola Cult\.
~In this said room is an area with spherical shaped cages with pedals inside each and every one of them. The cages are hung under lined up wires right up above them; which whereas the wires have the cages hung very close together within distance between each cage among a vertical direction facing downwards. Also, underneath those pedals inside the spherical cages are conveyor belts that the pedals inside the cages are in for use in order to get those main conveyor belts mentioned earlier that are just right in front of the front end of the cages to convey. Those main conveyor belts are facing horizontally amongst their direction to the right where items can convey. Finally, in between each and everyone of these main conveyor belts are a row of built in mixers with bowls in front of them just like mentioned all about earlier.~
Thus, ~Bubbles' henchmice are all inside each and every one of their own cages to run the pedals inside on all fours as if they were running on a treadmill.~ This goes by way of conveying Bubbles' newly developed mind control substance. This newly mind control substance comes out as a brand new soda called "Peepsi-Cola", an alternative of that old Coo-Coo-Cola pop. This Peepsi-Cola will be used to mix between Lahwhinie's batch of vanilla which is of course developed by her new mouse tribe.
So within all circumstances among this whole project, Bubbles, on his side, is directing orders to his ninja henchmice inside the sphere-shaped cages by shouting out, "\Keep on pedalling/, henchmice! I want that Peepsi-Cola all well stacked, and ready to go so that it can all be mixed in with all of my mistress Lahwhinie's brand new vanilla chips!"
One of Bubbles' ninja henchmice starts slowing down on his pedal inside his cage as he begins to show signs of fatigue. He thus pants while saying to Bubbles, "Tell *pant* *pant* Tell me again, Bubbles, *pant* *pant* why are we doing this again?"
Just then, Lahwhinie is walking her way in path from out of that other room that she was just in to stand by Bubbles. As Lahwhinie is walking towards her path to Bubbles, she is directing the same exact attention to Bubbles' henchmouse inside the cage. At that meantime, Bubbles states to the worn out mouse, "Oh come on! Six months after /our old Coo-Coo Cola Cult was destroyed\, we've come up with a better soda to profit for. So thus we mix the soda into my mistress, Lahwhinie's developed vanilla chips as our tool to lure innocent mice back to us once again. Next thing, we get them as usage to start a brand new cult this way and have them /give their wealthy donations for us to fizz down and earn our road to glory\ once again!"
Upon listening to exactly what she needed to hear to finish clearing out the exact goal of this whole job, Lahwhinie adds in, "Thus, as a result of this whole project being the cue to helping our main boss, Fat Cat, upstairs \become a zillionaire/, Bubbles and I will become the new rulers of this cult. We will also -earn our crowns- from our boss upon becoming this brand new cult's King and Queen."
"Yup," Says Bubbles, "And me and Lahwhinie becoming King and Queen is something that the both of us have had our hopes on for quite some time."
"And as Bubbles wells knows, I've always wanted to become a queen and -earn a crown- like I wanted to back in Hawaii." Says Lahwhinie.
Bubbles then shouts and commands to his henchmouse, "Yeah! So MOVE! \Keep pedalling/!" Bubbles' henchmouse densely says and obeys, "Cool! Yes sir!" He then continues on peddaling inside his cage.
Bubbles then turns to Lahwhinie and kindly asks her, "Hey sweetie, how is that vanilla batch coming along?"
Lahwhinie answers in a very pleased manner, "My rival tribe is pretty confident by the decent taste on all of the batches made. So I shall say that the dough is ready to go."
All giddy on Lahwhinie's way of rhyme, Bubbles chuckles and says, "Loving that style of rhyme words there, hun."
Lahwhinie then asks Bubbles, "What about your soda?"
Bubbles replies, "Its coming along nicely as well. Of course you know, we discovered that /the old Coo-Coo Cola that me and my henchmice used before wasn't as effective as we thought it would be\. Not only has it turned out to be a failure, but it is also a weakness against this certain spell that this new soda that we have made is put on. This new soda is called, 'Peepsi-Cola'. So with the Coo-Coo Cola out of our way, this Peepsi-Cola will surely implant into the minds among its spell under our own commandments."
Lahwhinie gives a cute tender look in her eyes to Bubbles from his brilliant idea of this brand new soda that he and his ninja henchmice have made and says, "Well I must say that I am glad that we both see eye to eye, honey."
Bubbles cutely chuckles and rubs Lahwhinie's chin with his finger while saying to her, "We will be King and Queen before you know it."
Just then, [Fat Cat comes out from the door of the elevator generator] down the ground floor of the Cat Food Factory. Fat Cat then enters inside the room where Bubbles and Lahwhinie are in, and then calls out to the two mice, "Good morning, maestros. I came to see you two for a meeting. Come meet me in this room behind me."
Fat Cat gestures the two to the room that is just right next to the elevator generator behind him for the three to have a discussion about Fat Cat's alternative plan for this big scheme. Therefore, Bubbles obeys and says, "Oh, okay boss." Bubbles then follows the evil feline to said room. Before Lahwhinie follows the two, she says and compliments to all the mice inside, "You all are doing an excellent job! Keep up the great work, and we will be back a little later for you guys!"
A few moments of time passed as Fat Cat has this meetimg with the two mice in this said room about his alternative plan.
"And so after much deliberation, I feel that those Rescue Rangers should take part in your job under this new spell within these brand new products that you all have created." Suggests Fat Cat.
It becomes a big leap as this alternative plan rings a bell for Bubbles and Lahwhinie. On behalf of their help on making way for Fat Cat to achieve his goal in the richest life among sovereignty, the two mice hearing that familiar team name among this discussion makes them totally delighted to be dealing with those rodents once again. So delighted that they absorbed in their own revenge fantasies.
Therefore, Bubbles in much agreement reveals, "Oh it would be an enduring pleasure to have those Rescue Ranger rodents involved under this spell for this scheme as /they are the ones who ruined my old Coo-Coo Cola Cult\."
Lahwhinie also reveals and adds in among her agreement as well, "I'm with you there, Bubbles. If you ask me, |those Rescue Rangers made my old boyfriend, Shaka Baka, back in Hawaii break up with me|. This would go well in goods to get back at them BIG time! Did I also mention that at the time back over in Hawaii when I dealt with those Rangers, that in the aftermath of that marshmallow volcano incident; my current rival tribe washed me up from |all those marshmallows that those stupid rodents managed to spurt all over me|?"
"No you haven't nor have you ever, Lahwhinie, but that is great to know. Excellent! You two and all of your troops of mice are just as thick as thieves as I have built you all up to be." Fat Cat says happily.
"And this teenage boy that you despise so much, boss. What is his name again?" Asks Bubbles.
"Adam Drake." Fat Cat answers in grief.
"And what is it that you wanted us to do with this 'Adam' on the process?" Asks Lahwhinie.
"Well that is what I need you two, and all of your mice troops to help me out on. I need each and every one of you all's help to backfire a bust that he just took in. Adam has just arrested someone who I once worked together for. He is an evil mad scientist named [Professor Norton Nimnul that used to work for my old human pet, Aldrin Klordane]. But I cannot let that boy send him behind bars as I have plans to pair up with that evil man once again as my conscience tells me that it will help my ways of achieving my goal of sovereignty upon the richest life of all build up." Fat Cat enthuses.
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Bubbles and Lahwhinie say as they look at each other with expressions that show that they like where this is going, and then they look back towards Fat Cat.
Fat Cat then continues to rave with an evil grin slowly growing by concluding, "And {what I have planned for you mice to do to Adam first things first will hurt him more than what I did to his Dad, Donald Drake; that feeble minded flatfoot that my old rivalry, Plato, used to hang out with} during Donald's time on that job." Fat Cat then bursts out an evil maniacal laugh.
Stay tuned next chapter where Stan, the Police Chief, becomes desperate to know who those "Rangers" that Adam referred to on that special news report from the previous chapter are.
-Legend of inside references from the original series-
* This big mechanical robot clone of Fat Cat is the final boss encountered in the second Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers NES game + Actions referenced from the episode, "A Lean on the Property"
Line references from the episode, "A Lean on the Property"
Action referenced from the second Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers NES game where you encounter the wrecking ball with Wart ^ Line referenced from the Rescue Rangers comic, "The Mysterious Box" of Part 2 of the "King of Beasts Caper" series ~ Lines references from the episode, "A Ghost of a Chance"
[] Actions references from the "To the Rescue" series ][ A take on Winifred's line in the episode, "Good Times, Bat Times"
** Line referenced from the episode, "A Lad in the Lamp"
{} Lines referenced from the "To the Rescue" series }{ Line referenced from the episode, "Flash the Wonder Dog"
++ Action referenced from the Rescue Rangers comic, "The Mysterious Box" of Part 2 of the "King of Beasts Caper" series ~~ References of actions as seen from the Disney Adventures Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers comic titled, "Cake Walk"
|| Actions referenced from the episode, "Gadget Goes Hawaiian"
^^ Alternative opposite form of the nutrients used in the episode, "Chocolate Chips"
/\ Actions referenced from the episode, "The Case of the Cola Cult"
\/ Lines in reference from the Disney Adventures Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers comic titled, "Cake Walk"
- Lines referenced from the episode, "Gadget Goes Hawaiian"