The final Ninja, Dashing Thief, and Detective stages came from this floor, along with the introduction of a Kung Fu play. The Dashing Thief had to recover a golden statue from an airship, which exploded when its plan failed. The Ninja had to take back a stolen castle. The scroll taught her how to summon a dragon, which she used to break through the castle's defenses and take it back. Toadsworth offered to do the second Detective play as well, along with the quest to save the Detective Sparkla.

Toadsworth happily walked to the Junior Detective, who seemed a bit stressed out. Toadsworth offered to talk over a cup of tea to calm him down.

"Alright, what's the issue this time, now that you've calmed down?"

"I heard there's a criminal prowling the streets. I was going to try to do the job myself, but I was worried I was going to mess this up and the city will be in trouble because of me."

"Oh, but you did such a nice job last time! Why don't we work on this one together then, will that help?"

He nodded.

"Alright, so the subject walks down this street?"

He nodded again. "I heard it was the same time every day, so he should be coming around in a few minutes."

Toadsworth grabbed a newspaper on the bench and opened it to cover the both of them. "Alright, so we'll have to peek out here, to catch him. Let me know if you see him, okay?"

He lowered the paper a bit on Junior's side, and the Theet peeked at the street from the cover of the paper. A few Theets walked past. Right when Junior was about to give up, he spotted the criminal.

"Detective," he whispered harshly, "there he is! Let's get him before he gets away!"

Toadsworth held up his hand. "Not yet. If he comes down this street every day at the same time, he might have a hideout nearby. In any case, we should follow him. But we have to make sure not to get caught, alright?"

They both watched the Sour Bunch member continue past them. "There's signs and boxes in a few spots down the street, and a sign. We can hide behind those."

"Great idea, Junior. We'll have to wait just a bit more before we can go..."

They waited for the thief to take a few more steps before rising from the seat. They started down the street. The thug stopped, so they both hid behind a box. Sometimes, the cover of signs would move, but if they were quick on their feet, they could still remain hidden. The thief must have felt that he was being followed, because he took off running. A sheet of paper fluttered to the ground. Junior picked it up and read it.

"'The you-know-what will be ready soon, so get ready. We're meeting at the hideout.' You were right, they're definitely plotting something. But what is it they're planning on doing?"

"May I see it?"

Junior handed it to him.

"Ah yes," he adjusted his glasses. "The hideout must be nearby."

"But the only thing over here is an apartment complex." He gasped. "Unless you're saying they've been using the apartment as a hideout!"

"To avoid suspicion, an apartment is a great idea for a hideaway, I think. Great job, Junior Detective. You're doing a good job on this case today."

They continued forwards, and came to three doors. They each displayed a different relief above the door, a flower, leaf, and sprout.

"Hm...Three doors, and only one is the correct one." Toadsworth faced Junior again. "In this situation, it'll be good to get testimony. Usually people wouldn't tell you where they live, but if we mention it's for the safety of the town, they're likely to tell us."

"Because nobody wants to be hurt."

"Exactly."

A pair of Theets told them they lived in the flower relief apartment, and the sprout was currently being renovated, so nobody's allowed inside anyways. That only left the middle door, the leaf relief. Junior opened the door and Toadsworth entered, Junior following.

"We'll need to stay quiet, okay?"

Junior nodded.

They crept along the wall, and stopped near a corner. Toadsworth leaned forwards a bit to listen.

"Alright, so our plan at the museum didn't work, so what's the new one?" One criminal asked. He was the one who accidentally spilled the information about the mural still being inside the museum.

"Like I'll tell you, dimwit!" He was the other museum robber.

A third slammed his hand on the desk. "Quiet you two! We don't want people in the street to over-hear this."

"Sorry..." The two apologized.

"Alright, so Madame Grape said there's some treasure buried under this stage, but no way to access it. So how do you think we're going to get to it?"

Both of them got quiet for a minute before one spoke up. "A...a bomb?"

"Exactly! We're going to blow the top off this stage! And then we'll grab the goods and go, 'kay?"

"Yeah, that sounds like a great idea," said the info-spiller.

"Don't butter up to me, Travis."

"I wasn't! I really think this is a good plan! And there's three weak points on this stage, so we'll just have to plant it at one of those, right?"

"Heheh," chuckled the other museum thief, "and they won't know what'll hit them!"

Junior began to shake. "A-a-a BOMB?!"

The thieves got quiet. "What was that?"

"I think we've been spotted!" Travis gasped.

"Let's split before Madame Grape comes back and kills us!" The third cried. "We don't want to end up like that Theet guard in front of the theater!"

There was a few thumps and a crash, and the thieves were gone. Toadsworth sighed.

"Junior, you'll have to be a bit more careful next time. They might have been able to reveal the location if we'd been quiet a little longer."

"I'm sorry, Detective! It's just...the thought of them planting a bomb in our town scared me! People could get hurt of killed!"

"I understand. Maybe they left a clue or two behind that we can use to figure out where they've gone."

They entered. There was a full-sized model of the city, with the bridge, clock tower, and the mayor's office. A few deactivated bombs lie across the floor, along with broken glass from the window.

"These must be the weaker points they were talking about. Strange how they're all important in some way, hm? If we mess this up, things could go terribly wrong. But with you and I working together, we're sure to get this."

"You think so," Junior asked. "But I got us caught, and they got away..."

"We all make mistakes, sometimes pretty big ones. But, if we do this fast, we're sure to catch up to them in no time. Let's take a look around this room, huh?"

The first thing that caught Toadsworth's attention was a telescope in the window. It was too bright out right now to see the stars. He took a peek and saw the clock tower.

"Hm...That's pointed too low for star gazing."

Junior accidentally turned off the light, revealing a blacklight illuminating the map. The hideout was marked with Grape's insignia, and the bridge revealed to be highlighted in purple.

"Detective, I think I know where they're going to put it!" He pointed towards the bridge. "It's highlighted, see?"

"True point, Junior. However, we can't assume just yet. Take a look at the telescope for me, will you?"

"O-okay..." He looked through it. "Hey, that's the clock tower. But what does that mean? They're only going to bomb one place, right?"

Toadsworth turned the lights on, then back off. "I think I figured this out. You see, the blacklight only works in the dark. If they were worried about possible spies, they would have tried to throw you off to send you to the wrong location and give them a head-start."

"So you're saying the bridge is wrong?"

"It could be either the highlight, or the telescope that is wrong. The trick here is to figure out which is the correct one. Think for a moment, which do you think they're more likely to hide treasure under?"

"Well, I can see the bridge, because that would cause a lot of damage to destroy, making it a great place to put it. But! The clock tower might be better idea for hiding treasure because it has a thicker ground under it than just water and sand."

"So that means you believe it is the clock tower?"

He nodded.

"Great job!"

"Wait, how did you figure that out, just by seeing those two hints?"

"Well, just because the bridge is good, it won't cause much damage to the city. If these guys are professional thieves, they want to go for a scare tactic in order to get people to fork over their valuables, hence leading them to do the clock tower. Also, if you look, the clock tower is more towards the middle of the city, so it would do more damage than with the bridge or mayoral office."

"Oh, I think I'm starting to get it! But we have to hurry, the sun's going down! I'll call the police and we can meet them there."

They arrived at about the same time as the police officer Theets did, and the chief walked up to Toadsworth.

"Now, we have to stop them before the can plant that bomb anywhere. It's likely at the bottom of the tower, to knock it all down in one fell swoop."

"Let's head inside then," Toadsworth said.

The thieves were just starting to head up the lift when they entered. "No way! They brought the cops! We need to hurry before they catch up to us!"

The lift didn't come back down, so Toadsworth had to find the key to use to bring it back down. The device read six. Junior almost got caught off guard again, by a key number that had been scribbled out, but Toadsworth showed him the six had been rotated to a nine. He pat the Theet on the head and told him he was doing better than before, as he had no jumped to conclusions this time and actually took into account about the trick.

They all headed up to the next floor. There was Travis, poking around in the gears of the clock. He screamed when he saw them.

The police chief charged him, trying him up before he could get away. "Alright, one down, two more to go. Where are the others?"

"I don't know, but you won't be able to find the bomb on the top floor of the tower. Hehe...Wait! Not again! Why do I keep doing that?! It's not like reverse phycology is going to work on you two detectives...You're too smart for that."

"Travis..." Toadsworth tapped his cane against the ground in front of the thief. "Do you really want to be doing this? Stealing from a theater? Even for the Sour Bunch, that seems pretty low standard."

Travis sniffled. "I have to be honest with you, oldie...No! I don't want to be a thief anymore!" He began to cry, causing the police chief to move away from him a bit. "I never liked the idea of being a thief! You steal from other people to make yourself happy? What about making other people happy? You can be happy by doing something else, like studying space or marking down stars...and stuff..."

"You like astronomy? But why be a thief if that's not your style?"

"Because, the other two told me I was going to get killed by Madame Grape if I didn't listen to them. She killed a Theet guard and I knew they weren't playing around. I didn't want to fight them because they knew her better than me. But stealing never made me happy."

"Well...Princess Peach and I are working to stop Madame Grape." He held out his hand. "You should join us, show her what you really are, Travis."

"B-bu-but what if...what if the other Sour Bunch members come after me?"

"Don't worry about them, Princess Peach and I have that handled. Here, let me untie you." Toadsworth untied the ropes. Travis stood. "So, you said they were on the top floor?"

He nodded. "But I have no idea where the bomb would be, so sorry." He rubbed the tears from his eyes, his eyes fading from red to blue. "So...you're really going to forgive me?"

"Of course! I've seen folks like you. You may act tough, but everybody has a good side. Like Yin and Yang; in good there's evil, and in evil there's good. You have good inside you, Travis. And just to be polite, my name is Toadsworth."

"Nice to meet you. I think I'm just going to step out of this play. I'll go hang out in the lobby or something...waiting for you to come back."

"Alright. Just stay out of trouble, you hear?"

"Alright." Travis trudged out, and Toadsworth faced Junior again.

"Alright, we can't waste anymore time. They've likely already put that bomb somewhere. Come on, let's save this stage."

The lift for this floor was also down, and the key had been placed on the clock hand for minutes. Toadsworth moved the working gear to the right side, which opened the right vent. His mushroom cap made him too wide to fit though, and trusted Junior to recover the key for him. Junior came back out, pleased.

"Great job! I would have done it myself, but the cap would've gotten in the way. And these old bones would probably have a hard time getting back up, heh." He inserted the key, and the lift moved to their level. "Come on, Junior. You're doing great."

The police had found another thief on the ground level that had apparently thought it was safe to come out and tried to run for it. That left on thief left, and the bomb. Thankfully, the thief had nowhere to hide on the top of the clock tower, and was caught rather easily. It all came down to finding the bomb.

There were a few locations where it could be hidden, a wardrobe, a giant crate, a table with a cover tossed over it, and the bell. Junior heard ticking from the crate, then went to Toadsworth.

"I have a vague idea where it might be. I heard a ticking coming from that box, but since I haven't fully investigated the area, it could be wrong."

"Great job, mentioning the fact you haven't searched fully yet. Your inclusion of a hint that could possibly be correct is great improvement as well. However, the box is likely to be wrong."

"Wh-why? Did I still not do a good job at-"

"No, no! You did wonderful! But, if you listen, you can hear a faint ticking coming from the bell. And bells usually don't tick, do they?"

"No."

They stayed silent for a minute, listening to the ticking bell.

"Wait, that's a BOMB!"

"Wait, you're right! We need to dispose of this before it goes off!"

Junior grabbed the bomb out of the bell, then started towards the window. "There's a river this way! We can through it out the wi-" He tripped, landing on his face and dropping the nearly-detonated bomb.

Toadsworth, ignoring his age, rushed to the bomb, grabbed it, and chucked it out the window. It landed in the water with a plop, and exploded right after. He grabbed his cane from the floor.

"Ooh...I'm never doing that again. I'm too old for that much action."

"You did it, Toadsworth!" Junior hugged him. "You saved the city and stopped the Sour Bunch thieves!"

"Not yet, we still have to save the Detective Sparkla. I don't really understand this 'magic' stuff. This Splurple and stuff. But I guess it's more blue, so shouldn't it be called Splue?"

"Uh...sure. But anyways, you did it! Three cheers for Detective Toadsworth!"

He left, feeling rather sastisfied in himself. Peach exited the Kung Fu play at the same time. "Oh! You took a bit in there. Long mystery?"

"Yes, and I made a new ally as well. Travis, come here please."

Travis trudged over, unable to tear his eyes from the floor. "Hello, Princess Peach. I don't want to be part of the Sour Bunch anymore. I want to help you stop Madame Grape, and the rest of the Sour Bunch too."

"Oh! Stella, one of the Sour Bunch wants to help!"

Stella examined him. "Okay, good. But how do you know you can trust him? After all, the Sour Bunch are professional thieves. Who says he isn't just working as a spy?"

"I'm not, I swear!" Travis waved his hands worriedly. "I-I would never do such a thing! And I would never turn against Madame Grape unless I really meant it, and I do. So...can you find it in your hearts to accept me as part of your group?"

Peach nodded. "Of course! It's always nice when somebody realizes they've done something bad and want to change because of it! Welcome to the group, Travis!"

"Thank you, Princess Peach."

"You can just call me Peach. Unlike Grape, I won't get mad if you talk to me informally."

"It's not that she'll get mad, it's more of a respect thing. If you call her Madame Grape, you're probably working with her. So, just keep that in mind for the future."

"Thank you for the tip, Travis!"

Stella sighed. "Alright, you seem nice enough. I'll allow you a pass, but I'm still going to keep an eye one you. Last time we let somebody like you in, they tried to ruin the plays!"

"I get the reason you're upset. Nonetheless, I'll make sure to help and not hold you back in any way, shape, or form! I'm loyal to you now, Peach." He bowed.

She curtsied in return. "And it's a pleasure to have you, Travis."