The heroes have all taken several moments of their time to grieve over Donald Drake's son. Things were DEFINITELY not going the way they wanted them to go.
Each and every one of the Rangers' sunny moods of excitement were completely crashed from all the crestfallen anxiety that built inside them in the course of this event.
It was a hard matter for Plato of course as the words from Adam repeated in his mind, "If I were to think of anything that is worse than what happened to you and my Dad last year, is if I were to be thrown out of the police force due to some slip up."
Plato thought back to that last bit of discussion between him and the teenager in despair. He felt so ashamed and paralyzed in knowing that this predicament somehow happened after all.
The heroes all tried to fully comprehend the fact that not only had Professor Nimnul somehow managed to escape his way from prison once again, but even worse that something horrible MUST have happened to Adam in the process. What it was though was definitely a mystery that was going to require their attention.
Much to Chip and Zipper's disbelief, the suspicions that the two had brought up earlier about Nimnul escaping had of course been proven correct.
Dale then cut off the silence and said, "Well I guess its back to the drawing board, guys." Monterrey Jack replied, "Too right, palley."
Chip then opened his eyes and stared down inwardly at Plato underneath him from the top of his neck and snorted at the bulldog, "So Plato, what was that you said about Nimnul not going too far in an attempt to escape?"
Gadget cautioned the detective chipmunk by caressing his shoulder, "Now Chip, lets not get into blame here. Its not like it was Plato's fault."
Chip then looked over to Gadget and gave the pretty mouse a soft smile in response to her trying to keep the fedora wearing chipmunk from losing his cool on all this.
Plato stated to Chip, "She is right, Chip, my lad."
The blue sweater wearing canine then sighed much to his astonishment and said, "I don't know exactly what happened to Adam, but I feel that I should have never left him alone while he went on the way to lock up Professor Nimnul. If I had just stuck with the lad during that time being and brought him along with me on the way to meet up with you Rangers, this surely would have NEVER happened. After all, watching over your partner is one of the important parts of police work."
Dale then stroked Plato's fur as to reason with him and said, "Awww don't sweat it, Plato. I'm sure we will find out all about it."
"Yeah, and as you also pointed out to me and Dale last year when it comes to detective work, never give up." Chip added.
Plato felt encouraged by Chip's words, and then said as he stood back up, "Dash! How right you are, Chip."
The bulldog then looked toward his right over to that crumpled document on the floor that Donald angrily threw out earlier, and stated, "But yet, I ponder to know how all this happened to begin with."
"Golly, /the police obviously don't have the time to try and investigate on Adam's disappearance.\" Gadget pointed out.
"Too right, Gadget luv." Said Monterrey, "/Thats what we're here for.\" "Of course!" Chip piped up.
Chip then directed to the gang, "Therefore, we must find out exactly what that note said."
Plato and the other Rangers chanted in agreement, "Right!"
The fedora wearing chipmunk then pulled a collapsible rod out from his leather jacket, flung it towards that document, and snagged it up at Plato and the Rangers' spot.
The heroes then unravelled the paper and began reading through it. Seeing that it was all done in pencil was as much a giveaway among all their suspicions as we know it. Along with one other thing as Chip pointed out, "Just as we thought. Nothing is justifiable in this note regarding these constant grammar errors wrtitten in led."
Buzzing his way on down the paper towards the very bottom of the note where the initials were displayed, Zipper pointed over to them and chirped out, "FC!"
The Rangers and Plato took notice, and then Dale replied, "Hmmm FC huh? Those initials do sound pretty problematic. Geez, talk about always battling an insidious plan."
"At the same time," Chip said, "They sound VERY familiar too."
Alarms started going off in Plato's detective mindset.
Plato then asked in much sudden wonder, "Ummmm, is he by any chance a big chubby feline?"
"Great golly! Yeah, Plato!" Exclaimed Gadget, "I'm betting that its-"
"Fat Cat!" All the Rangers exclaimed in surprise.
The Rangers couldn't help but to be afraid of what Fat Cat could possibly have in store for the young cop much to their confusion on what sort of grudge that the feline would have against him.
Whereas for Plato, the very idea of Fat Cat being the one behind it all left the bulldog with an expression of terror more than in shock.
Plato then exclaimed much to his own surprise, "Dash! You Rangers mean to say that that big grey tabby mafia has STILL been giving you all troubles after ALL these months?"
"Too right he has, Plato!" Monty answered, "Stripe me starkers, we certainly know that with Fat Cat behind a certain case, its definitely one callin' for us Rangers."
Looking very thoughtful with her hand on her chin, Gadget asked, "But what is Fat Cat's deal with Adam though?"
"Yeah." Said Zipper, "Usually when there is some case where Fat Cat is in charge, its usually US that are the victims."
Dale added, "Did Adam steal away Fat Cat's caviar one day or something?"
After taking a deep sigh with his eyes closed, Plato answered, "No, lad." The bulldog then opened his eyes back up and continued on, "But I DO have a hunch that by the standards of animals and humans being able to interact with one another now, that egotistical cat is up for revenge much to his advantage."
Gadget asked, "Revenge? What sort of revenge?"
Plato explained, "Awhile back, say about six years ago, things went sour between the lad and the cat. You see, Fat Cat and I used to fight and chase each other like cats and dogs would typically do for some period of time." He then pointed out to Chip and Dale as he continued on, "Just like how you two chipmunks saw how we both went at it here at the police station last year."
Chip and Dale both nodded in an understaning manner, "Oh, uh-huh."
"It was then that the boy was fed up about it and shot a toy gun bullet right at his eye, and then scared the cat away out of our house."
"Oh, um. Ouch!" Said Dale.
"Yep." Plato stated, "In honor of his experience as taught by Detective Drake himself. Thus, I never saw that moron again until that one time last year in the chief's office much to my surprise."
"Sounds like that brute is bound to get that Crime Bite out of you, mate." Monterrey Jack growled and strained his fist into the palm of his hand.
"You took the words right out of my mouth there, Monty." Said Plato.
Then switching gears much to his delight and excitement for the Rangers at this next moment, Plato started wagging his tail with a beaming smile and pointed out to the rodents, "By that matter, we should inform Stan about this!"
The Rangers all gasped and looked over towards each other with their tails and ears stiffened much to their excitement, and then looked back down at Plato at this next bit of assignment. "You mean?" Dale chimed in.
Plato slowly nodded his head as if he were studying all of their pure joyous expressions and said, "Oh yeah. I've already mentioned about how much Stan knows about you Rangers so far. Thus, now is the time to pay the chief a little visit!"
Cutting to the chief's office, Stan is leaning down towards the left on his desk with his left elbow down towards his desk cupping the palm of his left hand on the left cheek of his face while tapping the fingers of his left hand on his desk.
Stan then scoffed to himself as he is still all dazed and confused, "Sheesh, I'd figure that with Donald barging into my office to announce some emergency to me about his son, that he wouldn't just LEAVE me completely baffled in a cliffhanger like that!"
It was then that Plato and the Rangers arrived near the area of the doorway to the chief's office with the rodents now off of Plato's back and on the ground moving along behind the bulldog among their path.
After they stopped near the doorway, Plato peeked through the narrow opening of the chief's office just to be sure that Stan was in there. The chief was of course in his office, in a seemingly befuddled mood though.
Afterwards, Plato whispered to the Rangers as he directed to them, "Alright, Rangers, I'm going to go ahead and head inside Stan's office for a momnet. Coming from him, I guarantee that there is going to be an inquiry into all this. Therefore, you all just stay put right here in this spot until I make the signal to come on in. Got it?"
The Rangers all nodded in obeyance, while Zipper silently saluted and chirped out, "Yes sir!".
Plato then knocked on the chief's door.
Keeping his mood still with a bored look on his face, Stan shouted out, "Come in!"
Plato then pushed the door a little further open as he entered inside.
Stan then leaned his face up from the palm of his hand with a lively look on his face as he saw the police dog walk inside his office. "Plato? Is that you?" He asked.
As Plato then sat in front of the open doorway, he answered to the chief, "The one and only, Stan."
"Well well, its...quite astounding for you to drop in actually! However, before you spill out any news that you might have in store for me, I want to take this moment to say that you won't beli-"
Plato sighed and interrupted while laying his ears against his head, "Yes yes I know I know. You don't need to spill it out to me. I'm aware about Adam."
Stan arched an eyebrow with slight suspicion and said, "Oh you..you are? Did Donald tell you by any chance? He was just in here a few minutes ago."
"Well no..." Plato said, "But I did manage to stumble and witness upon this insidious news." Stan replied, "Oh...well okay."
Then with uncertainty, Stan asked the canine detective, "So whats really going on, then? What am I missing? Because when Donald was just in here, all he said to me was the fact that he stumbled across Rookie Drake's damaged motorcycle on his way over here at the station after hearing some rumor from Spinelli about the boy being in hot water somehow! Then he just took off and left me with no clues!"
Plato answered as he started walking his way over to the side of the chief's desk, "Well first of all, it was just discovered that Professor Nimnul has yet again gotten clean away from prison."
"WHAT!?" Stan demanded as he gazed towards Plato among the bulldog's pathway, "How could THAT have happened?"
As he continued walking towards his direction, Plato said, "Well, it was informed on some forged documentation that Thomas seemingly received and surmised on."
"A FORGED DOCUMENTATION!?" The chief shouted as he turned to the canine that was now near on spot next to him towards the side of his office desk.
By now, Plato had reached his spot and sat down right in front of the chief, and gulped down a couple of breaths upon putting a figure on Stan's face.
The canine then said, "Uh, yeah. The document also said that Adam was thrown out of the police force in the event of Norton's escape."
Stan sat back a bit wide-eyed, folded his arms with a very stern expression on his face, and then asked in such disgust, "What in BLAZES kind of bologna is THAT? I mean just like THAT on the boy's first day as a cop?"
Plato scoffed and said, "Yeah, thats exactly what Donald was implying to Sergeant Spinelli, and Officers Muldoon and Kirby as I eavesdropped on that bit of meeting inside Thomas' office regarding that documentation that was somehow sent in to him."
The chief then asked Plato, "Well, if the Sergeant received word about this, then how come it was never brought over to ME? Those officers don't even have the right to negotiate with that such matter! Nobody coordinates the efforts to kick policemen off the precinct except ME!"
The subdued looking bulldog answered, "Well, knowing Thomas, how would you figure? He just oversees a lot of cases that don't fall under his jurisdiction."
Stan shouted out in response, "Oh SHOOT!", as he slammed his fist on his desk upon uttering that second word. The chief then looked over towards his office door as if to glare at Thomas Spinelli among his eye sight towards the Sergeant's own office as he said, "Excuses excuses excuses about overseeing these cases. Man, I bet Detective Drake is frustrated and disappointed."
"More than you know. But not as disappointed as I am, Chief. I tell you, it has turned out to be a really tough morning for me."
"Oh now, Plato." Stan said as he leaned over to pet the canine, "I'm sure that whatever happened in the case that has lead us into this sort of pickle, that you saw ZERO of it coming. So there is no need to feel down on yourself."
Plato panted in happiness and barked as he felt cheery from that affection, and then said, "Dash! You are not wrong on that one, Stan."
Then after leaning back up into his office chair, Stan wanted to get sidetracked onto the next subject in regards to his part of this matter as he asked the bulldog, "So with all do respect while you are here, big dog, what about those Rescue Rangers that you and Rookie Drake Jr. have been talking about? Have you found them by any chance like I've ordered for you to do on your part of this mission at least?"
Plato then looked at Stan with a knowing glimmer in his eyes and a beaming grin on his face. His ears also began to point up while his tail started wagging as to give out an expression that were to say, "I'm glad you asked that!". For it is unknown to the chief that those various rodents that he just brought up are waiting right outside the doorway to his office.
"Well, there is only one way to find out." Plato said.
The bulldog then turned to look out into the doorway to the office, and called out to the Rangers, "Come on out, rodents!"
Then the Rangers all started padding up towards Plato's direction among their entrance inside Stan's office.
In the meantime, Stan turned to the doorway, and then stood up a little and bent down a bit towards the area of the floor where he was looking at. As he was looking down towards the floor, he noticed some unique looking rodents walking towards the canine and blurted out reflexively with wide-eyes, "What in tarnation?"
Then once the Rangers all met the bulldog at their spot in front of him, Plato pointed out to Stan, "Here is to another purpose for me coming in here to meet up with you, Chief."
Plato looked down towards the Rangers with a nod and a wink, and then the rodents all returned the gesture.
It was perfectly true that the chief was interested in knowing more about the Rescue Rangers. In a good way though in light of the fact that humans could now build sense out of the co-existing society that animals have had a great knowledge on before. Therefore, the Rangers felt no need to keep their guard from humans like they have done before, and were so enthusiastic about meeting the chief of the police. Throughout the past year, the only human who has gotten to know about the Rescue Rangers was Professor Nimnul. Winifred was one as well obviously for the sake of her being a witch+. However in this world, Stan was about to be the first honorable contact from the Rangers to a human aside from Zipper meeting Adam earlier.
So Plato then held his paw upon the floor before the Rangers. The Rangers then took a step onto Plato's paw.
Plato then raised his paw upward towards the chief's desk, and placed the Rangers on top of it.
"I've brought over some special guests for you to meet, Stan." Informed Plato, "The ones that you ordered me to find and bring over here to the station."
"Oh!" Stan exclaimed with a joyous note of surprise.
The chief then leaned his lower arms down on his desk as he looked down towards those cute looking detective rodents making their way up in front of him much to his honorable greeting, "So you all must be THE Rescue Rangers that we have been speaking of here, is that correct?"
Once the Rangers met Stan at their spot on his desk, they all looked up at him as Chip bowed his head and tipped his fedora among his style of greeting, "That we be, Mr. Chief. I'm Chip Maplewood, leader and head detective of the team*."
Next was Dale, "I'm Dale Oakmont. Chip's best friend since childhood."
Then Gadget, "I'm the inventor of the crew, Gadget Hackwrench."
Then Monterrey Jack as he rolled up his sleeve and put up the duke of his arm, "I'm the team's muscle mouse, Monterrey Jack Colby."
Finally, Zipper, "And I'm the little housefly of the group, Zipper Wingstrong."
Stan then welcomed, "I'd consider it an honor to meet you Rangers. Well, of course you rodents already know me well as Stan, the chief of the New York City police force. I've heard quite a bit of interesting stories about you all thus far since Plato came back in on the job."
"Yet, I figured that this could be the best I could do for you as a favor for the sake of the bad situation that we've currently stumbled across with Adam." Plato pointed out to the chief with a thoughtful grin.
Stan then said with a beaming smirk to the canine, "Well how I'm glad in the case event, Plato, that you took this opportune time to bring these detective heroes over here for me to meet in person."
Dale laughed in his chipmunk style, and then exclaimed, "Zowie! We're more than charmed ourselves, Stan! We were taught by the best, you know."
"Namely me!" Plato exclaimed with passion as he wagged his tail wildly. Stan replied, "I'll bet in no doubt that you all were." He then chuckled about.
As he then leaned up toward his chair and folded his arms among his impression within his comprehension of the Rangers' talents so far, Stan pointed out to them, "So Plato tells me that you all are quite skilled at detective work among picking up the slack from the crimes that slip through the cracks; as well as solving mysteries. Plato also says that you all helped clear him and Detective Drake, and bust Aldrin Klordane during that clutchcoin ruby case last year."
Dale nodded and responded, "Correct you are, Chief." Gadget added, "Since then, have helped out a lot of other citizens throughout our time together."
"We have also caught a lot of crooks too." Zipper added.
Chip then pointed out to the chief, "Wouldn't you know, Stan, that in the event of us helping the police fight crime within this past year, that we have often spent some time atop the ceiling fan of Sergeant Spinelli's office in order to listen to conversations and secretly look over the shoulders of the policemen in case something required our own attention?"
With a sheepish smile, Stan responded, "Well considering how high the crime rates in the city have been within this period of time, it would not surprise me that you all have been up to that various role upon the matter. I like the sound of that!"
Stan then turned his attention toward Zipper and asked the fly, "And you, little fella. You are THE Zipper that tripped over Professor Nimnul's bots back over at the City Bank earlier?"
Zipper put up his dukes and answered, "Yep! That's me!"
Developing a sly smile within his impression on noticing the insect's strength, Stan replied to Zipper, "Well my my my. I have to say that for a small housefly, you sure got the fists to fight it out! How VERY impressive! Thus, Wingstrong, huh? That fits you perfectly, Zip!"
Zipper felt himself blush a little, and then chirped out, "Thanks, Chief!"
The chief then turned his attention towards Gadget and pointed out to the purple jumpsuit wearing mouse, "And as for you, little mousie, I understand that you are quite the \scientific talent/ among engineering and inventing things."
Gadget giggled and replied, "Golly, thats right, Chief! I've got this mind-bashingly high IQ and I get bored easily. So I invent all sorts of things out of spare parts. I'm also quite capable of creating blueprints for all sorts of mechanics; especially for the team, such as certain modes of transportation."
"So I've come to understand." Stan proudly stated, "If you don't mind me asking, Gadget, how did a mouse like yourself get trained into making such outstanding mechanics?"
"Oh, I was +self-taught mostly+." She told him. "Thus, within picking up that various attribute, my Dad was well impressed among the fact that he gave me the name, Gadget."
Feeling fairly satisfied enough, Stan said to her, "Well, this obviously goes without saying that I don't know your Dad," He then began petting his finger in between her ears and stroking her sandy-blonde hair as he continued, "But from what I can tell, he must be REALLY proud of you among your splendid talent! You sure seem to be one clever mouse, indeed! The name, Gadget, fits you mighty well!"
Gadget chuckled and blushed in reaction, and then said, "Golly! Thanks, Stan. That means much to me actually."
Turning his full attention to all the Rangers, Stan stated, "~Each and every ONE of you seem to be quite clever for vermin.~"
"Too right we are, Chief!" Said Monterrey Jack.
"+Despite our diminuitive size, our spectacular talents can lead to all sorts of edges.+" Chip pointed out.
"Well in that case," Stan significaltly asked, "Do you Rescue Rangers feel that you all have what it takes to be a part of the police force and earn your first medal from the Animal Control?"
The Rangers all nodded, and then Gadget answered, "Indeed, Stan. As we said, we have helped out a lot of citizens and caught many crooks during our time together as Rescue Rangers. We have had many cases since we helped clear Detective Drake and Plato's names last year."
Chip then said, "-We once helped a little girl find her missing kitten that was captured by Professor Nimnul.-" Monterrey Jack added, "-Especially since it didn't fall under the Sergeant's jurisdiction.-"
The chief scoffed and cringed as he rolled his eyeballs and shook his head from hearing that typical nonsensical behavior by his peers while Dale added in, "^We have also saved several astronauts from outer space back down to Earth after an oxygen leak inside their space plane via a meteorite collision made them out cold to land it themselves.^"
"Golly, Stan." Gadget said, "Could you believe that *we also once saved a little boy at a campsite from an RV falling down a cliff via my rope pipe invention by connecting the toilet, water heater, and sink out from the pipes inside the RV?*"
As the chief listened to those other two case scenarios, he shook his head in one half in disbelief and the other half in praise.
Stan laughed at the Rangers' jubilation, and then exclaimed, "Quite outstanding, Rangers! A bit freaky I have to admit, but it sounds like first-class police work at that."
"And very dangerous work too; especially for heroic animals like these rodents." Plato said.
"Eh, [we as a team have been in a lot of dangerous spots during our time together.]" Monterrey Jack said. Gadget then said, "[But we have always found a way to work our way through each and every one of them together.]"
Chip then confidently stated to Stan, "So therefore, Stan, we assure you that by giving us this wonderful opportunity, +you won't be sorry.+"
"Well if it is any luck to get these fellow officers around here to have cases fall under their jurisdiction in the future, I don't see why not." Stan said.
Gadget then genuinely said, "Believe us, Stan, if we can impress the whole police force and the Animal Control, things will definitely change around here in that matter. That is our promise to you."
"Dash! Courtesy of my own police badge that I gave to them, eh Stan?" Plato stated sincerely to the chief.
With a confident smile, Stan said to the Rangers, "Well call me crazy, but you Rangers have given me just as much information that I feel as needed in order to gain enough confidence to count on you all!"
"Correction. Professor Nimnul is the one that is crazy." Said Dale. Zipper squeaked, "We're eccentric!"
Then they all laughed it up.
The sunny moods of the Rangers were building back up at this moment in light of the fact that in their knowledge; they are on the road to giving not only the police force's confidence, but every other human being's as well rather than being slapped and shoo'ed away like they have had experience on in the past.
As he clapped his hands together, Stan then said with a satisfied expression to the Rangers, "So without further ado, lets get down to business. Shall we? About Rookie Adam Drake. Did Plato make you all aware about the nature of his situation?"
"Yes sir!" Chip answered to him, "In fact, we have actually already gathered up a couple of clues about the young cop's disappearance. One of them was based on our discovery that we looked and read into on some fraud documentation about him."
Plato added in, "The one that Sergeant Spinelli somehow received in his office as I mentioned to you about earlier, Chief."
"After looking through it," Said Gadget, "We discovered that Adam was most likely kidnapped in the event."
Dale then added in, "It also helped us discover a clue on who might actually be in charge of what happened to the boy as well."
"I have kept said document in store inside my leather jacket for the time being. Later, we can hand it back to you for evidence and help you and Adam figure this whole thing out once we solve this mystery and bring him back here at the police station." Chip suggested to the chief.
Stan agreeably nodded and said, "Alright, sounds good to me."
"In the meantime," Monterrey asked to the chief, "How's we take you outside and show you some suspicious [foot tracks that were made just recently] on an oil spillage caused from the damage done on Matey Adam's motorcycle?"
A moment later, Stan, Plato, and the Rangers were back outside where Adam's motorcycle laid.
As he examined the damage done, Stan exclaimed, "WOOEE! Donald was not kidding. How groady!" "Yeah, what a mess." Said Plato.
"And just HOW did Rookie Drake Jr. manage to get into this mess of an accident here?" Stan asked in much wonder.
"Actually, Chief," Chip pointed out, "]Adam's accident as you may call it WASN'T an accident.[" Monterrey Jack then directed to Stan, "Check out the small foot tracks left from the motor oil that I just mentioned to you."
Zipper flew over as he buzzed his way on over to the footprints, and then pointed his finger on down to the spot on the sidewalk where Stan was advised to look at and squeaked, "Right here!"
The chief got down on his knees carefully, and then leaned on downward towards the spot were the fly was pointing at. He squinted as his face got closer and closer towards said spot. When he finally was able to spy the sight of the foot tracks, he exclaimed much to his impression, "Oh wow, you Rangers were right!"
"Gosh!" Said Stan as he was examining the foot prints, "|I've never seen such shapes of footprints like this.|" Monterrey Jack reminiced, "|I did once in the Himilayas. I was-|"
"Alright, Monty." Gadget interrupted, "That is good to know, but the chief does not want to hear about any of that."
"Anyways," Chip pointed out to Stan, "With any luck, these prints should lead us right to the chase." "Therefore, we will {pound the pavement} and track the teen lad's whereabouts." Monterrey stated.
Stan nodded in agreement and replied, "Okay, then its settled."
As he then stood back up on his feet, Stan started commanding his first orders to the Rescue Rangers, "Alright now, Rescue Rangers, listen loud and clear as I give you instructions for you all's very first mission briefing by the police force."
The Rangers all wagged their tails as they paid their full sincere attention to the chief as he continued on, "As you all are no doubt aware, it would mean so much to Donald Drake for his son to become Detective in spot at the precinct upon dedication to his retirement. Thus, I can't bear to see his reputation ruined like this as I just know that both Donald and Plato are already as disappointed about this as they are right now."
Plato displeasingly responded, "Oh believe me, you sure enough don't have to tell US twice."
Stan continued on his orders to the Rangers, "So that being said, here are my orders to you rodent detectives. Find and rescue the young man where ever he may be, and bring him back here at the precinct at this spot around his motorcycle. Then once that mission is complete, you Rangers tell Adam to have him bring you all over to Spinelli's desk. You Rangers shall then take that opportune time to explain yourselves to him about who you guys are, and your splendid talents."
"Great golly!" Gadget piped up, "Won't he be in for a surprise!"
"Then finally," The chief continued, "You all and the boy can meet me back in my office."
Stan then turned to Chip and directed to him, "And then you, Detective Maplewood, can hand me that documentation and we can go from there."
With a sheepish smile and giggle, Chip enthused, "Detective Maplewood. I like that!"
"Because I am interested in the location of this doggone mysterious crime, what exact sort of such it is, and who exactly is in charge of it in whole."
The Rangers and Plato all saluted and shouted out, "Leave it to us, Chief!"
Then Stan saluted back to the heroes, "Alright, Rangers and Plato, report for your rescuing mission! MOVE!" The chief extended his saluting arm as he shouted out that last commanding word to the heroes, and then walked his way back inside the police station.
Chip addressed the other Rangers and Plato, "Alright, Rangers, you all heard him! Lets get going and follow that pathway from those foot tracks!"
"Right! No one chunk's a piece of Adam's apple and gets away with it!" Dale joked, and then laughed in his chipmunk fashion. "Get it?"
Plato and the other Rangers looked over at Dale with extremely cringy expressions on their faces in response to Dale's unecessary joke. Monterrey Jack then said, "Just couldn't resist going there, could ye, pally?" }"Tsk Tsk Tsk Tsk" Zipper shook his head in response.{
Dale said with a blush, "Oh come on, you all knew that one was co-"
While Gadget smacked her forehead, groaning in frustration; Chip cut off Dale by bonking him in the head, and then angrily said, "Dale, come on now! How can you think of jokes at a time like this?"
"Dale, my lad, may I remind you as I pointed out to you and your pal last year that detective work is not a game?" Plato reminded the red nosed chipmunk.
"Right. Right." Dale said as he realized the error of his comedic ways at this moment.
Finally getting into action mode like the others were, Dale said, "But yeah, what Chip said. Lets follow those foot tracks. Won't we need some use of transportation on the way, though?"
"Oh don't worry." Gadget instantly answered, "I know just the one for the job!"
Just then, The Rangers and Plato were back at Rescue Ranger Headquarters getting geared up on the Rangermobile with Plato attached to it on rollerstakes with a rope around his neck behind the Rangers.^
Chip then called out to the Rangers and Plato, "Alright, is everyone ready?"
"Wait, I almost forgot something." Gadget blurted out, "Stay put, guys, while I run up to my workshop and grab something really quick."
The blonde inventor mouse got out of the Rangermobile and went on inside the Rescue Ranger Headquarters as the others looked back at her as she took off. Chip arched an eyebrow .
Gadget ran inside her workshop and picked up one of her Autosize Remote Control devices that she made earlier, and then went back outside.
Then she made her way back on the Rangermobile and said, "Okay, all ready now."
Chip noticed what the mouse brought along with her, and asked in much curiosity, "You are bringing along one of your new Autosize thingys?"
"But we haven't even tested those out yet." Zipper pointed out to Gadget, "We don't even know how well it works on organic material either."
"Well, it never hurts to be prepared." Gadget responded in her cheerful tone. Giving the mouse an enormous smirk among his bit of concern of potentially getting a little excited about the device, Chip says to her, "Please for me though, Gadget. Remember what I went ov-"
Gadget interrupted Chip and assured to him by petting him affectionately, "I know. I know, Chip. For legitimate use, not for convenience." Chip then blushed and replied among her caressing, "Thanks, Gadget."
The three Rangers and Plato behind Chip and Gadget's seat up front just looked over at each other and just shrugged.
Feeling eager to get going, Plato directed, "Please, Rescue Rangers, Adam is a man of integrity! We must save the lad before its too late!"
"Don't worry, Plato." Said Monterrey, "We saved you and your old pal, Donald, out of prison during that case of that old clutchsoin ruby."
Gadget added in, "Thus, we can save Adam and get him back on the job with you in no time."
"Okay then!" Said Chip, "If we are all ready to go, then as we always say..."
The Rangers and Plato then began transporting their way to save Detective Drake Jr.
"RESCUE RANGERS AWAY!"
Meanwhile back at the police station, Stan was inside Adam's office; the one of which used to be Detective Drake's at the time.^ He looked outside the window inside said office with his binoculars, and was pleased in noticing the Rangers off for their rescuing duty. As he also noticed in the process the sort of mechanism that they were transporting on, he put down his binoculars with a fascinated smile on his face and thought to himself, "Man, that mouse was not kidding when she mentioned about 'modes of transportation.'" He then said to himself, "Good luck, Rescue Rangers!"
Stay tuned as the chase begins and the excitement starts building up as the Rescue Rangers go on their way to save Adam.
-Legend of inside references-
References to lines and actions from the pilot epiosde, "To the Rescue"
References to lines stated in the first Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers comic /\ References to lines stated in the episode, "Last Train to Cashville"
An invention as seen in "Catteries Not Included", "Last Train to Cashville", "Throw Mummy from the Train", "Battle of the Bulge", and "Chocolate Chips"
Line in reference from The Secret Casebook Chip and Dale's Rescue Rangers comic titled, "Lights Out!"
+ "Good Times, Bat Times"
* With Professor Nimnul's modemizer from "A Fly in the Ointment" granting the ability for humans and animals to interact with each other here, the take on the Rescue Rangers communicating with the humans in their regular rodent size is a play on how they communicated with Harry in "A Wolf in Cheap Clothing" in his human form; as well as Hiram in "Throw Mummy from the Train"
\/ Line in reference from the Disney Adventures Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers comic titled, "The Elm Street Whiz Kid"
~~ Reference to a line said by Professor Nimnul in the episode, "A Fly in the Ointment"
++ Lines referenced from the episode, "An Elephant Never Suspects"
- "Catteries Not Included"
^^ "Out to Launch"
** "Bearing Up Baby"
[] Lines referenced from the episode, "When Mice Were Men"
][ Line in reference from the Disney Adventures Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers comic titled, "Great Grand Prix"
|| Lines referenced from the Rescue Rangers comic titled, "Bobo Wiggle's Circus Surprise!" of part 4 of the "Coast to Coast" series {} Reference to a line said by Monterrey Jack in the episode, "Catteries Not Included"
}{ Action done by Zipper in the episode, "Out to Launch"
^ As seen in "To the Rescue"