Rouge Toons
Author: Bobby South

Chapter 20
P.E.E.L.E.D.'s New Spies and Allies

Everyone reached the beach just before the ice on the Calpe Sea completely melted. All the P.E.E.L.E.D. spies in iron suits landed and took their helmets off. They had the all the weird wolves and the bothers in manacles and the dragons were pinned down with heavy giant metal nets.

            “What about the other bad guys?” asked Babs.

            “I don’t think they’ll be bothering us for a while, Babsie,” said Buster, pointing to the sea.

            He and Babs laughed as they saw the Perfectos, Monty and Elmyra still trapped in ice.

            “Nice to see you guys back in your own bodies,” said Tar Machine. As he landed, his helmet was taken off automatically and Runt jumped off from his back.

            The bunnies saw that they were back into their own bodies. They delightfully hugged each other. Then they saw Plucky kissing his own feathers.

            “I’m me again!” the proud duck cried. “I’m me! Hey, Shirley, I’m me again!” He leaned into her.
                 “Like, you certainly are!” his girlfriend muttered, as she pushed him away.

            “Does this mean the magic is over?” Babs asked Fighter.

            “Yes, but that’s not the only thing that’s over.” Fighter lowered the bodies of Hamton, Rita and Rond. Runt dropped off from his back.

            Everyone gasped.

            CIC pushed through them. “Everyone, back away!” Then she faced the casualties. “What do you think, In-G?”

            In-G felt the necks. “I can’t make out. J.A.N.Y.I.S., what happened?”

            They are unconscious due to Queen Boffrey’s magic hitting them on the head,” J.A.N.Y.I.S. explained. “I don’t know how to awaken them.”

            Everyone’s face fell down as they gave up hope due to the face no one knew any better than J.A.N.Y.I.S. how to wake the casualties.

            Runt went to Rita. “Oh, Rita,” he said. “You were a good dog. A very smart and kind dog. The best dog I’ve ever known. Yeah, definitely, the best.” A tear poured down his cheek as he gave her a gentle lick on her cheek.

            All of Hamton’s friends went to their porker pal.

            “Oh, Hamton,” sobbed Babs. “You were a really wonderful friend.”

            “Our porker pal,” sobbed Buster. “There will never be another like you.”

            “Like, he is at peace in the next world,” Shirley sobbed.

            “You were a good friend,” said Plucky. “There. I said it. Can we go now?”

            “Is that all you want to say, Plucky?” asked Babs.

            “Well, I don’t know what else to say,” Plucky said.

            “About saying, ‘You were my best friend and I’ll miss you a lot’?” suggested Buster.

            “You’re not making yourself look good, you know!” Babs told him.

            As Plucky argued with everyone, Fifi lowered herself next to Hamton and put her hands on his.

            “Oh, Hamton,” she sobbed. “I never meant to take you for granted. I am, how do you say, touched by all you have been for me. I promise, as long as I breathe, I will never forget you.” Then she leaned in and kissed her on his forehead before she sobbed away.

            All the P.E.E.L.E.D. agents gathered around Rond and praised her for all the actions she did. Even Mersei said something like, “You were a very good spy, Rond. One of the best.”

            Then Mr. Snuffensmiff flew to Rond. “Oh, Jane. So much you had to go through because of your past life. If only you let me know more about you, I could have helped you. Then I could’ve asked you out for a date.” Then he kissed her on the lips.

            “Come on,” CIC sighed. “Let’s get the spades for burying.”
                 Then everyone turned around to walk away.

            “Oh, I wouldn’t bother.”

            Everyone turned around to face the casualties… who were on their feet!

            “I don’t recall the MI20 having the rights to bury the living,” said Rond.

            Everyone couldn’t believe their eyes.

            “It must be a trick,” said Mersei.

            “I think they’re stand-in extras,” said Dot Warner.

            Hannah scoffed and flew over to Rond. She landed on the metal piece of her left arm.

            “Jane, is that you?” she asked.

            “The one and only Jane Rond. And Brendian Cannister. And Iron Pig.”

            “Are you still the same pig who just saved the world from Queen Boffrey?” she asked.

            “I don’t know,” said Rond, “but I’m still the same pig who found you homeless on the Grand Canyon without your family and introduced to your stepmother.”

            “Oh, Jane, it is you!” Hannah just had to hug the pig, even though she did burn her neck, but the pig didn’t mind.

            “They’re alive and real!” Hannah told everyone.
                 Everyone cheered, gathered around and congratulated them.

            “Attention!” called CIC, clapping her wings. “You four, front and centre!”

            Rond, Hamton, Rita and Runt pushed through the crowd and approached the Commander in Chief.

            She gave them each a pair of sunglasses and told them to put them on. Then they saw that everyone was putting on sunglasses except the Tiny Toons and Animaniacs.

            “Everyone, look at this, please,” said CIC, holding up a little metal rectangle thing with a red light. It flashed.

            The P.E.E.L.E.D. agents took their sunglasses off but the Tiny Toons and Animaniacs were frozen stiff.

            “What did you do to our friends?” Rita demanded.

            “Oh, don’t worry,” said In-G. “They’ve forgotten everything after your Oscar ceremony with Steven Spielberg. They have no memory of the war with Queen Boffery whatsoever.” She pointed to the metal things. “These are mind erasers.”

            “You mean like the neutralizers from Men in Black?” asked Hamton.

            In-G nodded. 

            “But why did you do it?” asked Runt.

            “Because this doesn’t concern them as much as you,” said CIC.

            “What do you mean, Chief?” asked Rond.

            “Well, as you know, it is good to see you guys alive,” said CIC. “But I assume you also know that you broke every rule in the book.”

            “I didn’t know,” protested Hamton.

            “We weren’t even given a book let alone the rules,” said Rita.

            “Look, whatever you want to do, CIC,” said Rond, “do it to me, but don’t punish those three. It was my decision alone.”

            “Nice of you to finally confess, Rond,” said CIC. “And for doing that…”

            “Well, since I confess, I hope it will be small.”

            “No, Rond, this will very big.”

            Rond closed her eyes and gulped.

            “I’m now advancing you to senior agent.”

            Rond opened her eyes and shook her head in disbelief. “Say that again?”

            “Don’t push it,” CIC chuckled. It was the first time Rond or anyone at P.E.E.L.E.D. seen she had any sense of humour in her at all.

            Then she moved on the others. “And, as for you three…”

            Hamton, Rita and Runt gulped.

            “You are not only P.E.E.L.E.D. agents, but senior agents, too!”

            The three gasped happily.

            CIC put a gold and green star on Hamton’s overall. “P.E.E.L.E.D. Agent Hamton J. Pig, you also have earned the codename PW8. Congratulations.”

            “Thank you, Ma’am,” said Hamton, shaking CIC’s wing.

            Then she moved onto Rita. “P.E.E.L.E.D. Agent Rita, you have earned the codename Furry One.” She put a blue collar on around Rita’s neck. She saw the golden tag on with her new codename. She was impressed.

            Then CIC moved to Runt. “P.E.E.L.E.D. Agent Runt, you have earned the codename Furry Two.” The happy-go-lucky dog was so excited when she put his new green collar around him. He gave her a lick.

            “You’re welcome,” said CIC.

            “And the good news is,” Rond said, “Hamton, you can be a star and a spy and lead a double life. That’s something your bunny co-stars don’t do. And, Rita, Runt, you can still go wherever you like in the world but now that you are spies, you can always could come home to P.E.E.L.E.D.”

            Hamton, Rita and Runt liked every bit of what Rond said.

            “Excuse me,” said Fighter.

            “Yes, Jelix?” asked Rond.

            “I’ve been talking to my friends from Bestorush and we’ve both agreed that if you guys let us go, not only will we promise not to antagonise you guys anymore, but we will also offer your support and help.”

            The P.E.E.L.E.D. agents pondered this.

            “As the first president in the history of Bestorush,” went on Fighter, “I will promise you that that law will never be changed.”

            “President?” said Rond. “What is the other party?”

            “The slavery-under-Queen-Boffrey’s-rule party,” replied Fighter.

            “Okay, after thirty seconds of gathering all the evidence and so much thinking,” said CIC, “I accept your offer.” She and Fighter shook on it. Then she turned to her spies. “Release his people.”

            Soon the inhabitants of Bestorush were freed.

            “Do you want your suit back?” asked Fighter.

            “Keep it,” said Rond. “As both for emergencies and a souvenir.”

            “Oh, thanks,” said Fighter.

            “I’m going to miss you,” said Rond.

            “Me, too,” said Fighter. “But you can always come and visit me whenever you like. I will build a hotel for guests like you and – ”

            “Mr. President,” called one of the dragons.

            “What!”

            “We need to go.” He pointed to the Tiny Toons and Animaniacs who were starting to groan and move.

            “I like that,” said Rond. “And I will come to see you.”

            They hugged each other and Rond even kissed his on his furry cheek.

            Then Fighter wished Hamton, Rita and Runt the best before he got on the dragon and flew off with the rest. Rond and her friends waved to them until they were rudely interrupted by Plucky.

            “Hey! Where are we?” he demanded. “Why are we lost on this inhabitant island?”

            “Oh, cut your moaning, Plucky,” said Babs. “We’re somewhere in Spain.”

            “But what for?” asked Buster.

            Rond approached them. “You guys are here to celebrate the release of your new cartoon in Spain.”

            “What cartoon?” asked Wakko.

            “Divas Are Terrible Role Models, starring all of you guys with Anna Wintour,” replied Rond. “And to celebrate your hard work and success…”

 

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