Chapter 21: Nutello's Inventions

"Tiggerpaka! Come in, Tiggerpaka."
"Roger that, Nutello. Whadda you want?"
Nutello was sitting in her HQ. She had finished her inventions and wanted to call a meeting to present them. "I've finished my inventions," Nutello said eagerly, "can you call a meeting so I can present them to the other minions? Please?"
"Why should I?" Tiggerpaka demanded.
"I'll make it worth your while," Nutello smiled.
"Hmm. Alright then, Nutello. What shall you do in return?" Tiggerpaka asked.
"I'll show you at the meeting," Nutello replied simply. "Trust me, it's good."
"Okay Nutello. I will call the minions to the meeting," Tiggerpaka replied.


At the meeting room, everyone was sitting in their chairs. Two additional chairs had been added for Huntress and Umbrello. Nutello's seat was empty since she was the one who was presenting in front of everyone. Dazzle was standing at the table where Nutello usually sat. Tiggerpaka stood up. "Nutello wishes to show her inventions," Tiggerpaka muttered. "This better be good."
"Oh, it is sir," Nutello assured. "Here." She pressed a button on a remote and out from the door wheeled in what looked like a gumball machine, filled with what looked like different colored gumballs.
"Looks like an ordinary gumball machine to me," Nota Bene commented.
"Well it isn't," Nutello insisted. "Since Tiggerpaka let me present my inventions during work hours, I made this for him. They're all grub flavored, actually, and you don't have to pay to get any of the grubs. Just press the button," Nutello pressed a red button on the machine, "and a ball comes out." Indeed, a ball fell out of the machine. Nutello caught it and tossed it to Tiggerpaka, who almost dropped the ball but managed to catch it. "Try it, Tiggerpaka."
Tiggerpaka took a bite. His eyes grew wide. "Delicious!"
"Yes. And it refills itself every time you take one out." Nutello said.
"Brilliant, Nutello! Best invention ever!" Tiggerpaka exclaimed.
Nutello nodded. "I'll put this in your HQ after the meeting. Next invention!" She pressed a button, and a tube-like object came out from the door. "Now this is a weapon summoner. It has all of our favorite weapons. Yeah...while all of you were distracted I took your weapons."
"What?!" Eagle Eye exclaimed.
"But don't worry!" Nutello put her paws up. "What you do..." she stepped onto a pad by the tube. "Welcome, Nutello," said a soothing female voice.
"It detects your feet," Nutello nodded.
"Yer feet?" Yoho cocked his head.
"Yeah," Nutello confirmed. "Now, your feet will log you into your account. See this screen?" She pointed to a box displayed on the tube. (Not a real box. A box that's like, on your computer) "What you do is you tap an app--"
"Ooh! That rhymes!" Tiggerpaka exclaimed.
"Uh, yes..." Nutello nodded slowly. "There are several apps: 'About Weapons', which displays information about the weapons stored on your account. 'Use a Weapon', which you can tap--" Nutello tapped the app, and it showed a large selection of weapon pictures, "And it shows all of the weapons you currently have stored. Tap one, and--" The box moved to the left-hand corner of the tube, and a bomb showed, floating in the tube.
"Is this the weapon you wish to use?" asked the female voice.
"Tap 'yes'," Nutello pressed a "Yes" button. The bomb then floated up to the top of the tube and a hatch opened. The bomb moved up out of the tube on a platform. Nutello grabbed it. "And you can take it. If you want to put it back, log back on and tap the app 'Store Weapon'." Nutello tapped the Store Weapon app.
"Would you like to put back a used weapon, or a new weapon?" the female voice asked.
"If you select 'new weapon', you got to register what weapon it is and you can name your weapon too," Nutello nodded.
"Ooh! I'm going to take a gun and name it 'Cupcake shooter'!" Anonsi said.
"Brilliant as always, Anonsi," Tiggerpaka nodded, "but you should call it 'Tiggerpaka Rocks'."
"Anyway," Nutello continued, "if you tap 'Used Weapon', the platform will come back out--" Nutello tapped the 'Used Weapon' button and the platform rose out. Nutello put the bomb back on the platform and it went back into the tube, and the box returned to the center. 'Registering...' it said. Then, after it loaded the words said, 'Done!' and the bomb disappeared.
"Also, there's a bonus," Nutello said, as the box returned to the home screen. "If you select the 'News' app, it will tell you the news Tiggerpaka wishes to share. Tiggerpaka, if you sign in," Nutello looked at Tiggerpaka, "You have an 'Edit News' app which you can write in."
"Wonderful!" Tiggerpaka said, "Now I can write about my love of grubs."
"Er...Try using it productively," Nutello replied. "And there's also a 'Notes' app where you can write stuff down. That's all."
The minions clapped.
"Wonderful invention!" Milne cheered.
"Thanks," Nutello returned. "There's another invention." Nutello pressed a button and a new invention wheeled in. It was a pair of goggles. "Now, this is the Info Goggles. Put them on..." Nutello strapped the goggles on. Everything appeared green.
"Yeh look like a nerd!" Yoho laughed.
"You, be quiet," Nutello said. "So it tells you things about animals you see. For example..." she pressed a button on the side, and a red box began moving over their faces slowly. When it landed on Tiggerpaka, Nutello pressed the button again, and a box appeared next to Tiggerpaka's face that said: "TIGGERPAKA. TIGGERPAKA'S SIDE. FACTS: WAS ONCE A HILLBILLY NAMED CLETUS. YOHO'S COUSIN. HQ: AT THE END OF THE HALLWAY."
"It tells you their name, what side they're on, facts, and where their HQ is located if you zoom in on them. I zoomed in on Tiggerpaka, for example. And it said: 'Tiggerpaka. Tiggerpaka's side. Facts: Was once a hillbilly named Cletus. Yoho's cousin. HQ: At the end of the hallway.'"
"Remove those facts!" Tiggerpaka hissed.
"Sorry. Can't. The goggle's notes can't be deleted," Nutello shrugged.
Wolfward raised her paw. "But what about civilians?"
"Well, it'll just say their name and facts about them. For their side it'll say 'Civilian'," Nutello explained.
"Does it say where our enemies' HQs are?" Nota Bene asked.
"Nope, because we don't exactly know that yet," Nutello responded. "That's all."
"Only three inventions?" Umbrello said.
"Yeah. The weapon summoner took up most of my time," Nutello replied.
"Meeting dismissed!" Tiggerpaka announced. "Nutello! Get the grub machine into my office."

Author's Note:
Like the inventions? ;)

Chapter 20: Umbra's First Mission

Umbra entered one room, glancing excitedly around. This was her first day as a minion, and she didn't want to mess it up. The Night Fury was in a flight room, where all minions who could fly were launched into the air.
Umbra stepped onto a launch pad, ready for her first mission; infiltrate Tiredblade's base, or at least find some information on his whereabouts. A radio was strapped to the saddle on her back, to call for backup, or to report them what she had found, along with a dagger, throwing knives, smoke bombs, and more cool stuff, just in case. Umbra didn't get the weapons part, but Tiggerpaka had insisted that she take them. Claws and her plasma fire was all she needed.
Suddenly, her radio tuned in, and Tiggerpaka's voice was heard from it.
"Testing....testing...do you hear me Umbrello?"
"Yes, I do, the radio works very well," Umbra answered. She glanced at the door, and saw that he had entered the room.
"Hmmm...the other minions have finished the flight room." Tiggerpaka turned to Umbra. "Good luck, Umbrello."
"Thanks," Umbra activated the launch pad, and it shot her up and out of a hole that was opening for her to enter through.

Umbra flapped harder as the harsh winds and pouring rain pushed against her. The weather wasn't cooperating very well, but she had to finish her mission and return to HQ.
Her radio suddenly started making noises, and a voice came in.
"Umbrello! There's terrible weather outside, you better speed it up!"
"Ya think?" she muttered.
"What did you say?"
"Err, nothing sir. I'll be right back." She folded her wings, and dove down, hoping to see any signs of Tiredblade.
"Aha!" Umbra suddenly spotted something suspicious.
"Sir! I've found one of Tiredblade's minions!"
"Good work Umbrello! Now follow it!"
"Yes sir!"
She landed behind a rock, and peeked from over it. The minion had accidently dropped something, but it didn't seem to notice. Umbra waited until it had left, and then walked over, grabbing a stick and poking it. When the thing didn't react, she took out a clear box, scooped up the item, and put it in the box, shutting the lid.
"What did you find?"
"A strange item dropped by one minion. I put it in one of those explosion-stopping containers."
"Good, come back!"
Umbra snatched a camera from her items, and took pictures of her surroundings, then spread her wings and lifted off.

Author's Note: Sorry this is so short, I didn't know what to write.

Chapter 19: The Minion Auditions

Outside of Nutello's HQ, you could hear the sound of power drills, hammers, stomping, banging and clattering. Inside, Nutello was working hard to build something. What it is, I can't tell you until she is finished, for it'd ruin the surprise.
Dazzle was curled up at the desk, trying to sleep, but the sounds from the invention room were so loud it was impossible. Dazzle covered her ears with her paws and eventually gave up. Shaking her head, Dazzle began to approach the invention room to see what was up, and for whatever reason, the invention room went silent.
"What is it, Tiggerpaka?" came Nutello's voice.
"Minion meeting! Come down!" said Tiggerpaka's voice through a walky-talky.
"Ugh! I'm in the middle of an invention...! Oh, fine, I guess..." Nutello muttered. She then came out of the invention room and spotted Dazzle standing there. "Dazzle! There's a minion meeting I have to go to." Nutello picked Dazzle up and put her rat on her shoulder, and walked out of the HQ and into the hall.
The hallway was empty. Nutello walked to the end of the hall and to a door at the right. Nutello walked inside the door which revealed a very, very long table with many, many, many chairs. A big computer was on the wall over the table.
"No one's here?" Nutello said aloud.
"Nutello!" Tiggerpaka hopped onto the table. "Arrange the table, judge version!"
"Got it," Nutello muttered. She pressed a button on the wall and the table moved sideways and back against the wall. Some of the chairs sunk under the floor and others sat against the table, enough for all of the minions to sit behind. In the middle was a bigger chair for Tiggerpaka. It was a table that was in the position like judges at a TV show or a play.
Then, the other minions came pouring in. Nutello sat at the chair with the name card "NUTELLO", right next to Tiggerpaka's chair. Dazzle sat on the table at Nutello's section, and the other minions took their seats. Milne sat on the other side of Nutello.
Once all the minions were sitting in their chairs, Tiggerpaka took his place in his huge chair. "I suppose you're all wondering why I've gathered you here today."
"Yeah! I wuz wonderin', 'cause I be in deh middle of a great nap!" called out Yoho, sitting at the very end of the table.
"Yoho!" Tiggerpaka glared, "what are you doing here?"
"Heard dere was a meetin', Clet-er, Tiggerpapa. So I 'cided teh show up," Yoho responded.
"Rednecks..." Tiggerpaka muttered. "Yes! We had two open minion spots, and some animals decided to audition for the parts."
"Ooh! So we'll be judging them?" Milne exclaimed.
"Correct, Milne! I should've made you Intelligence Officer," Tiggerpaka smiled.
"Hey, that's my job!" Nutello exclaimed.
"Of course, Nutello," Tiggerpaka nodded. "First animal! Come on in."
With that, ten or so chipmunks ran through the door.
"Hey! How'd you guys get from TFEOB to here?" Tiggerpaka demanded.
The chipmunks all looked at Tiggerpaka but didn't respond.
"Whatever. Show me what you can do," Tiggerpaka leaned back in his chair.
The chipmunks then all started squeaking at Tiggerpaka.
"Yes, I am aware yelling like idiots is one of your talents!... No, this is a different story, the others are not aware of the talents you have! Come on, show us it! ...Fine. Dismissed!" Tiggerpaka snapped.
Nutello exchanged looks with Milne.
"Sorry about that," Tiggerpaka muttered. "Next!"
Then, a beautiful weasel stepped through the doors.
"An' who migh' you be?" Yoho said, looking interested.
"Bonnie Sue," responded the weasel.
"Bonnie Sue?!" Yoho responded. "What're you doing here?"
"I followed you," Bonnie Sue responded. She then put her paw to her forehead. "Such a perilous trek! I thought I may never come out alive! I almost died of starvation! Very few animals could ever make it this far from Alabama!" she cried.
Yoho rolled his eyes. "Yup, she be a drama queen."
"Well, she's more prettier than I remember," Tiggerpaka muttered.
"Miss Bonnie Sue? What are your talents?" Nutello called out, trying to get things moving.
"SHUSHHHHHHHH! NOOOO!" Tiggerpaka and Yoho both yelled out at once.
"What--?" Nutello began, but then saw why they were acting like that.
"Well, I am a very good actor, and I was in the drama club when I was in school. And I also happen to be very good at debating, arguing and mathematics and science, I also am good at describing things and writing plays and reading--" Bonnie Sue said, so quickly Nutello had trouble keeping up.
"Dismissed!" Tiggerpaka exclaimed, facepalming.
Bonnie Sue bowed and trotted out the door.
"Always wuz a drama queen," Yoho muttered.
"Next!" Tiggerpaka called, still looking frustrated.
After Bonnie Sue came a big dragon. Nutello looked at the dragon. "It's a Night Fury!" she exclaimed.
"A what?" Nota Bene said, her notepad filled with notes..
"Night Fury. Ever seen the movie 'How to Train Your Dragon'?" Nutello responded.
"Ah! Okay, Nick Fury," Tiggerpaka said.
"I'm a Night Fury," responded the Night Fury, "Not a Nick Fury."
"Right, right, right...whatever," Tiggerpaka murmured. "What is your name?"
"My name is Umbra," the Night Fury responded.
"What are your talents?" Nutello asked Umbra.
"Well...I'm very fast and I've travelled around the world many times. I know a lot about different countries and landmarks...Italy actually does look like a boot, they weren't lying. I've also landed in different countries as well to gather information on the places. Did you know that Spain's name came from the word 'Ispania', meaning 'land of the rabbits'?" Umbra said.
Everyone looked at Nutello.
"Alright, so I didn't know where Spain's name originated from. So what?!" Nutello exclaimed.
"I like you!" Tiggerpaka smiled. "Good job. Dismissed." Umbra nodded and left the room.
"Maybe sh' 'ould be yer new 'telligence Ociffer," Yoho said.
"I'm Intelligence Officer!" Nutello insisted.
"Nutello is right. Umbra may know a lot about rabbits, but I'll bet she isn't as smart as Nutello. I think I may know a job for her, she aced the audition," Tiggerpaka nodded. "She shall be our Navigation Officer. Her code name can be Umbrello," Tiggerpaka nodded, turning to Nota Bene. "Right that down, please."
Nota Bene nodded and took out her fifteenth notepad and began writing.
"Next!" Tiggerpaka called.
Out from the door came a huge, beautiful winged fox. "Hi!" she said.
"Hello. And what is your name?" Wolfward asked.
"E.Orr," responded the winged fox.
"Your talents?" Nutello asked.
"Well, let's see...I am a brilliant hunter," E.Orr said.
Tiggerpaka immediately perked up with interest. "Really?!"
"Bet it reminds 'im of 'ole Uncle Billy Bob," Yoho muttered.
"Yeah. Where I come from I was trained to be a great tracker. I can detect scents through any landscape...desert, frozen tundra, Las Vegas, you name it," E.Orr noded.
"Las Vegas? That must be hard," Nutello nodded.
"Of course it must be hard. Many people must get lost in Lost Vegas!" Tiggerpaka nodded.
Nutello facepawed.
"Hmm. Alright, dismissed," Tiggerpaka said.
E.Orr nodded and walked out the door.
"She's in," Tiggerpaka nodded, "her name shall be Huntress, and she'll be our hunter."
Nota Bene quickly scribbled that down in her notepad.
"Next!" Tiggerpaka called.
No one came in.
"That's all?" Tiggerpaka scratched his head.
"Apparently," Nutello shrugged.
"Oh well. Our two new minions are Umbrello and Huntress!" Tiggerpaka cheered.
"Yes! Finally, I can get back to my inventions!" Nutello cheered along.
"Dismissed!" Tiggerpaka said.

Author's Note:
When Yoho said "Intelligence Officer", I purposely made him say "Ociffer". Try saying it like that.
Fun chapter to write indeed.
I saw there were new minions so I decided to introduce them.

Chapter 18: The Embarrassing YouTube Video

Dazzle was twitching her whiskers in amusement at a video she found on YouTube. It was posted by a channel called "FirebladeTheEpic". She grinned in silent laughter and clicked the "like" button on the video (she was using Nutello's YouTube account).
Suddenly, something caught Dazzle's eye. One of the smaller computers surrounding the larger one showed Tiggerpaka's room. There were a bunch of tied up minions, all asleep because apparently they were tired from not being able to do anything. How long were they tied up? Dazzle wondered to herself. I gotta do everything around here, don't I...
Dazzle then had an idea. She took Nutello's laptop (for travelling), and pushed it onto a cart. Nutello then put small rockets on the cart and Dazzle sat on the cart. She then pressed some buttons on the rockets, and the cart zoomed forward, the rockets helping the cart dart out of Nutello's HQ. Dazzle hung on, trying to stay on the cart's wild ride. It zoomed around the corner and headed for Tiggerpaka's room.
Then, the cart stopped, slamming against the spiky door. Dazzle fell of the cart and rubbed her head. She then got to her feet and climbed up the chart and placed her paw on the paw scanner.
"Welcome Dazzle, pet of Nutello," said the voice. The doors opened, and Dazzle zoomed inside, seeing the tied up minions. They all woke up and looked at Dazzle in surprise, making "mmm!" noises, trying to say something to her, yet Dazzle obviously didn't understand.
Dazzle then halted in front of Tiggerpaka and went on YouTube. She went to the video she had been looking at that was uploaded by FirebladeTheEpic. She let the video load, then turned the laptop so Tiggerpaka could see it. As it began playing, and kept playing, Dazzle watched Tiggerpaka get madder, madder and madder at what the video was.

The plan worked as Dazzle predicted. Tiggerpaka got so mad he broke out of the binding ropes and duct tape over his mouth and began yelling. "WHO UPLOADED THAT VIDEO!?!" he roared at Dazzle.

Dazzle pointed to the name "FirebladeTheEpic".

"THAT'S TIREDBLADE'S CHANNEL!" Tiggerpaka hollered, "I CANNOT BELIEVE HE'D POST--er...I mean...PHOTOSHOP THE VIDEO TO MAKE ME LOOK LIKE SUCH AN IDIOT! I SWEAR, WHEN I GET FREE OF THESE ROPES AND DUCT TAPE, I AM GOING OVER TO THAT HEADQUARTERS AND KICKING TIREDBLADE UP HIS TINY LITTLE--!"

"Tiggerpaka!" Nutello exclaimed. Somehow she had gotten free of the duct tape, it was hanging off to the side. "You're free, sir! Now untie us!"
"I am...?" Tiggerpaka observed his body. "I mean, I am, indeed!"
"Well, untie us, you dope!" Nutello snapped.

Tiggerpaka narrowed his eyes. "Don't talk to the Emperor like that, Nutello!" Tiggerpaka then untied Nutello and she jumped to her feet. Nutello ran over to Yoho to untie him, and as soon as she did, he started complaining loudly.

"Wha' in tarnation just 'appened?!" he exclaimed, "I be jus' sittin' 'ere mindin' my own bisness, and some shadow 'er somethin' 'ame on by and tie' me up! Who did such a darn thing?" he then rounded on Nutello, "did you prank me like dat, Nuthead?"
"I didn't!" Nutello narrowed her eyes.

"You'd better not have, I've been pranked by bullies in school 'fore, and my daddeh gave meh lessons on how ter tangle with d'em bullies! So you'se be'er not've done dat!" Yoho snapped.

"With his accent he's hard to take seriously," Cookie muttered.

"Whatever," Nutello dismissed the argument with a wave of her paw. "Good work, Dazzle," she acknowledged her rat, "now let's see if Tiredblade stole anything. And we need to set up some guards at the elevator in case we have any intruders. Also--"
"Nutello! Who's leader here?" Tiggerpaka glared.

"Sorry. Tiggerpaka, what are your orders?" Nutello asked.

"We need to see if Tiredblade stole anything. And we need to set up some guards at the elevator in case we have any intruders. Also, bring me some grubs, Cookie, I'm starving!" Tiggerpaka said.

"What's the magic word?" Cookie sang.

"Make me grubs or you're fired," Tiggerpaka snapped.

Round-eyed, nodding, Cookie darted off.

"Now, excuse me, everyone," Nutello said, picking up Dazzle and putting her rat on her shoulder, "I have some new inventions I've been working on to upgrade the HQ. I'm going to be a while."

Author's Note:
Can't wait to write about what Nutello's inventions are. :3

Chapter 17: The Door in the Tree

"Ahhh..."
Milne was sitting in a closet, drinking iced tea and eating a cookie. Recently, one of the minions had taken a liking to iced tea, and there was now a shortage around the base. Thankfully, Milne managed to pick up twenty or so gallons from the nearest supermarket before they were sold out, and had developed a routine which involved drinking two glasses a day in her closet, so the minion wouldn't find her.
Chomp. Chomp. Slurp.

Bang!

The door was thrown wide open. Milne, with the cookie half way to her mouth, stared up at Nota Bene.
"Oh, hey!" Milne said, hiding the glass behind her back. She took another bite of cookie. "Whashup?"
Nota Bene was breathing hard, her chest rising up and down rapidly.
"Tiggerpaka...Tireblade....office....minions..." she panted. Milne sat up straight.
"Tireblade? Tiggerpaka's office? What are you talking about?" Realization dawned upon her. "Oh no!"
Without another word, Milne scampered out of the closet, with Nota Bene close behind. The tea glass was knocked over. The tea spread slowly on the ground, staining the carpet.

Milne and Nota Bene had left the headquarters. They were in the forest, jumping from branch to branch on the trees. Why didn't I work out more at the gym in headquarters? Milne though desperately, a searing stitch in her side. Nota Bene seemed to have recovered, and was breathing lightly.
"Where are we heading?" Nota Bene inquired. Milne just shook her head.
"You'll see."
10 minutes later, they had arrived at a massive oak tree. Nota Bene and Milne darted down the trunk. There, set in the roots, was a small door, just big enough for Milne, who was small for a cat, to enter. She knocked three times upon the door. The door opened, and a small head poked out. "Whaddya want?"
The head looked Milne up and down, and gasped. "My bad, ma'am. Come on in."
"You'd better stay out here," Milne whispered to Nota Bene, who nodded, and leaned up against the trunk. Milne walked through the small door, which slammed behind her. A bird chirped somewhere in branches above.


Milne walked behind the small figure ahead of her in the main hallway, which was in complete darkness. Suddenly, the hall opened up into a large, circular room, full of light. The source of the light was many shimmering lanterns filled with fireflies. The figure in front of her was revealed to be a small, cream-colored rabbit. "Wait here, ma'am. I'll go fetch the master." The rabbit scampered off down one of the many halls branching off from the circular room. A moment later, she returned with a rabbit, who was completely silver, from eartip to tail.
"Ah, Milne," he said smilingly. "How nice of you to return here! How may I be of assistance?"
Milne told him of the tensions between Tiggerpaka and Tireblade, and the trouble at headquarters. The rabbit shook his head. "I might have known. He is constantly up to no good." He paused. "But, I think I might have the solution to your problem." He paused again. "I think what you need is the Black Brigade."



Author's Note:
:3
Bunnies!


Is it okay if I do the next chapter?
I'll have it out by Saturday!

:)

Chapter 16: Normal (or is it..)

Nota Bene looked at her screen. Everybody was coming home. But where was Yoho? He must have gotten left behind. Thought Nota Bene. Good. She took out some headphones and started to listed to Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Gates to Infinity music. She prepared for Tiggerpaka to snatch then off. But he diddn't. She listened quietly as everybody came in. Only praise for Dazzle. Ok. I may not be the star, but i tried my best. She thought. She turned her music to full volume and watched the screens. Time when by. Soon, it was midnight.
       "Tiggerpaka...." Said Nota Bene. "Is my shift over, I really need to sleep." she listened for a response.  There was none. "Not funny." Nota Bene clumbed out of the chair and stumbled over to the kitchen. "Cookie-" She started to say, but nobody was there. She got herself a glass of warm milk, then walked back to the chair. Then, she thought of something. What if everybody forgot me? She looked on the screen. A dragon was patrolling the territory. No, it shouldn't lead to that. Nota Bene closed her eyes and fell asleep.

...

Nota Bene sleepily opened her eyes. Oh no! she thought. I overslept! She climbed out of the chair and thought. Tiggerpaka did not force me up today. She thought a little more, then went to go look for the others. she looked through room after room after room, but nobody was there.
          "Cookie!" Nota Bene called. "Nutellllo! Tiggerpaka!" She got a little worried. "Anybody?" The only room left was Tiggerpaka's office. Nota Bene took a deep breath and entered. Everybody was tied up. Nota Bene gasped. When Tirebelade noticed her, she ran for cover. Smoke bomb after smoke bomb as aimed at her, but she dodged. She noticed a tree. She ran for it, and climbed to the top. Then, she leapt from tree to tree. In the treetops, she ran faster and faster to catch up with Tireblade's minions, who help the K.Oed members of Tiggerpaka's force, including Tiggerpaka. I may be their only hope...

AN:Keep. The. Action. Everybody. Untie. Yourselves. I. D. C.

Chapter 15: Helga's Nagging

Dazzle then looked around at the other hypnotized minions. She pressed a button on her ninja mask to turn the hypnotized-like eyes off, and then scurried away. She looked at the other minions, especially eyeing Nutello, who, if possible, looked more stupid than before with her round, buggy eyes and body that was walking weirdly. Everyone looked like zombies due to the hypnotism.
Suddenly, Dazzle's walky-talky made a noise. Dazzle hid in a hole in the ground and pressed a button on the walky-talky. It was Nota Bene's voice. "Note Bene to Dazzle! Nota Bene to Dazzle! Over?" demanded the voice. It was high-pitched because of how small the walky-talky was.
Dazzle didn't respond, so Nota Bene's voice kept talking. "Good, you're there. I sent Cup's army to help you out. Over," said Nota Bene, and Dazzle turned the walky-talky off. Dazzle crawled back out of the hole and looked at the minions, who were walking rather slowly still.
"Perhaps I should have installed a 'fast' button," muttered Tiredblade. I would describe his appearance, but I'm too lazy, so let's just focus on Dazzle for now because she's a boss.
So yeah. Dazzle then flinched as a red alarm flashed and a sound came on. Tiredblade gasped. "That's my 'missile coming', alarm!" he gasped. "Tiggerpaka's minions! Go in a room somewhere so you're out of the way!" he exclaimed. The minions did as they were told without questioning, and walked into the closest room nearby. Tiredblade then picked up his own walky-talky. "Fireblade to Myface. Fireblade to Myface!" he exclaimed.
"Myface here," said a voice.
"Myface! There's a missile heading for us. Install the forcefield!" Tiredblade ordered.
"On it, Emperor of the Awesome Earth!" exclaimed Myface's voice. The alarms turned off.
Meanwhile, up above, the missile heading for Tiredblade's base hit a forcefield and splattered onto it like a bug on a windshield. Nice going, missile makers.
"Ha! That was pathetic," snorted Tiredblade.
Suddenly, a phone started ringing. Dazzle scurried towards the phone to hear what it was saying when Tiredblade would pick it up. He did so, then talked into the phone. "Fireblade Inc., Emperor of the Awesome Earth, Eternal Enemy of Tiggerpaka speaking."
"Tiredblade?" said a voice, unmistakably belonging to Helga, Tiggerpaka's wife. Dazzle perked her ears to be able to listen better. "Tiredblade! I understand you two boys have been playing again, and Tiggerpaka needs to return in time for dinner! Can you tell him to come home?"
"What? First off, the name is FIREBLADE!" Tiredblade roared, "Second of all, this is no GAME, WOMAN! I have Tiggerpaka under my control so there's no use in trying to get him out of it! So LEAVE THE PHONE!"
"Your voice sounds weird!" exclaimed Helga, "and I'll bet you need to clean up around your headquarters, too! I mean, I saw that missile heading for you, but it must've disintegrated when it smelled the stench! I also hear you never take showers! How unsanitary! Plus, you never seem to take anything seriously! Stop playing your little game, please, Tiggerpaka and his friends need to come home! And--"
Dazzle didn't pay attention much more, because everything seemed to be coming out as "yak, yak, yak, yak, yak, yak". Tiredblade seemed to be being tortured.
"Stop, STOP! I thought I was the master of torture, but obviously I got competition! If I let Tiggerpaka come home, will you PLEASE STOP NAGGING ME?" Tiredblade begged, "please?!"
"Alright, mister, you'd better bring Tiggerpaka home or you'll be in the time-out chair!" Helga said.
Dazzle then watched as Tiredblade pressed a button, and all the minions ran out of the room, all back to normal.
"What the glob just happened?!" demanded Wolfward.
Nutello rubbed her head. "All I remember is--" she then saw Tiredblade. "GAH! TIREDBLADE RUN!" With that, all the minions ran out of the base.
Tiggerpaka glared at Tiredblade. "We shall meet again!" and he ran out. Dazzle scurried out after.

Author's Note:
Hurr hurr.

Chapter 14 (Unnamed)

Nota Bene was eating a Ham sandwich when she heard a alarm sound. She quickly hurried to two screens. One was earlier that same day, of Dazzle. Dazzle was seen in a jetpack, soaring off into the sky. Nota Bene turned to the second screen. It was a live video feed of Dazzle. Nota Bene looked closer at it. She noticed Tiggerpaka and his minions walking around like zombies, led by Yoho. As Nota Bene looked closer, she noticed that Yoho was being controlled by Tireblade.
        Then, she noticed movement in the upper screen. Dazzle. Dazzle landed and prepared to throw a smoke bomb, but it was too late. Tireblade pressed his button, and Dazzle too was now under control.
         "MWAH HA HA HA!" laughed Tireblade. "Now NOBODY can stop me!" he laughed.
         "You forgot a minor detail." Whispered Nota Bene. She pressed a button, which revealed a Passcoded lock.
         "4,3,8,1,2,0,9,7." Said Nota Bene as she punched in the letters quickly.
         "Welcome, Nota Bene" Said a soothing female voice. "What weapon would you like today?" it asked.
         "A missle." whispered Nota Bene. she checked the live video feed. Tireblade was still in central park, gloating about this victory.
        "Good job, sir." said Tireblade's minions.
        "Where do you want this missle to land?" asked the coumputer controlled voice.
Nota Bene paused and said, "Central park."
         "Anything else?" asked the coumputer.
Nota Bene thought for a moment. "Cup's army." she whispered. That was all she could do, after all she could not risk herself. she had to rely on the coumputer's missle to destroy the device and remote, and Cup's army to lead Yoho and his minions to safety. She watched as Cup's army flew off on jetpacks, and the countdown began.
         "10, 9, 8" said the coumputer. "7,6,5,4,3,2..."
 
AN: Suspense!

Chapter 13: It's the, eye of the rat, it's the thrill of the fight

Meanwhile, in the HQ...

Dazzle was eating some Nutella that she had found in Cookie's fridge. She munched on it and kicked back on a mini-chair Nutello had once built for her. Dazzle was watching TV on the giant computer, something about a sponge who lived in a pineapple under the sea.

Suddenly, an alarm sounded. On the computer, a test pattern appeared and some words came that said "RED ALERT!" Dazzle jumped back and looked at the computer. It then cut to a scene at some sort of dark area. Dazzle leaned closer. Perhaps something bad was happening at Central Park?

It then showed Yoho leading Tiggerpaka and his minions, all of them walking like clueless zombies. Their eyes were all swirly, and Dazzle spotted Nutello among them. Oh no, she thought. Dazzle leaned closer, and saw Tiredblade behind them, laughing. "Who will stop me now?!"

Dazzle narrowed her eyes.

Dazzle will.

Dazzle had never been on her own before, as Nutello thought she'd be eaten by a hawk or something. But since she saw that her owner and friend was in trouble, Dazzle decided to risk her life to save them. It may seem stupid, I know, some of those minions are utterly worthless, but Dazzle felt a loyalty to Nutello and her friends, too. 

The gray-and-white rat scurried up to a button and placed her paw on it. A small door only Dazzle would be able to fit into opened: inside there were several knives, ninja masks, throwing stars and smoke bombs, all big enough for Dazzle to hold. She put the black ninja mask on along with a suit, put some smoke bombs on her belt, and put two swords on her back and clipped the throwing stars to her belt. She then grabbed a jet pack and ran out of Nutello's headquarters and went into the hallway, heading for the elevator. She stepped inside and pressed the "up" button, and rose up in the elevator. It stopped at the inside of the porta potty, and Dazzle stepped out, strapped the jet pack on, and flew away.

Author's Note:
*dramatic music*

Sorry chapter is short, I was too lazy to write any more. xP

Chapter 12: Guess wut.

Nutello, Anonsi, Tiggerpaka, and Yoho made it to central park. There, waiting, was Tireblade. Behind him was a swirly devise. Tiggerpaka grabbed a spear from his pocket and pointed it at Tireblade.
               "Dis is so much fun!" Screamed Yoho. Yoho walked up to Tireblade. Yoho noticed that Tireblade was holding a BIG RED BUTTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
             "Hey.... would you like to press this for me?" asked Tireblade. Yoho snatched the button out of Tireblade's hands ( or paws? IDK ). Yoho brought his hand down in slow motion.
"NOOOOOOO" Nearly everyone present said.
"YESSSSS" Said Tireblade.
"PAAAAAANNNNKKKKAAAAAAAKKKEEEEEEESSS!!!" Screamed Yoho as he pressed the button. Everybody behind Yoho was now hypnotized.
"Oooooh!!!" Said Yoho. "Uhmmm.... Tiggerpaka, could ya gets meh a ham sandwich?" He asked.
"yes master" Said Tiggerpaka. He was now under control of Yoho.
"LOOK WHAT YOU DID!!!" Screamed Tireblade at Yoho. "NOW THEY ARE UNDER YOOOUUUUURRR POWER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Nota Bene peeled most of the exclamation points off the web page.
"Don't confuse the readers with exclmation points you'll make them dizzy." Nota Bene said as she left. Tireblade squirted lava out of his ears ( He was THAT mad!!!). Tiggerpaka came back with a ham sandwich. Then, something worse happenend. Tireblade pressed the red button. Yoho was now under Tireblades power.
"Yoho, command your minions to find and atack Tiggerpaka's 'Secret' base."
"Yes sir." Said Yoho.
"mwah HA HA, Who will stop me now?!" laughed Tire'bland'

AN: BACKUP?!

Chapter 11: Who Reads Newspapers?

Nutello then grabbed a giant machine gun from her backpack, much too big to fit in it. "Alright, come and get some!" she growled, ready to kill the minions if she needed to. However, they didn't move. Nutello loaded her gun and shot one, and it went flying back into the wall and hit the wall, breaking into pieces. Nutello stared as sparks flew out of it.
"Wait a sec..." she said and approached the "minion". It was a robot.
"Huh...?" Anonsi raised an eyebrow. She touched another "minion", but it didn't respond. Also a robot.
"Ha!" Nutello grinned, "stupid Tired--"
"NUTELLO! ANONSI! COME IN!" yelled Tiggerpaka's voice from the walky-talky.
Nutello grabbed her walky-talky, realizing Tiggerpaka had panic in his voice. "Yes, emperor?!"
"Come back to the base. It's an emergency!" Tiggerpaka exclaimed. "No time to explain!"
"Right!" Nutello nodded, "over and out!" she turned to Anonsi. "Come on! Tiredblade must be attacking the base! And I am not letting him destory HQ again!"
Anonsi nodded. "Let's go!"

Nutello and Anonsi finally got back and scurried into the porta-potty. The elevator went down and they ran through the hallway. Nutello almost fell over a few times from running, yet Anonsi was swift and didn't fall at all. Nutello charged at the paw-presser and slammed her paw onto it, and the doors opened. Nutello rushed inside. "N...Nu...Nutello and An...Anonsi r...reporting..." she panted, "is everything alright?!"
Tiggerpaka faced them, "WE'RE OUT OF GRUBS!"
Silence. Nutello exchanged looks with Anonsi, then turned to Tiggerpaka. "...That's all?"
"We're out of GRUBS!!" Tiggerpaka repeated, looking devastated.
Nutello facepawed. "You made us come here ALL THE WAY from NEW YORK, just because you are out of grubs?! Are you kidding me?!"
"Being out of grubs is an emergency! We must get more!" Tiggerpaka insisted.
Anonsi rolled her eyes. "Great. The only thing we found out was that Tiredblade's minions were fake."
"Who's dis 'ere Tire'blade?" Yoho asked, scratching his head.
"The most foulest creature in the world," Tiggerpaka glared.
"An' waz dis 'ere New Pork city?" Yoho raised an eyebrow.
"New York," Nutello corrected him.
"Yeah, Nuthead, that's what I said. New Pork," Yoho nodded.
Nutello sighed. "Well, get the helicopters out again. We're going back to New York."
"Can I come 'long with yehs to New Pork?" Yoho asked.
"No!" Anonsi exclaimed.
"YES," Tiggerpaka said, "please take him with you. He's driving me nuts."
Nutello sighed. "Fine..."

The helicopters landed in New York and Nutello stepped out, followed by Anonsi and Yoho, who was marveling at the city. "I've never bin to a city 'fore!" he beamed, "look a' all teh flashin' lights! An' it's loud 'ere..."
"Just follow me, Yoho," Nutello said.
"You got it, Nuthead," Yoho grinned.
Sighing, Nutello lead the way into the city. She scootched along the walls, and so did Anonsi and Yoho, making people give them weird looks. Nutello then peeked around the corner. The way to the subway was there. Nutello ran for it and went down the stairs, Anonsi and Yoho close behind.
As they walked down, Yoho found a button on the wall. "What does this button do?" he asked, and he pressed it.
"Yoho, don't--!" Nutello began, but was cut off.
A security guard approached. "You rang the button, what's the problem?"
"Er...I am sorry sir," Nutello said, changing her voice to a British accent, trying to be "undercover", "but my good friend here, um...Alexander, he is a bit curious and accidentally pressed the button. We do apologize and we'll make sure he doesn't do it again."
"My name ain't Alex--" Yoho began, but Anonsi kicked him.
The security guard looked at them, muttered something about "freaks", then walked away.
"Yoho, you gotta be more careful!" Nutello snapped.
"Well, I never bin to teh big city before, so 'scuse me!" Yoho protested.
Anonsi sighed. "We'll never get to the base at this rate..."
Nutello sat on the bench. She grabbed a newspaper and read an article.

HIDDEN ARMY?

Citizens claim to see a missile.

A missile had came out of the city and flew south, but no one knows where it landed or where it was heading for. Although the U.S. military is expected to be responsible, they claim that they weren't supposed to be launching any missiles that day.

"When I saw it," said Miss Smith, owner of the barber shop, "it flew right over the building. I didn't know what it was doing, but it looked like it came from Central Park."

Nutello looked up from the newspaper. "Wait. Tiredblade's base is in...Central Park!"

Author's Note:

Derp.

Chapter 10: Plan M

Nutello whistled as she wandered aimlessly down the hall. She paused right outside of Tiggerpaka's office. Voices floated from inside, low and excited. One of them had a distinct country accent. Nutello shrugged to herself, and continued walking.

Inside the office, Tiggerpaka and Yoho were discussing something in low voices. In front of them were several maps, a large diagram, and a large crate of dynamite. Milne was there too; she was sketching out more diagrams and maps as dictated by Tiggerpaka. "So, Milne," Tiggerpaka said, "you are sure Tiredblade has relocated his base to the subways of New York?" Milne nodded and continued sketching. "And, you are      sure that the only way to enter it is through the 2100 train on the silver track?" Milne nodded again. "Then it's settled," Tiggerpaka said firmly. "We will begin to execute Plan M tonight at 2030."
"'Cuse meh," interrupted Yoho, "but wha' in tarnation does the 'M' in "Plan M" stand fer?"
Tiggerpaka snorted. "M stands for Meerkat, obviously."
"Because meerkats are superior to jaguars?" Milne suggested. Tiggerpaka nodded.
"Exactly."

Later in the day, Milne, Nutello, and Anonsi were in the mess hall. Mimi walked out of the kitchen with a tray of ice-cold lemonade. She set it down with a bang. "So, how long until you begin Plan M?" she asked, taking a sip of her own lemonade.
"2 more hours," said Anonsi, slurping on her lemonade. Mimi turned and walked back into the kitchen.

At 2030 hours, Nutello and Anonsi were outside of the subway, each laden down with a bulky package. "About time," Nutello said, and they began pacing up and down. At last, when the train arrived, it was empty. Anonsi and Nutello took their seats, and Anonsi pressed the button labeled "Rest Stop -- Underground." The train zoomed down the track. 10 minutes later, they arrived at a crumbling gate.
"Could have picked a nicer place for a base," Anonsi remarked. Nutello nodded, and they crept silently into Tiredblade's base. They had only walked about 10 paces when a loud alarm went off. Tiredblade's minions swarmed from seemingly nowhere and surrounded Nutello and Anonsi.

In his office, Tiredblade watched the scene unfold. "Yes," he breathed. "I've got you now, Tiggerpaka."



Author's note:


-suspenseful music-

Chapter 9: The Long-Lost Relative

It was lunchtime. Nutello was eating the pizza she had ordered. Dazzle was on the table, eating on a small piece of pizza Nutello has given her. Nutello leaned back on her chair, putting her legs on her desk in front of her, looking at the huge computer on the wall. She was in her top-secret headquarters that was still incredibly hard to get into as it did in the old headquarters. Nutello was on Skype, chatting with her brother Blackthorn.
"So...you're working for a meerkat now," Blackthorn said.
"Yep," nodded Nutello, taking a bite of pizza.
Blackthorn gave Nutello a look. "...Right...So--"
Suddenly, an alarm sounded. Nutello yelled out and fell out of her chair, and quickly got to her feet. "Everyone!" Nutello shouted into her walky-talky, "I'll deal with this!"
"No fair! I want to!" protested Nota Bene's voice.
"No, if it's Tiredblade Nutello deserves to catch him," said Milne's voice.
"See you Blackthorn," Nutello said to her brother, who, if possible, looked even more weirded out than before. Nutello turned the computer off and grabbed a machine gun, then ran out of the headquarters. No one was in the hallway despite the alarms were still blaring and red was flashing from the alarms. Nutello ran to the elevator and pressed the "up" button, and the doors closed and the elevator moved up. Nutello then grabbed some dark sunglasses and put them on her eyes for dramatic effect.
Finally, the elevator stopped moving. Nutello was in the porta potty. She then kicked the door open and held up her machine gun. "Alright,  come on out, fool! I know you're here to destroy my two years of work!" She looked around, growling. No one was there, but the alarm on the side of the porta potty was flashing, meaning there still was an unknown person on the territory. Nutello then saw rustling in the bushes.
"Show yourself and no one gets hurt!" she exclaimed, loading the machine gun.
Suddenly, the person stepped out of the bushes: a weasel with an old, beat-up straw hat, one front tooth, overalls, and a straw coming out of his mouth. Flies were buzzing around him. Nutello aimed the gun at him, suspecting he was a spy for Tiredblade. "Alright, who are you and who are you working for??" Nutello demanded, glaring at him through her sunglasses.
"Howdy, y'all!" he said in a strong hillbilly-like accent. He looked at the machine gun and didn't even seem scared of it at all. "Name's Yoho!"
"Yoho?" Nutello said, lowering her machine gun slightly. No one, not even an idiot like Tiredblade, would want this guy for a spy. But still, Nutello kept her machine gun close, just in case. "And who are you working for?" she asked.
"I'm from Alabama!" exclaimed Yoho. "I'm looking for my long-lost cousin, Cletus."
"Cletus?" Nutello echoed. "Well, I'm sorry, I don't know any guy named Cletus."
"Hey, is that right there a porta potty?" Yoho asked, "I've been travellin' fer...how long now...right, 'bout hundred an' somethin' miles!" Yoho then walked to the porta potty, walking in a strange fashion. Nutello looked at him weirdly, but then ran at him.
"Wait! Don't go in there!" she exclaimed, but Yoho had already walked inside. Nutello followed him inside, and Yoho flinched as he saw her.
"Geez! Can' a guy get any privacy 'round 'ere?" Yoho shook his head.
"This isn't a porta potty!" Nutello insisted.
"Sure looks like it! You're sure a loony wolf. Y'know, back in sweet 'ome Alabama, Uncle Billy Bob went huntin' fer wolves like you! Never saw 'im again!" Yoho said.
"Well, this wolf isn't one you can hunt," Nutello replied. "Now, you'd best get out."
"An' why in tarnation would I do that?" Yoho demanded.
"Because this isn't a porta potty!"
"You'd better darn tootin' prove it!"
Nutello sighed and "flushed the toilet". The floor beneath them began moving down, and Yoho looked at Nutello wildly. "What kinda wolf are yeh? Yeh'll never take me alive, or my name ain't--"
Yoho stopped when the elevator hit the ground. "See?" Nutello said, "this is an HQ. Not a porta potty."
"Hmm. Where's--" he began, but then Tiggerpaka's kits came running up.
"Nutello! Who's that?" asked Peanut.
"Why, hello dere, young'in!" Yoho grinned, revealing some missing teeth, "why, you is a meerkat, ain'tcha? Do you happen to know where my cousin Cletus is?"
"Cletus?" echoed Reese.
"Oh well. C'mon, miss, uh...miss..." Yoho looked at Nutello.
"Nutello," Nutello said.
"Ah! Nuthead! Got it," Yoho said.
Tiggerpaka's kits all giggled, and Nutello rolled her eyes. "Right...now, you're coming to see Tiggerpaka," Nutello said, pushing Yoho ahead of her, "and don't try anything funny or you're going to go watch Cletus from the sky. Understand?"
"You got it, Nuthead!" Yoho smiled.
Sighing, Nutello pushed Yoho along the hall. No one came out into the hall; it was empty except Nutello and Yoho, and Nutello had passed Butter and Cup, who were both trying to dig a hole in the ground as a trap; Nutello, however, stopped them before they could do so, and they both walked off, muttering something about how stupid their dad's minions were.
Nutello then approached Tiggerpaka's HQ, stepping on the flowery welcome cat in front of the spiked door. She pressed her paw on the scanner before it even asked her to do so, and the doors opened. Inside revealed the gigantic room, still the same as the old HQ. Yoho walked in. "Well, I'd be darn..." he whispered, marveling at the computers.
"Tiggerpaka!" Nutello called.
The giant chair turned around, revealing Tiggerpaka sitting on his high chair. "What?"
"Cousin Cletus!" Yoho exclaimed, running over to Tiggerpaka.
"Wha-??  SHHHH!" Tiggerpaka hissed, "my name is not Cletus!"
"Well, sure it is, Cletus! It's me, Yoho!" Yoho grinned.
Nutello stared in bewilderment. "You two are related?"
"I told you Cletus was here!" Yoho said.
"SHUSSSSH! My name is Tiggerpaka the Great, it's not Cletus!" Tiggerpaka growled.
"You're name ain't Tig-whats-it, yer name's Cletus! Did you hit your head again?" Yoho asked.
"It's not Cletus anymore! I changed it!" Tiggerpaka whispered. Unfortunately for him, however, Nutello overheard and giggled, but quickly put her paw over her mouth as Tiggerpaka glanced at her. "Yoho, just go home! I order you!"
"Aw, shucks, Cletus, you always acted like a leader," Yoho smiled.
"For your information, I am a leader. Emperor, in fact! Right Nutello?" Tiggerpaka nodded.
"Er--" Nutello began.
"See? Yoho, just go home now," Tiggerpaka said.
"I can't, Cletus! Alabama's hundreds o' miles away from 'ere! I took such a long time just to come visit yeh! I'mma rest 'fore I leave again!" Yoho insisted.
"No--" Tiggerpaka began, but he was interrupted as the doors opened.
A pretty female meerkat came in. "Oh, Tiggerpaka my dear...! Hello!" she smiled.
"Helga...!" Tiggerpaka put on a fake smile, and Nutello heard him mutter, "this day is just getting better and better."
"Golly, is that yer wife? She sure is purty, Cletus!" Yoho grinned, blushing.
"Oh, thanks--" Helga began, but then gave Yoho a look. "Cletus? Tiggerpaka, who is this?"
Tiggerpaka moaned and rolled his eyes. "Helga, cousin Yoho. Yoho, my wife, Helga."
"He's your cousin?" Helga asked, "but who's Cletus?"
Tiggerpaka sighed. "...Cletus...is my old name. But I am still Tiggerpaka the Great!"
Helga began laughing. "Cletus!" she exclaimed, falling over in laughter.
Tiggerpaka facepawed. "GUARDS!" he roared.
"No, no, I'm leaving!" Helga said, still laughing hard. Still howling with laughter, Helga left the HQ, and Tiggerpaka looked extremely annoyed. Yoho, however, seemed pleased, and he grinned at Tiggerpaka.
"Yer lucky to have 'er," Yoho said.
"Oh yeah, she's a bucketload of luck," Tiggerpaka rolled his eyes.
"Tiggerpaka, sir," Nutello said, "what shall we do with Yoho?"
"We're going to make him--" Tiggerpaka began, but eyed something in Yoho's overall pocket. Nutello came around and looked where Tiggerpaka was looking. Several sticks of dynamite were in Yoho's pocket, and Tiggerpaka looked at Yoho. "Yoho? What's that...in your pocket?"
"Just got me a few sticks o' dynamite," Yoho smirked, taking a stick of dynamite and tossing it in the air and catching it.
"And what do you do with it?" Tiggerpaka asked.
"I go fishin' with it!" Yoho said.
A big grin came on Tiggerpaka's face. "I like you!"

Author's Note:
I'm so glad I came up with the idea of Yoho (of course, some of my family helped out with ideas. xP).

Chapter 8: Nota Bene saves the day

Tiggerpaka strolled through the HQ. It could have been nicer, He thought was he looked up to the Solid gold ceiling. Tiggerpaka looked at his Diamond-Encrusted cup. Hmm. Not enough diamonds. He sat down in his silver-and-platinum easy chair. Ugh. He thought as he patted the extra-soft real silver cloth. Too hard. He thought, knowing it was filled with Phenex feathers. His office was horrible, as i just explained. He looked into the crystal mirror.
"Minion, Minion, that is tireblade doing?" Tiggerpaka asked the Mirrior.
"Blowing up the entrance." Mirrior replied.
"WHAAAAAAT???" yelled Tiggerpaka. Porta-potties are not exactly camo. He thought. You don't expect to see one in the open. Just then, Tiggerpaka heard a rumbling noise above the gold celing. In case you havn't guessed, the entrance just exploded, and the roof is collapsing. Nota Bene entered the room.
"Sir! Sir! The roof!"  Nota Bene yelled. She pulled out a 20 foot wide 50 foot long notepad (For long, careful notes) and stuck it in between two enlarging cracks. The roof stopped collapsing, Tiggerpaka's office ( And the rest of the HQ) was saved. Nutello walked in.
"Thank you! Thanks for saving 2 years of work!" Nutello yelled as she hugged Nota Bene.

AN: All's well that ends well.

Chapter 7: A Fresh Start

Even though it was 4:30 in the morning, all of the minions were hard at work. Many were lugging suitcases throughout the halls of the new Headquarters, moving their belongings to the new living quarters. Other minions were running papers from one meeting room to another. Still more were setting down salvaged busts of meerkats and hanging portraits of Tiggerpaka on the crisp, green walls. Amid all the chaos, Wolfward and Major Anonsi darted in and out of the bustling crowd, only slowing down when they were outside the new office of Tiggerpaka. Wolfward stretched out a paw and knocked. "Enter!" came a loud voice from inside the room. The door swung open, and Anonsi and Wolfward tiptoed inside the room. The door banged shut loudly, echoing in the silence inside the office. All noise from the outside halls vanished. The new office looked exactly like the original one. A large, wooden desk with clawed feet dominated the room. Behind the desk was a magnificent marble fireplace, and between the two, a large, swiveling winged chair. The chair was facing the fire, but the moment the door had slammed shut, the chair swiveled around to face the two minions. In it was Tiggerpaka, with his long fingers pressed together. "Minions," he said. Wolfward and Anonsi saluted, and then fell back into relaxed positions. Tiggerpaka nodded his approval. "As you have probably noticed, the adjustment to the new Headquarters has gone well. Relatively well," he amended. Even through the walls, the two minions could hear Cookie sobbing over her lost, precious frying pan, which had apparently been passed down from her grandfather.

"So, the next step is to take revenge on Tiredblade," Tiggerpaka continued, and the temperature of the room dropped slightly. "It seems we have wasted months, years even, of useless planning. From now on..." Tiggerpaka paused for dramatic effect. "...we start anew. We must make the best of the fresh start to take Tiredblade by surprise."
"And how exactly will we manage to do that, Tiggerpaka sir?" asked Anonsi. Wolfward nodded, apparently thinking the same thing.
Tiggerpaka smiled. "First, we must infiltrate his forces. Wolfward! Send one of the minions to rally all of the small-ish type minions, and tell them to start on a scouting mission. We must map out every inch of Tiredblade's territory, and what it is used for." Wolfward nodded, and Tiggerpaka turned to Anonsi.
"You, my dear Major Anonsi, must speak with Nutello. We need to build up the weapon stock again. The armory, I am sad to say, is depressingly empty. Fill it up with any weapon that will cause Tiredblade and his forces to recoil, shiver in fear, retreat, and, most importantly, break out in nervous hives. Tiredblade's minions will never scratch the same again," Tiggerpaka finished, a maniacal gleam in his eyes. Both minions nodded, and exited the room to do what Tiggerpaka asked.

"So we begin again, Tiredblade," Tiggerpaka breathed, "so we begin again."

Hi!

Hi, Tiggerpaka had kindly invited me to be an author of this blog!! :D I'll post as much as I can, but as my term exams are coming up, I'll post only when I can. Plus, I need to study this story carefully, so that I can make a continuation. Bye, and thanks Tiggerpaka for inviting me!! :)

~Mimi [Cookie]

Chapter 6: Nutello Saves the Day

Nutello stormed off. "All of the wasted years!" she yelled out. She walked away from the group of minions, and then threw a stick against a tree. "I've built that HQ, took me two years to build it, six months to design it! And what do I get? A blown up headquarters! The code was right! Tiredblade wanted to bomb us!" Her voice echoed through the forest.
That was when Dazzle scampered into the area, looking up at Nutello, twitching her whiskers. "What?" Nutello said, "Look, I'm not in my best mood. The HQ just blew up, don't you understand!? I spent so darn long on that, just to lose it to Tiredblade!"
Dazzle rolled her eyes, and gave Nutello a not-impressed look. "Yeah, I know you think I can rebuild a headquarters, Dazzle, but it's not as simple as it sounds! You got to map it out, mine it, in some occasions dig the hallways by paw, and it's just...ugh!"
Dazzle shook her head to indicate that Nutello translated wrong. Dazzle made a "two" symbol with her paw by putting two toes up, and then making an "H" sign moving her hands to draw it in the air.
"Two 'H'? Dazzle, you make no sense sometimes!" Nutello snorted.
Dazzle facepawed and glared at Nutello. She pointed to her back, then pointed up.
"Back...up..." Nutello raised an eyebrow. Dazzle quickly nodded. "OH! I made a backup headquarters! Doyyyy!"
Dazzle rolled her eyes, putting her paws on her hips. Nutello raced out to the others. "Guys! I remember, I made a second headquarters exactly similar to the first headquarters!"
"Brilliant, Nutello!" Tiggerpaka exclaimed, "I mean...nice job, Nutello, especially for a non-meerkat."
Nutello walked up to a tree and put her paw on it. Some bark fell off and under it was a wooden button. Nutello pressed it and a porta-potty came up from the ground. "I had to disguise our entrance, like our old headquarters had a payphone entrance. Let's go in!"
The group all went into the porta-potty (but they had a hard time fitting in), and Nutello pressed the handle on the toilet inside, and the ground moved down under them. The group was trapped in darkness for a while, and then they got underground.
It was like an exact replica of the old headquarters.
"Yes!" Wolfward exclaimed, "Score one for the Tiggerpaka side!"
"How did you think to do this, Nutello?" Eagle Eye asked.
"Nevermind, Eagle," Nutello responded, "We must focus on..." an evil smile spread across her face. "Revenge."

Author's Note:
You never wanna encounter with Nutello's evil side. .3. Watch out, Tiredblade. 

Chapter 5: KABOOM

Suddenly, a siren wailed. Tiggerpaka jumped out of his seat. His minions followed. Tiggerpaka turned down a hallway. Finally, Tiggerpaka and his minions walked into a room filled with screens, pretty much monitoring the whole world.
His minions all gasped at once. there- on a screen that just so happened to be in the middle- had Tireblade on it!!!! And he was standing next to something shaped like a tire pump.
"Minions-" Tiggerpaka started, but "Tirebland" pumped the tire pump and...

....

KA_ BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!! (Please shake the computer screen as you read this. )

"Minions!!!" Said Tiggerpaka angrily. "Look- Tireblade just BLEW UP our secret HQ!!!!"
Wolfward kicked a rock- once part of the HQ.
" Wolfward- look out!!!" said Mitsu.
"Red cloud?" asked Conchita. Wolfward moved out of the way just in time to watch a telephone booth rain down on Nota Bene.
"I'm ok!" Called Nota Bene.
"Soooooo..." Said Mitsu. "How will we fix the HQ?" she asked.
"Your'e the intelligence officer- do something!!!" Screamed Tiggerpaka.
"Nooooo." said Mitsu.
"Well... Desprate times call for desprate measures." Said tiggerpaka as he walked over to 2 red buttons, untouched and, surprisingly survived the explosion. Tiggerpaka pressed the one on the left, and a door slid open.
Inside was..... a altar to a stick.
"Oops- wrong button." panted Tiggerpaka nervously. Tiggerpaka pressed the button on the right, and the wall reversed to show weapons, from bow and arrows to dragon eggs to swords.

AN: ooooooh!!

Chapter 4: The Minion Assembly

Cookie whistled as she sauteed grubs on the stove. It was nearly suppertime, and she knew that sauteed grubs with a hint of lemon juice was Tiggerpaka's favorite. Just as Cookie was cutting up a lemon, Nutello came dashing through the kitchen door. "What-" Cookie began, but Nutello shook her head.
"No time to explain. Meeting in the plotting room."
"But the grubs-"
"Just leave them. Tiggerpaka called all of the minions to the meeting."
Cookie looked sadly at the sizzling grubs, and followed Nutello out the door.

Soon, Nutello had a whole trail of Tiggerpaka's minions following her. They wound their way down halls, avoiding the small  tables here and there with busts of regal-looking meerkats on them. As the minions walked through the halls towards the plotting room, the eyes of the many portraits of meerkats on the walls seemed to follow them, glaring silently down.

At last, when all of the minions were assembled in the plotting room of headquarters, Tiggerpaka entered. He  had put on his long, dark cape, and it was swishing about as he began to pace back and forth in front of the assembled minions.
"Minions. You probably don't know why I have summoned you here at this hour," he said, still pacing. "But, I believe Nutello has something to share with you before I begin." All faces turned to Nutello, who cleared her throat.
"Ahem. Yes. Well, I have been looking at this so called 'To-Do List.' However, it appears, that it was written in code."
Several of the minions muttered, "Drat that FireBlade and his codes."
Nutello began again. "Well, using one of my useful computer programs, not to mention my cleverness, I have cracked this new code."
Most of the minions looked impressed. Some even whistled. Nutello smiled, and continued speaking.
"It appears FireBlade used a well-known form of code called Circumstra." Nutello then demonstrated how the code worked to the thunderstruck minions. When she was finished, she held up a piece of parchment with writing on it.
"This is the cracked code!" She handed it to Tiggerpaka, who scanned it, and gasped.
"So that's what TireBlade is up to..."

Later that day, all of the minions were dashing all over headquarters, doing tasks and jobs, while Tiggerpaka sat in his study, contemplating the parchment and munching on slightly burnt fried grubs. Nota Bene walked in. "You called for me, Tiggerpaka sir?"
Tiggerpaka nodded, and handed her the parchment. "Yes, I did. I want you to read over Tireblade's plans, and formulate a plan to make sure they don't go into action....whatever it may take."


Author's Note:
Moar suspense!
Sorry for the short chapter....you can put my teachers on the #2 list, Tiggerpaka, for giving out so much homework!

Chapter 3: Another Code

Nutello banged the door open, and Milne and Tiggerpaka looked her way. Nutello stormed over and looked at them. "You're gonna read the code I cracked without me?!" she demanded, "I want to be able to assure myself I've done a good job, so I can see your impressed expressions."
"Oh Nutello," Tiggerpaka rolled his eyes, "you obviously want to be as good as I am, but you will never be as great as me, get that into your wolf-like brain."
Nutello ignored Tiggerpaka. "Look, are you gonna read it or not?"
Tiggerpaka glared at Nutello. "Stop rushing me!" he exclaimed, and then turned to the paper and began to read. "'To-Do List'... 1. Buy a fire ant. 2. Drop it on the ground 3. Stomp on it'." Tiggerpaka looked confused. "What? Nutello, this is his to-do list, not a secret code!" In frustration, Tiggerpaka threw the paper at Nutello's face. "You brought me nothing useful!"
Dazzle, who was on Nutello's shoulder, hopped down and examined the paper that was now on the table. She looked at Nutello and pointed to the list, as if to make a point. Nutello raised an eyebrow, and examined the to-do list more closely. "This is no ordinary to-do list, sir! Why would FireBlade want to buy a fire ant, drop it on the ground and stomp on it?"
"True. That'd be a waste of cash!" Tiggerpaka agreed. "He should spend it on grubs!"
Milne studied the paper. "Nutello, maybe you'd better study this more."
"No kidding," Nutello replied, picking up the paper and leaving Tiggerpaka's headquarters, Dazzle hopping onto her shoulders to go with her.
The doors closed behind Nutello. "You know," said the female voice from the paw scanner, "you didn't have to slam me like that when you went in!"
"Grow a spine, paw scanner," Nutello replied, walking down the hall, examining the to-do list. She walked down the hall, and then stopped at one of the lockers. She put in the combination, and the locker door slid up, revealing a secret passage. When Nutello was sure no one was seeing this, she snuck into the passage, pressed a button, and the locker closed behind her.
Nutello then turned to look at the dark hallway. As she walked down the hall, torches lit up, making it easier to see. She stopped in the middle of the hall, as the torches beside her lit up. She turned to a safe in the wall, scanned her paw on the door, and it opened. Inside it was another safe. She put in a combination and opened it, and inside was a box. She opened it, and said the password: "Cheese". The box slowly opened, and inside it was a pen. Nutello picked it up, closed the box, put it in the safe inside the safe, then closed it altogether. She continued down the hall, torches still lighting up as she passed them. Dazzle sniffed the air curiously.
At the end of the hall was a door. Nutello stopped at it, and the paw scanner came on. "Y'know, you didn't have to slam my sister's door," said a different female voice.
"I get it," Nutello rolled her eyes. She waited.
"To enter the headquarters of Captain Nutello, Intelligence Officer, please place paw, flipper, or whatever you have, on this pad," said the voice.
"You know it's me," Nutello said.
"You told me to do this to whoever came by," the voice pointed out.
"Yeah, but I also told you to add something," Nutello raised an eyebrow.
The voice was silent for a while, then talked. "Oh right. I'm supposed to find out how the person got in here. But you're the owner--ugh, just nevermind! Welcome, Captain Nutello."
The doors opened, and Nutelo walked in. "I don't know why I invented these door openers," Nutello muttered. She entered into a small, dark room, and the floor began going down under her. Dazzle looked around and the elevator landed in a room. It was also quite big. There was a large HD television on the wall, a giant computer, and three bookshelves filled with books. A robot rolled into the room. "How may I be of service, Captain Nutello?" it asked.
"Get me a chocolate brownie," Nutello responded. The robot turned around and walked off into a different room.
Dazzle looked at her. "What?" Nutello said. "I'm the only one in this headquarters who has a robot servant because I was the only one smart enough to build it. Only don't tell Tiggerpaka. It took me six months to build the robot."
Nutello took her seat in a lazy boy chair and sat at the large computer. Up on the screen it said "ENTER PASSWORD". Nutello typed in a word on the keyboard, and it let her in. On the screen were tons of squares, which included many pages; Microsoft Word Document, Google Chrome, Microsoft Powerpoint, Paint, and a ton more. Nutello opened Paint and scanned the to-do list, and it appeared on the Paint screen. She began writing notes on Paint.
"FIREBLADE - EVIL", was what Nutello wrote first. "POSSIBLY IN CODE", Nutello wrote, with an arrow pointing to the list. Nutello then put down a list of things about FireBlade. "WANTS TO DESTROY US. LOATHES TIGGERPAKA. WANTS TO BLOW UP HQ".
Nutello then gasped.
She found out what the to-do list was.

Author's Note:
Suspenssse.

Ohhhh Nutellllloooooooo

I don't see chapter 3??!!    Just wanted to let you know I am sharpening my NUMBER 2 pencil......If you know what I mean!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 3 assigned to....

well, is seems Blues is AWOL, so I will assign Chapter 3 to........Wolfward.     She can't make a banners, so maybe she can make a chapter!  Congratulations Wolfward!  Now get to work!!

WE NEED A CHAPTER 3 MINIONS!!

Who shall step up to the plate?!

Chapter 2

Captain Nutello set the disc inside of a slot in the computer. It quivered for a moment, and then the computer sucked it up into its depths. They waited patiently for a moment, as the disc whirred into life.
"It's working," breathed Tiggerpaka. Something popped up on the screen. "What-" said Tiggerpaka in surprise, but his words were cut off. The computer screen went black, and then different colors started to flash. Music started to blare out of the speakers. Nutello groaned, and Tiggerpaka leaned back in his chair, sighing. "Nutello, go and get Milne. I want to have a private word with her," he said heavily. Nutello rose from the chair, and while she was moving, she accidentally bumped the keyboard. The screen changed, and what looked like another song loaded. Nutello, who had noticed nothing, exited. Tiggerpaka frowned, and leaned closer to the screen to read the words now darting across it. When all of the words had appeared, he hit the pause button with his paw.
When Milne entered, Tiggerpaka was still staring at the screen, muttering to himself. Milne cleared her throat to announce her arrival. "Ah, Milne. I'm glad you're here," said Tiggerpaka absently, who had just looked up from the computer. "I need your help with something." Milne scooted closer and took Captain Nutello's vacated chair. "This-this writing, or whatever it is," said Tiggerpaka, gesturing at the screen. "Can you read it?"
"Let me take a look at it," Milne said, and she leaned in close next to Tiggerpaka, and her eyes began to dart back and forth across the screen. Tiggerpaka waited patiently, and before long, Milne looked up from the computer. She reached into a pocket on her small jacket, and withdrew a tiny camera, which she pointed at the computer. It clicked, and she looked at Tiggerpaka again.
"I'll need to give this to Captain Nutello. She can probably decode this," Milne said, pointing at the screen with one paw. "It's some sort of code." Tiggerpaka smiled.
"Leave it to TireBlade to write his code," he snorted. "Or maybe just one of his minions. Probably not. They are so incompetent..." While Tiggerpaka went rambling on about TireBlade, Milne slipped out of the room and padded down the hall.

A while later, while Tiggerpaka was munching happily on grubs and dip in the common room, Milne trotted in with a scroll in her paw.
"She did it!" she said happily. "Nutello cracked the code!" Tiggerpaka took the scroll from Milne's outstretched paw, opened it, and began to read the writing on the scroll aloud.

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Author's note:
Hmm....mysterious!

Chapter 1

The bushes rustled as a wolf poked her happy head out of it. She stood up and began to walk, holding some sort of disc in her paws. "Alrigh-igh-ight!" she said triumphantly, giving herself a high-paw, "Tiggerpaka's gonna be so pleased when he sees I've brought him whatever...this...thing is." She examined it as she walked along. "Oh, whatever. I found it on TireBlade's territory, it must be worth something!" 

The wolf then trotted over to a payphone. She stepped inside and pressed a button. Like an elevator, the floor began moving down, and she went down with it. The wolf was trapped in darkness for a while, then light came and she was underground. The place was pretty empty. The wolf stepped out from the elevator and began walking down the hall. She jumped though, as some meerkat pups ran by, laughing. They weaved between her legs and ran off down the hall. "Hey, watch it!" the wolf called, yet the pups ignored her. "Tiggerpaka's pups..." the wolf muttered.

It was then that another wolf walked by, who shape-shifted into a land squid, then back into a wolf. "Hello, Captain Nutello," said the wolf. "What have you got there? Must be useful, after all, you are the intelligence officer 'round here."

"I have no clue," Nutello laughed, "but I found it on TireBlade's territory! I avoided the mines, snuck into his base, got this disc and brought it here. It's gotta be useful." Nutello poked her finger in the hole in the center. "Well, whatever. I'll see you around, Admiral Wolfward!" Nutello saluted and walked down the hall.

It was then that some smoke appeared, startling Nutello. Yet another wolf stood there (what's with all of the wolves, anyway?!), looking around. 

"Nutello? Is that you?" she asked, poking Nutello. "Ah, it is you! You've been to TireBlade's base, I hear. Very brave indeed! He's got mines everywhere. I can see why Emperor Tiggerpaka made you the Intelligence Officer!"

"Thank you, Eagle Eye," Nutello nodded, and she resumed walking down the hall. Eagle Eye disappeared in another cloud of smoke. Nutello made a stop at a locker, put in the combination and opened it. Inside was a gray backpack. Nutello ruffled through it and picked out a rat, who twitched her whiskers. "I'm back, Dazzle! Sorry I had to put you in the locker. But I didn't want Puff stepping on you. Or putting you in his mouth." Dazzle rolled her eyes, and Nutello put the rat on her shoulder. She then closed the locker and walked down the hall again.

At the very end of the hall was a huge door with spikes surrounding it, and a death sign on the door. Nutello stepped on the flowery welcome mat in front of it. There was a pad at the side of the door, and a voice spoke from it. "To enter the lair of Tiggerpaka the Great, Emperor of the Bloggosphere's room, please place paw, flipper, or whatever you have, on this pad." Nutello did so, and it scanned her paw. "Accepted. Welcome, Captain Nutello."

The doors slid open and inside was huge. There was a big map of the world, with several dots in places. Surroudning that map was a few tiny computers, showing hidden cameras outside and in the halls of the base. There was a large table with many, many seats around it. At the end of the table was a huge, ginormous chair with its back turned to the entrance. Nutello began to approach, hearing a voice come from the chair. "No, no, no! Cookie, I requested a grub-filled Reese Cup, not a peanut-filled Reese Cup! Go fix this!" A husky rushed off and ran out of the room. Nutello looked after her.

"Tiggerpaka, sir?" Nutello said.

That was when the chair slowly, ever so slowly, spun around. Sitting in a booster seat on it was a small meerkat, looking at Nutello. "Yes, Captain Nutello!"

Nutello bowed to show respect, then proceeded in walking towards Tiggerpaka. "Sir, I have found something useful on TireBlade's territory! I also managed to map out his minefield surrounding his base. The base is huge, but obviously no match for us!"

"Fool!" Tiggerpaka exclaimed, "it is Eagle Eye's job to spy, not yours, you're Intelligence Officer!"

"Can Eagle Eye map out a minefield?" Nutello said.

"Possibly not..." Tiggerpaka shrugged.

"Case in point," Nutello nodded, handing Tiggerpaka the disc. "This is what I found."

Tiggerpaka put his finger through the hole in the center of the disc. "Is it a ring?"

"No!" Nutello exclaimed, "it's a video tape of some sort, I'm sure. Let's put it in the computer."

Author's Note:
Thank you, Tiggerpaka, for the author invite! 8D

Prologue

It was a dark and stormy night. The wind howled and moaned, and the rain pounded against the top of the hill. Trees swayed from side to side, and tender grass stalks were flattened by the fierce gale. A rock atop the hill was rattling and shaking in the wind. However, under the rock, in the secret cave in the hill, all was quiet and calm. In one of the rooms, a cat lay on a soft rug, curled up and fast asleep in front of a cutting board and knife. In another, animals of all sorts were snoozing gently on bunk beds, wrapped in blankets. However, in a third room, where the fire burned low, and the candle flames had been snuffed out. Two figures sat in large armchairs by the glowing coals in the fireplace, conversing in low voices.
"Yes, but the question is, how?" said the meerkat, who was clutching the arms of the chair very tightly.
"We must proceed with caution," said the arctic wolf quietly. "No attempts must be made before the Quidditch World Cup. It would be too risky."
The meerkat nodded slowly. "I agree," he said, "but still, some action must be taken, and quickly. Otherwise, he will soon work to tear down our stable army."
"I think that we must-" began the arctic wolf, but was interrupted by a loud knocking on the door.
"Enter!" commanded the meerkat. The door opened, and a turtle walked in, with a large tray upon his back.
"Dinner for you, Mr. Tiggerpaka sir, and for you, General Hedley sir," said the turtle in a slow, deep voice.
"Thank you, Weatherby," said Tiggerpaka absently. He lifted the tray off of the turtle and set in on the table in front of the fire. The turtle bowed his head down low, and turned and slowly walked out of the room. Tiggerpaka took the teapot off of the tray and poured some amber liquid into a cup. He took a sip of it, and smacked his lips together. "Ahh. I love this grub cordial Weatherby makes," he said. General Hedley nodded and selected a jam tart from the platter. Tiggerpaka took another drink from his cup, set it down, and withdrew a tightly bound scroll from one of the cushions of the armchair. He unfurled it and spread it out on the table. General Hedley gaped at him.
"How did you get that?" he asked in amazement. "That's one of the Scumulos Scrolls! Those scrolls are under heavy military protection, they are."
Tiggerpaka smirked. "The security guards were out with a simple tap from my Stun Stick, and those lasers are absolutely pathetic. It just took one of those S-Ray Gun that Captain Nutello developed to shatter the beams," he said contemptuously. "Those humans are just plain stupid."
General Hedley nodded, and together with Tiggerpaka, he leaned over to read the strange writing on the scroll.

Attention Tribulators!

That would be my new authors who are paying Tribute to ME!

Here is our goal.....I think instead of one long boring story (like the original TFEOB) each one of your posts should just be a short story  of one of my great adventures!  Feel free to do a little truth bending (as I am the Last of the Great Truth Benders!)  to create a powerful, uplifting and awe inspiring tribute to me!

Ok, now who will be first to Tribulate me?

Invites are Sent!

I apologize for the delay..........I was so busy hunting down and humiliating Tireblade that I had not checked my email until now!  

So!  Invites are sent---Now Get to Work!!

Meerkat Missions for Minions

1. Nota Bene / Bluefall is assigned to find appropriate music for this blog---you may comment the song you think will honor me the greatest, something powerful and uplifting and awe inspiring

2.  Milne / VMS is assigned the prologue, something powerful and uplifting and awe inspiring--AND should start with the words, "It was a dark and stormy night"

3. Nutello / Mistakaroo is assigned to marketing / advertising---the design should be powerful, uplifting and awe inspiring

4. Wolfward / Jenny 7 is assigned to make the banner---it should feature ME in a way that is powerful, uplifting and awe inspiring

5. Hedley / Ilovemypets8  is assigned to create the Character Sign Ups Page---be sure the introduction is powerful, uplifting and awe inspiring

6.  Anonsi / Sirius Altinok is assigned to blog design---side bar pictures etc, be sure to make this blog look powerful, uplifting and awe inspiring

7. Maximumridefuels: your assignments will come soon, after you have completed Minion training !

8. RoseyIcey Wolf---I do not see you on my Minion list so your job is to read this blog and feel empowered, uplifted and awe inspired!

**AHEM**

I am awaiting YOUR email address so I can make you an author for this Blog to Tribulate Moi!
(yes, I am multi-lingual)

My Story Blog Advisors at Work

Let's see how they're doing....

Romance???

With a Platypus???

Heebie Jeebies!!

Oh!  Wait!

Yes, this is More Like It!!!

BUT I'M NOT A GIRL !!!!!

Hmmmmmm....Now We're Getting Somewhere!

Under Construction !!!!

Come Back Later!!