The Greatest Story Ever Told----In Order

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.


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."

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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