"Mini-cement launcher - deploy!" The crim looked around to see who was talking, and saw a considerably large sized blob of cement headed his way. He began to run off, and the blob hit the wall, solidifying almost immediately. When Sam and Jake looked to see where he went, he was gone. He did however, drop the wallet, which Sam gave back to it's rightful owner. "It's a pity, because you almost got him" sympathised Sam. "Well, he must have heard me coming." "Why do you say 'deploy' anyway?" asked Sam "It's a forcive habit. Sorry." apologised Jake. "No, don't be. I myself have to fight the urge to say something like 'Suck on this, you slippery crims!' when I engage in mindless gunplay" "So, what now?" "I think we'll just drive around a bit more. If we're lucky, we might even come across another knife-point robbery to thwart." "Okay" sighed Jake, and climbed back into the DeSoto. Dimension X: The emergency buzzer went off, just as Chance had almost untangled himself. Max leapt from the cockpit, yelling "Me! Me! Me!", running around in search of the phone. Chance realised the consequences of Max answering the phone to Deputy Mayor Miss Briggs, and worked faster. Fortunately, Max had not yet found the phone. Unfortunately, he had just caught sight of a flashing red light, and had correctly guessed where the phone was. Chance leapt across the room and grabbed his glovatrix from a counter. "Net-gun - deploy!" "Wha?" asked Max, turning around to see what Chance was talking about. The net wrapped him up like a neat little parcel. The neat little parcel unwrapped itself in a few seconds, but within those few seconds in the meantime, Chance had managed to answer the phone. "Yes, Miss Briggs?" "SWAT Kats! Help! The city is under attack! They're all in City Hall!" "We'll be there right away, Miss Briggs!" Chance hung the phone up and ran to change to his alter-ego, T-Bone. Max jumped into the cockpit and waited. T-Bone climbed in. "Are you buckled up, Max?" "Yes" "Then let's go!" The twin engines of the TurboKat roared to life and the TurboKat sped along the narrow corridor that lead to the outside door. The door didn't slide open. "Max, push the button!" "Button? Which one?" "The one that opens the door!" "One door, being opened!" called Max as he hit the missile launch button. "Mother said ther'd always be days like this" said T-Bone. The blast blew the door open, and the TurboKat flew out. Then the TurboKat landed so that T-Bone could cover the hole with debris, disguising it as a junk pile. The TurboKat took off again. Destination: City Hall. Dimension N: "I'm afraid that I'm not in my dimention at the moment, but if you'd like to leave a message at the tone, I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you! *Beep!*" Dimension Y: There were no more knife-point robberies, so they drove back home again. Jake got bored sitting around in the office, and decided to go down and work on the Desoto. "Wow! Now THIS is a task!" commented Jake, looking at the workings of the squad car. "I think that we've been running over too many things recently. Most of these parts are ones that got stuck there. For instance, that bit of metal there looks like a piece of the parked motorbike I hit yesterday." "Oh" said Jake. "Spanner" he added. Dimension X: "Max, I've got a blip on the radar. It looks like some kind of plane or something, but it's not an Enforcer one. Put the helmet on." Max did so. "Here it comes. Be ready for anything. And don't look around while firing if you've got the helmet on." "Rightio, T-Bone!" "So, SWAT Kats" the Metallikats' voices came across the radio, "you've decided to try and protect the town from us. Bad move. Molly, fire a warning shot - right at them!" "Blast' em, Max" said T-Bone. "OK!" "Max?" asked Mac. "Was he talking to me?" "DEATH from above! Aaaiee!" shouted Max, stabbing at all of the buttons on his control panel, unleashing the entire arsenal of weapons upon the craft at once. The Mettalikats took the fury of the attack and crashed into an abandoned lot below. "Well, that's them done. It's also our missiles done. Max, since you can't fire any more missiles, you're no good as a gunner to me. You can take the Cyclotron to City Hall. I'll take the TurboKat and meet you there. Ok?" "Yay!" The small Cyclotron shot out of the TurboKat. It landed on an empty road and Max sped off. About 5 minutes later, Max used the radio to talk to T-Bone. "Um, T-Bone? Where's City Hall?" "Oh, great." muttered T-Bone and looked at the radar. "Take the next left, then go in the third right and continue straight. You can't miss it". "Okay, I won't miss. Mega-Laser - armed! Automatic Targeting System - Enabled!" "No!" Panic swept into T-Bone's voice. "I meant you won't miss it in the sense of going past it and-!" "Relax, T-Bone! I was just joking. What sort of uncouth beast do you take me for?" "The one that you are?" "Ooh, that was low. Good one, pal!" Max then added - "I'm at City Hall now." "That was quick. I should be with you in about 2 minutes. I'm trying to find a place to land. Wait for me." "Okay" replied Max, and went inside. Dimension Y: "Is that what I think it is?" asked Jake, pointing to the carborator. "Uhmm..yep. If you think it's a mangled shopping trolley, which it is" "May I ask how a shopping trolley came to be wedged inside the carborator?" "Max thought that there was a drive-through supermarket once" "There's no such thing as a drive-through supermarket" "We found out" replied Sam, "the hard way." Jake shaked his head and got back to work. If you don't want answers, then don't ask questions. Dimension X: T-Bone arrived at the entrance of City Hall. The Cyclotron was parked there, but Max wasn't not. "Krud" he muttered, and walked in. He had hardly walked 10 metres or so when he distinctly heard Dr Viper's voice coming from a certain room. T-Bone checked his glovatrix and burst into the room. He found Dr Viper, alright. He had Max at arms length and was holding him up. In his other hand has a testtube containing some chemical. "SSSWAT Kat!" called Dr Viper. "Hey! Leave my partner alone! Max, are you okay?" "SSSS! Ssso Max here isss your partner, eh? Ha ha ha ha!" "Dr Viper?? Are you telling me that this guy is a doctor?" said the incredulous Max. "Yessss, I'm Dr Viper!" "I don't see any diploma's around. I don't think you're a doctor at all!" "Drop him, Viper!" commanded T-Bone, pointing his glovatrix. "Oh, you won't ssshoot me, SSSSWAT Kat. You might hit your little friend here. SSSsss!" "What about your Hippocratic Oath, 'Doctor'? What about your legal responsibility for the goodwill of the patient?" pressed Max. "Quiet, rabbit! Look here, SSSWAT Kat, I've got some Katalyst 37 and I'm going to use it to change your friend here's DNA! SSSS!" "I don't have any DNA. I think I'm considered a mineral" "Ssssilence! Ssssoon you sshall be a hideousss mutation, who will do my evil deedss and help me conquer the city!" And with that, Dr Viper poured half of it on Max's head. Nothing happened. Dr Viper poured the rest on. "Change! Mutate! Become evil!" Max remained normal, or rather, as normal as he had been previously. Dr Viper dropped Max, realising that he was useless in his plan. T-Bone took advantage of the opportunity to fire a net at Dr Viper, and tied him up. Dr Viper lay there, hissing passively. "We got him! Now, Max, you wait here while I go-" Where was Max? T-Bone went off in search of the hyperkinetic rabbity-type thing, leaving Dr Viper to wonder if he really WAS a doctor... Dimension Y: The Desoto ran like a dream, and much better than it had before. It was being used at the moment in a high-speed car journey, however, so neither Sam or Razor (he had changed back into his SWAT Kat suit) commented on this, as they had other things on their minds. "Where are they?" asked Razor, now the official navigator. Razor was never much for driving or steering. "They should be near High and 12th" said Sam. "Take the next left, and then the third right. Continue straight along and you can't miss it" "Right, little buddy. How do you think we should deal with the situation when we get there?" "I'll use my grappling hook to go up the outside of the building, you use the inside stairs to get up there. We'll have to meet on the 30th floor, as that's the highest secure level. And make sure no-one is smoking in there - a single spark can ruin everything. Your firing pin in your gun creates sparks also, so no gunfire." "Okay." said Sam. He then noticed that the car wasn't making sounds as though some type of animal was trapped under the hood, and trying to kick and buck it's way out. "By the way, the DeSoto runs pretty smoothly today, thanks to you." "Well, that's my job. Back at home, I'm a mechanic." "Just as well as you didn't bill me. You should have seen what Max did to the last mechanic who did." replied Sam, wondering what Max was up to right now... Dimension X: T-Bone distinctly heard Dark Kat's voice coming from a nearby room. He checked his glovatrix and burst in, as he did before. Dark Kat stood there, holding Max up by his ears. "Not again!" thought T-Bone. "Hello there, SWAT Kat" "Leave Max alone. Put him down!" "Oh, I'll put him down, alright. If you don't get me the legal documents of ownership of the city within 10 seconds, I'll drop your bunny friend here into this nuclear reactor." He gestured at a small nuclear reactor which Max was dangling above. "What's a nuclear reactor doing in this room of City Hall?" asked T-Bone. "Must you condone EACH plot point?" returned Max. "10" interjected Dark Kat. "Look, Dark Kat, this is City Hall; Paperwork Central. It would take at least the rest of the month to go through all of the paperwork here, and that's supposing that this document you speak of exists, which I highly doubt" "9" "You get very rational, T-Bone, when your partner is in peril, I've noticed" commented Max. "8" "What would you like me to do?" "7" "Actions speak louder than words" hinted Max. "Good lead. Hey, Dark Kat, put Max down somewhere safe, or I'll give you a taste of my glovatrix" "If you shoot me, SWAT Kat, I'll drop Max into the reactor" returned Dark Kat. "6" he added. "Any more ideas, Max?" "4" "Hey, what happened to '5'?" asked Max. "3" "No, you missed five" continued Max "I insist you restart the count- down". "2" "Say '5'! 5 exists, you know" "1" "What about fi-" Dark Kat dropped Max into the reactor. He disappeared into the bright light inside. "Dark Kat!" yelled T-Bone, and fired a rope-thingy at him. It tied him up, and T-Bone put a set of hand-cuffs on him, just to make sure. Dark Kat didn't seem to care. "Your bunny friend is dead." "No". Denial. "He is. I killed him. You saw me do it." "No!". Anger. "Tell me, SWAT Kat, how -" Max climbed out of the reactor. "Ooh!" he began "I feel all tingly, like the time I accidently locked myself in the microwave!" "What? No, it isn't possible!" began Dark Kat. Denial. "Max! I thought you were dead!" "It'd take alot more than just 50,000 degrees Celsius to kill me" "You're dead! You've got to be dead!" Anger. "Oh, it's Mister I-Don't-Know-What-5-Is. How are you?" "Max, leave the poor villian alone. We've got work to do. And this time, stay with me. The last 2 times you've run off on your own, and I've had a hostage-negotiation situation on my hands" "Ok" said Max, and began to run off. T-Bone was ready this time, and grabbed him by his ears. "Oh, no you don't. This time I'm carrying you" "Rats" said Max, and left it at that. They had barely walked another 10 metres, when they saw Hard Drive. "It's wall-to-wall baddies here!" "Oh, it's happened before" remarked Chance, casually. "Let's get him!" called Max. Hard Drive looked up, saw the two, and ran out the door. Chance gave chase to him until he reached the metal door. He touched the handle to open the door, and was thrown across the room. "Was that tingly for you too?" asked Max. "Hard Drive must be leaning on the door! He's got an electric coat, you know." "Electric, eh? I think I can handle that" said Max, and touched the door. He flew across the room and rejoined T-Bone. "Scratch THAT plan. Not to worry, though, T-Bone, as I've thought of a better one." Max walked across the room and touched the door again. "Oh, wait. We've already tried that one, haven't we?" he asked as he got up again. "Well, I've got a different one - watch this" Max stood next to the door. "Don't knock" said T-Bone. "I wasn't going to" answered Max in a hushed voice. He raised his voice to say "Gee, T-Bone, I guess we can't beat Hard Core" "Hard Drive", corrected T-Bone. " - Hard Drive, so might as well go home now." Max stomped his feet a few times, waited a moment, and touched the door. This time, T-Bone caught him in mid-flight. "I don't understand. It worked on TV.." "I've got a better plan" answered T-Bone. Dimension Y: Razor scaled the exterior of the building. It was difficult, as he had to rest on ledges whilst he reloaded the grappling hook, but it was relatively fast. The only trouble was that Sam, who was taking the stairs, knew when he had reached the 30th floor. For Razor, there was no floor numbers on the outside of the building, a feature that many architects neglect, and so he entered on the 31st floor... Razor climbed inside the window, and crept around in the darkness. He could smell acytelene thick in the air, so he placed his oxygen mask on. 'Funny, the fumes weren't meant to be THAT concentrated' he thought. He hurried along, being as quiet as possible. If the terrorists upstairs heard him - *Creak!* Razor knew that he hadn't stepped on the creaky floorboard. Who did? "Sam?" he whispered. Dimension X: For the past ten minutes, T-Bone had been rubbing Max on the nylon carpet. 1, 347 times, according to Max, and he'd know. "Do you think we're done yet?" asked T-Bone "I'm all charged up and rarin' to go!" "Then let's go" replied T-Bone, as he raised Max, carefully. He held Max in front of him, as still as he could muster, making sure that no part of him touched any other object, and conduct the static charge that they'd spent so long builing up away from them. "Now!" said Max. T-Bone leant forward and touched Max on the door. There was a distinct "Yelp!" on the other side of the door, and the door exploded. When the smoke had cleared, they walked in and found Hard Drive lying on the floor, fur blackened, jacket in shreds. "What happened?" he asked "We shorted out your jacket using nature's own form of electricity - static. It's legal and there's an abundance of it." "Quieten down, Max, you'll give the guy ideas" The idea of a villain named "Static" trying to take over MegaKat City was a daunting and frightening one, as was "The Librarian" - a man who controlled all, through his knowledge of the Dewey Decimal System: "Soon all the libraries of MegaKat City shall fall to my rule!" Dimension Y: Sam heard noises on the floor above him. "So" he thought, "the terrorists are starting to fight amoung themselves. Soon it'll be over. They'll start to re-negotiate and back-stab each other. They can work out their own petty differences, and we can just come along and sweep up the pieces. Speaking of 'we', where is Razor?" Sam walked along to the window and opened it. He looked down. Razor was not to be seen. Where was he? Sam looked up, and saw that the window on the floor above was open. Oh dear. Maybe the terrorists weren't beating themselves up, after all. Sam drew his gun and ran upstairs. The level upstairs was in complete darkness. Sam caught himself reaching for the light-switch. "Oh, great" thought Sam, "that would add to the secrecy and stealth factors - me turning the lights on" He crept on in the darkness. *Creak!* Sam spun around. A light turned on in a distant room. Sam walked towards the light.When he got to the room, he saw that Razor was chained to a pile of acetylene tanks, all bearing the caution "Danger: Highly Flammable". There was a timer attached to a box on one of the canisters. The read-out on the timer was 1:09. Sam could see that someone was sitting in a chair, arranged so that he could only see that someone was sitting there, and he didn't know who it was. "Ah, Sam of the Freelance Police. How nice of you to show up. I was expecting you. Please, have a seat." "I'll stand" said Sam, with the edge of resent clear on his voice. "Very well, sit, stand, whatever. It doesn't matter, you'll be dead in 54 seconds." "So will you" "Will I?" asked the man. A thug appeared from a corner and wheeled the man's wheelchair forward. "Do you think, Sam, that you can kill Mack Salmon?" Sam gasped. Mack Salmon, the Keyser Soze of the fish world. They'd already had one encounter, and were saved by the Rubber Pants Commandos. This time, there would be no such luck. Dimension N: "I'll fill you in on a few details. Keyser Soze is referred to in "The Usual Suspects"; a great film - watch it. Mack Salmon appears in the S&M comic "Night of the Gilded Heron-Shark". He is a fish, whose bowl is positioned on a dummy's body, seated in a wheelchair. We don't know exactly how he came to look like this but he tells S&M "You set in motion the horrible events leading to the turn of fate which resulted in the twist of destiny creating the grisly countenance you see before you!" The Rubber Pants Commandos appear in the same comic - they're sugared up babies who do unnecessary amounts of damage. And now, back to Dimension X..." Dimension X: T-Bone and Max were collecting all of the villians, so that the Enforcers could let them slip through their fingers, and they could try to take over the city next week, only to be thwarted by the SWAT Kats. They were escorting Dark Kat from the builing when he said - "You know, I've planted a bomb in the building. Not to worry, you'll find out for yourself in 4 minutes! Ha ha ha ha ha!". They put him in the squad car. "What a merry psychopath. T-Bone, do you think that he was serious about the bomb?" "I don't know. He's used bombs at least twice before...and it's a risk that we'll can't just ignore. We'll have to do running sweeps of the floors. There's 35 floors. Far too many for just us. We'll need to get some help finding the bomb" "I've got it!" exclaimed Max, and jumped onto the receptionist's desk. He grabbed the microphone and announced to everyone in the building "Hello, I'm afraid that a bomb's going to explode and level this building within 3 and a half minutes, and we need your help to help us find it. If anyone has seen some type of explosive or incendary device, could they hand it in to the front desk? Thank you." The screams of terror and stampede to get out of the building could be heard for 3 blocks. In the emergency stairwell, the Pastmaster opened the lobby door. That was the good thing about emergency stairwells - no one used them, even in emergencies. He saw the SWAT Kat and the bunny creature standing by the front desk. This was going to be easier than he thought... Dimension Y: "Gentlemen, as you both know, this floor will be completely destroyed in 26 seconds. I propose-" "You know, a single bullet would smash that bowl of yours, exposing you to the air, and subsequently kill you" "Sam, we both know that the spark made in the chamber of your gun will be enough to detonate my bomb. As I was saying, I propose that...what was I saying? I've forgotten what I was saying" "I HATE it when that happens" commented Razor. "Shut up, cat." "You know, kat's like him EAT fish when they have the chance.." "Shut up! I'm trying to remember my parting taunt!" "You'd better have a quick memory" Sam said. "Sam, get out of here" "Stay!" ordered the fish. "Get out of here" Razor said again. "I've got the situation in hand" "Shut up, cat! Stay, dog!" Sam took a few steps back. He wasn't going to leave, not just yet. Something was going on, despite the obvious... Dimension N: "What?! Why are you here?! Nothing's going on here! Quick! You have to get back to one of the other Dimensions before - !" Dimension X: There was a mind-mangling explosion of noise and light. Dimension Y: There was another mind-mangling explosion of noise and light. Dimension X: "Max?" "T-Bone?" Dimension Y: "Razor?" "Sam?" Dimension X: They were re-united at last - the only problem was that they would be killed in the imminent blast unless they did something soon. T-Bone led the initiative and summed the entire situation up into 14 words and 3 seconds. "Right" answered Razor and they ran off. Time, fate, numbers and odds were against them, but, even though they didn't know it, the Pastmaster was working for them. He'd be damned if Dark Kat would win... Dimension Y: Sam summed the situation up into 14 words and 3 seconds. Max wriggled out of the chains (he was alot smaller than Razor was, who was initially chained up) and ran for the exit. "Gangway! Wooo Wooo Chugga Chugga! Love my Good'n'Plenty!" he yelled as he ran. "I'm with you, little buddy" called Sam, and gave chase. Dimension X: The Pastmaster was a shady character, and he knew exactly where Dark Kat had planted the bomb. Of course, it would be, technically, cheating if he put the bomb in another dimension so he could finish the SWAT Kats off himself, and win, but, then again, he was, technically, a villian, and villians never played fair. He started to climb the stairs as quickly as he could. On the ground floor, T-Bone waited nervously whilst Razor hacked into the security computer. "I'm in!" he commented. "Quick, start the scan. We haven't much time!" "OK." The security scan took the longest 10 seconds of their lives. It didn't find any possible security threat. "So, is there a bomb?" "Most definitely. It's just that the scan doesn't cover the whole building. The highest secure floor is Floor 30..." Razor's voice trailed off. "Let's start from 31 upwards then. Come on!" "...Okay. Let's be extra-thorough on floor 31, though. I've had a sudden thought.." Dimension X: "The door's locked!" yelled Sam. "So's this one" called Max. "Welded, too!" "Ah, the distinguished Freelance Police" said Mack Salmon. "I don't know where that cat got off to, but as long as we've got the bunny..." 9 seconds. "What are we going to do?" asked Max. "Well, we can't use the doors, the windows or our guns. I think we're about to be blown to smithereens, Max" "Cheer up, Sam! What's the worst that could happen?" 3 seconds. "I'll be seeing you two in bunny and doggy heaven, won't I?" "Let's scream, Sam. It may be our last chance to make alot of noise. Oops, I mean second last chance." 1 second. Dimension X: There appeared to be no power on Floor 31. T-Bone and Razor activated their torches as they hurried along the floor. *Creak!* "Was that you?" asked a hushed Razor. "No, I think it came from in there" was the whispered reply. In the room in question, there indeed was something. The Pastmaster was a something. So was a bomb. The Pastmaster turned around when he saw the SWAT Kats enter. "Get away from the bomb, Pastmaster" "I'll deal with you later!" he called, and took his pocket-watch out. He made a doorway-sized vortex in a wall, picked up the bomb, and ran through it. "Wait" said Razor to the pursuing T-Bone, "Something fishy's going on. Why would the Pastmaster want to get rid of Dark Kat's bomb? Why would he see to us later, if he could have escaped now, and let the bomb do the work?" "Unless...he wants to get rid of us himself!" "Exactly. I say we wait here with our net-launchers at the ready for when he decides to grace us with his presence again." "I'm with you on that, pal" said T-Bone, as he raised his glovatrix. Dimension Y: 1 second. Still 1 second. 1 second for at least 5 seconds. "I fooled you, Freelance Police! There was no bomb! I just attached this timer to the acetylene tanks here, let some gas off so you wouldn't use your guns, made up a terrorist story and waited for you to fall into my trap! And now that you have, I'm going to make you pay for what you did to me. I've spent the last 6 months perparing for this moment and-" "Sam, what's going on?" "I don't know, but I don't like it. All this gas in the air is making it difficult to breathe, though. We'd better get out of here soon, before Fish-Face gets-" "Don't interrupt me when I'm gloating!" warned Mack Salmon. "Oooh, lookie Sam, a trans-dimentional portal opening up right before us! Let's go in it!" "Can't think of a reason not to" "Come back here! Come back here!" Sam and Max ran through the swirling portal. There was another person in the portal, too, who was running towards them. He was holding what looked like a bomb or something. "One side, mortals!" he called. Max, who was too busy watching the swirling walls and trying to be portal sick, wasn't paying any attention. He crashed into the Pastmaster, and they ended up in a heap on the ground. "Out of my way!" he yelled, picking up the bomb and running on. "Ooh, look, Sam, he dropped his watch! Can I keep it?" "Well, we do know who it belongs to, but he wasn't polite to us. I say 'Finders keepers'." "Yay! Now let's get out of here, before he comes back and tries to reclaim what's rightfully his!" They ran on and emerged in - Dimension X: Razor was the first one to fire, snagging Sam and tripping him over. T-Bone tried to fire at Max, but ended up dry-firing as he had used all of his nets on the villians earlier. Max tripped over Sam, sending the watch flying in the air. Razor caught it, instinctively, and accidently fired a burst from it, narrowly missing Max and closing the portal. They all remained silent for a few seconds. "Well" said Sam, getting up on one elbow, "that went rather conveniently." Dimension Y: There was a mind-mangling explosion of noise and light, but for real this time. Dimension X: The four stood on the stage of the karaoke bar. As the introduction to "It's Not Unusual" played, they each did 'their own thing'. "It's not un-us-ual to wanna be loved, by any-one" sung Sam. "It's not un-us-ual to be loved" crooned Razor. "Because when you waake, in the niiight" led T-Bone. "Alll aloone-" continued Max "It's not un-us-ual to be loved" they all finished. They got off the stage to exceptional applause. "That was great!" commented T-Bone. "Sure was. We'll have to sing karaoke together more often" agreed Sam. "Well, now I've got this neat watch, we can!" "Oh, yes, Max. I wanted to talk to you about that" said Razor. "You see, we think that it would be safer if it was kept in a museum, rather than have you slice holes through the fabric of time and change history as we know it. No offence." "Oh, don't worry about it - it kept crummy time anyway" said Max, and handed the watch over without a second thought. "And for being such a brave rodent -" "I'm a lagomorph, T-Bone, look it up." "Well, for being such a good and brave lagomorph, me and Razor have a present for you. It's a trans-dimentional radio. Now we can talk whenever we want!" "Ooh, nifty! I hope you two didn't go to too much trouble." "Oh, heck no." said Razor "I built them years ago, but I never found a case where they could come in useful." "Gee, thanks!" said Sam. "But we'd best be getting along now. Do you think that we've seen the end of those two villians?" "Well, rumour has it that the Pastmaster keeps a wrist-watch too, to use in emergencies. I don't think we've seen the last of either of them" "Not to worry! We can trap them like ring-tailed wallabies again next time!" piped Max. "A rat. Trap them like a rat, idiot" commented Sam. T-Bone used the watch to open the portal. "Goodbye T-Bone. I'll miss you" called Max. "I'll miss you too, Max. Don't try to fix anything, promise?" "I promise" said Max, crossing his fingers. "Thanks for all of your help, Razor. Especially on the Desoto" "Oh, forget it. It's been great. And thank Flint Paper for me, will you?" "Sure thing" Sam and Max, Freelance Police, walked into the portal. "The light. Walk to the light, Sam. Come in to the light! Hello, grand-mother" "Take it easy, little pal." Sam advised, and the portal closed. "I'm going to miss them" said T-Bone. "Yeah, they were great. Still, we've got the radio, and the museum curateur might even let us borrow the watch on the odd occasion. As for now, though, I feel like doing some more karaoke. What do you say?" "I'm with you, partner!" And they sung their way through the night, as does frequently happens in these types of endings. The End (for now...) End note: Okay, so the ending was kind of corny and stuff, but I felt I needed a kind of touching one, and "It's Not Unusual" was going through my head. It would make a great scene, you have to admit though, all 4 of them doing a song together. For those of you who didn't like this, I'm sorry, but I'm not used to this style of writing (in the past I've only used the "FAQ Kats" narrative technique), and I cut quite a few scenes from this, anyway, such as Max riding missiles in a dogfight and Razor free-falling from the top of a particular sky-scraper... I'd like to thank my friends and all of the people who bothered to come this far into the story. Your patience and persistence (as well as all the other words beginning with 'p') is greatly appreciated. "Don't toy with my cranial chamber, man!" - Gorky, WSK. Coming soon: "Xena Briggs: Warrior Deputy-Mayor"