The Latest Breakthrough

Torrential rains pour down on you, bearing such force that you are blinded.

"I'm really sorry," moans Fred. "I don't know what I was thinking, saying that in a low-budget cartoon."

You smile in what you assume to be Fred's direction. "It's not your fault," you say with fangs clenched. "Until we confront you-know-who, this only is going to get worse." Then, with monster-truck force, you break through the wall of the executive office belonging to Dr. Lengths. Fred applauds the move.

"How on Earth did you find me?" shrieks Dr. Lengths.

"This is a cartoon, silly," you answer. "Does it really matter?"

Written by Joey Liverwurst (edited by phaedrus)

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