Krusher: “Any luck, Ms?”
Ms. Demeanor: “Nope, nothing. That bow has got to be around here somewhere.”
Turbo: “Keep looking. Hopefully by the time we find it, the bow will be in one piece or else the Boss will render us in many pieces by the time he’s through with us.”
Looking around, Berserko notices an old newspaper dated about 3 days ago.
Berserko: “Hey, what’s this?
Berserko picks up the paper from the ground and looks at it to see an article about a new bank that’s opening up for business.
Berserko: “Cool! Hey guys! Wanna see what I just picked up?”
Turbo: “What did you find, Berserko?”
Ms Demeanor: “That bow, I hope.”
Berserko: “Nope. Better. I found this yesterday’s newspaper on the ground that’s got an article about a new bank opening across from that one building that’s gonna have some new music store movin’ into or somethin’. Say. Wanna go there and come out a million dollars richer?”
Ms Demeanor: “Later, Berserko. We gotta find that violin bow for your uncle or else we’ll be forced to face the music of The Punisher.”
Berserko: “The Punisher?! Yikes!! He’ll fill our bodies with holes so bad that we’ll become like Swiss cheese!”
Ms. Demeanor: “Would you cut it out, Berserko. I was referring to your uncle, The Big Boss, and his rifle cane. Now drop that paper and help us find that bow or I’ll bring my own version of punishment down on you! Crime’s A-wasting here!”
Meanwhile, Krusher wanders near the music store, which is now closed for the day, and peeps through the window to look at the instruments dotting the window display.
Krusher: “Boy. This place sure got a lot of instruments in here. Drums, guitars, horns, flutes and even violins, too. But there’s no bows found next to them. Gee. I wonder where could that one bow be?”
Krusher gaze about until he looks up and sees a bow sitting on the shelf where the violin used to be.
Krusher: “Hey! That’s gotta be that bow to the violin we’re looking for. *turns towards his pals* Hey, guys! I found it!”
Turbo: “You found it, Krusher?”
Krusher: “Yeah! It’s right here! Come on over and I’ll show you where it’s at.”
At once, the three crooks ran up to Krusher who points to where the bow is at.
Ms Demeanor: “There it is, boys. The music store guy must’ve found it and brought it back in.”
Berserko: “Way to go, Krusher! Now all we have to do bust inside and get it.”
Turbo: “If we can get inside that place again. The door’s all nailed shut by a bunch of boards and has police tape all around it.”
Ms Demeanor: “No problem. *grabs the door, rips it off the doorway, and toss it aside* Ta Da! Open for business.”
The crooks walks in and approaches the counter.
Ms Demeanor: “I’ll get the bow.”
With that Ms Demeanor walks around the counter and takes the bow from the shelf.
Ms Demeanor: *handing the bow over to Turbo* “Ha ha! The boss is gonna be a-screechin’ away at that old violin to the tune of Mozart.”
Berserko: “Yeah. I can hear him now. *starts dancing about while imitating himself playing a violin* eeeee eeeeee eeeeee eeee eeeeee eeeeeeee eeeee eeee eeee eeeeeeeeee eeeeeee…”
“Click” goes the floor burglar alarm trigger!
Krusher: “Nice going, pinhead! You’ve just waltz yer way into getting us busted by the C.O.P.S.”
Turbo: “Let’s beat it!”
Instantly the crooks hightail it out of the store and speed away in their roadsters. Seconds later at the 647th precinct, the crime alarm suddenly goes off.
Hardtop: “The alarm!”
LongArm: *looking at the digital map* “Melody Tunes Music Store is being robbed.”
LongArm: “No time for questions, pal. Let’s move!”
Down the tubes Hardtop and LongArm went. Into the vehicles and off they go with sirens screaming in the air to the music store.
But along the way, coming up on the same lane the C.O.P.S. are on are the 4 crooks in their roadsters speeding on a direct collision course for LongArm and Hardtop.
LongArm: “YEOW! LOOK OUT!”
Ms. Demeanor: “WHOA! SLAM THE BREAKS, TURBO!!”
Both vehicles screeched to a halt just within several inches of each other.
Ms. Demeanor: “It’s the C.O.P.S.!”
Hardtop: “That’s got to be the thieves who stole the violin a while ago. And look! One of them has a violin bow in his hand.”
LongArm: “They won’t be giving out any concert performances once they’re behind bars. *calling out on the car speaker* Freeze! We’re C.O.P.S. and you’re under arrest!”
Krusher: “Try and catch us first, C.O.P.S.! Hit the gas, Turbo!”
Turbo instantly steps on the gas pedal and around the crooks turned to head down the opposite lane of the road and make a speedy get away.
Krusher: “Come and get us, C.O.P.S.! Hee Hee Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!”
LongArm: “They’re speeding away. Let’s get ’em!”
At once, Hardtop steps on the pedal and off they go in hot pursuit of the 4 crooks.
*to be continued*