After NJPW Was over he was heading to his room while they turn on to cartoons and some went to bed. As Charles talking his clothing off, then decide call Bernard. Then he answer it.  
 
Bernard: Hello
 
Charles: Hay Bernard it me Charles.  
 
Bernard: Oh Hay Charles and How Gadget doing?
 
Charles; She doing fine Nando is watching her.  
 
Bernard: Oh. Well what on your mind?
 
Charles: I need Records or any data on Chip Mapplewood. I want to know what lead him to this Dark path he is on.  
 
Bernard: Oh that. Well We do have something on Chip. That lead him to this path. Since we warn him 5 Times if he keep going this way. I will send you the Data on Chip by tomorrow and you can find out what happen. Because I think something happen between him and Fat Cat. Lead him to this path.  
 
Charles: So you think there a connection there?  
 
Bernard: Yea since I became Leader of RHS. The Previous leader hide that one dark part. Between Chip and Fat Cat. I think Fat Cat know what going on with Chip.  
 
Charles: Ok I will Read the Data. Thanks for giving this info.  
 
Bernard: Your welcome old friend.
 
Charles: Also do me a favor Bernard.  
 
Bernard: Yea?
 
Charles: Keep a eye on my wife and Gadget Sister Widget and my son for me.  
 
Bernard: Will do. Bye  
 
Charles: Bye  
 
*Then Charles hang up his cell phone as he went to bed and then began to jacking off to sleep*

Waiting for Charles is a Folder with an encrypted DVD ROM of the Video/Audio files from CDRR’s offices’ security system.  
C = Chip | D = Dale | G = Gadget | M = Monterey Jack | Z = Zipper | T = Tammy | Others labeled as noted.
 

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File 0001: Chip & Dale in Chip’s office
 
(Sound of a folder being thrown onto a desk)
C: You believe this? Fat Cat is being released from prison on a technicality! He’s supposed have served 20 years! Not 3 weeks!
 
D: Well, you know we did our job.
 
C: That’s not the point! This is the fifth time we had him arrested, he was tried and sentenced for a long time in prison and he is let go before the end of the month!
 
D: He has a good lawyer. You know. With a good lawyer, you can beat anything!
 
C: ARGH!!!!
 

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File 0002: Chip & Dale in Chip’s office
 
(Sound of a folder being thrown onto a desk)
C: You believe this? Rat Capone is being released from prison on a technicality! He’s supposed have served 45 years! Not 3 weeks!
 
D: Well, you know we did our job.
 
C: That’s not the point! This is the fourth time we had him arrested, he was tried and sentenced for a long time in prison and he is let go before the end of the month! Just like Fat Cat!
 
D: He has a good lawyer. You know. With a good lawyer, you can beat anything!
 
C: ARGH!!!!
 

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File 0014: Chip & Dale in Fat Cat’s office
(FC = Fat Cat)
 
FC: So what brings Rescue Morons to my place of business?
 
C: I’ll get down to the point, you have been arrested, tried and sentence many times and yet you get out. I want to know how and why.
 
FC: Please. And tell you the secret of my enterprise? You’re joking!
 
C: Enterprise...
 
FC: I ain’t talking about the Star Ship!
 
C: Seriously though. How do you do it? There has to be a better way than scrimping and scraping on rescues people do not pay us for and awards we do not get!
 
FC: So that’s it... Rescue business is a bust, ain’t? Well, let me tell you this. Stop giving away your services. That is your problem. Somebody comes to you wanting rescue service, you tell them up front how much it will cost to get it done. That’s how private eyes do it. That’s how body guards do it. All this load of poo about awards and rewards – what are you, still in grade school waiting for your teacher to put a gold star on your worksheet?!! No. You are grown men. You need money, not awards. Awards you get after you get recognized for your work you done by establishing a business and consistently doing that business and having satisfied customers.
 
C: I see.
 
FC: And do not offer a money back guarantee. You are offering a service, not selling used furniture. If you offer money back guarantees on services, then you would never get paid for the work you do. They pay for the service, you do the service and then they come back demanding a refund because they are not satisfied with how it turned out. You lose your money. It is not your fault as to how it turned out, it is how the dice were played. For example, you are paid to rescue somebody who was kidnapped, you find them in bad condition because of how their kidnappers treated them. You rescue them and reunite them with their family. They are badly hurt or even die from their injuries. Those who paid you blame you for what happens and demands their money back. But that is not your fault, why should you pay? See where I am coming from?
 
C: I do...
 
FC: Good.  Enough with the free advice, as I am a business person and business is my reason of being. Now what do you want, as it is going to cost you money to get it.
 
C: I thank you’re your advice then. Come on Dale, we got a lot to do.
 

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File 0017: Chip & Dale in Rat Capone’s office
(RC = Rat Capone)
 
RC: Well, well... if it isn’t the Moron Rangers...
 
C: We are just here for some insight.
 
RC: what kind of insight?
 
C: You and your men have been arrested several times, tried and sent to prison but then are released. What’s your secret?
 
RC: Talk with my lawyer.
 
C: If it were that easy, I would. No, I’m seeking what is making you successful in what you do. I’m not talking about it being legal or illegal, that is for lawyers to argue in court.
 
RC: Hmpf! Anyone successful in business do not share the secrets of their success. But simply put, you make a business to fill a service that is needed and you charge accordingly. But let me tell you this – your rescue business will never be successful if you continue to clash with other businesses. We are here to make money, not to eliminate the competition because competition brings in the customers. For example – you Rescue Morons need transportation to do a rescue. Instead of going against us and wreck our transportation services, use us – pay us for the service of transporting you to the rescue and you add that cost to your Rescue Service. You make money, we make money, everyone is happy. Nothing wrong in making money. See where I am coming from?
 
C: I do.
 
RC: Good. Now I expect payment for my services upfront, what do you want or need?
 
C: Oh nothing for now. But when we need your services, we will be calling. Come on Dale! We got a lot of work to do!
 

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File 0021: Acorn Café: Tammy Return from Italy.
 
The Café's front door bursts open and a red-haired squirrel comes running in heading right for the table around which the Rescue Rangers are sitting.
 
Tammy: So here's where you are! Well, at least you left a note!
 
Rangers: Tammy! Nice to see you back!
 
Gadget: Come on, sit down with us.
 
Foxglove: Wait, Something's wrong. Her heart rate is not falling, although she isn't running anymore.
 
AI Bat (CCC): Do you have built-in medical sensors, too?
 
Foxglove: No, but I'm a bat, and I've got a good hearing.
 
Chip (having a hunch that a big case is coming up,): Alright, Tammy, what's up that you came back all the way from Italy to see us?
 
Tammy tells the Rangers the entire story, at least all she knows, from her family's leaving to Italy to the attack to her return, partly under tears.
 
Fernando: Bink must have been injured pretty badly, to say the least, but anyway, she won't stay in hospital forever.
 
Chip: Someone should be there and take care of her when she leaves the hospital. Not only because she's a little girl and an orphan now, but also because we don't know anything about the attack and why it happened. Maybe they're after her, too.
 
Monty: Bonzer idea, mate! I 'aven't been t' Italy ferever, 'aven't tasted their fine cheeses...
 
Within a few seconds, the table is surrounded by quite a lot of Rangerphiles who want to volunteer.
 
CCC: "I have found record of fourteen patients with descriptions that could be a match for Bink. Nine of these were released back to their families... of the other five, four are on record as having at least one surviving parent. The last one has a 72.95% chance of being Bink - she was released from hospital into... the Social Welfare Agency. I have the address of their head office. I could email them with a query, if you'd like.
 
Chip: "I don't think so. I think it would be far better if we went there to visit Bink in person. Less impersonal."
 
Tammy: "That is correct. Because I couldn't get anywhere dealing with the staff at the National Hospital in Italy, I had to steal a copy of Bink's hospital records. Bink did sustain a lot of injury but she was given artificial muscle tissue and some other cybernetic implants. The record does show that she was discharged to the Social Welfare Agency. When I got there, instead of a normal orphanage like I'd expected, I found a heavily guarded compound. I went to the guard at the front gate, I told him I was looking for Bink and that I am her sister. The guard immediately responds by saying there is no one here by that name. I then showed the cat my copy of Bink's hospital records, pointing out that she was discharged to this place. The cat was then at a loss for words so he gets on the phone. He explains to the person on the other end of the line what I showed him. He pauses then says to the person on the line, 'I see, so what do I tell her?' He pauses again and tells me that the hospital record I have is incorrect. The guy was so transparent I didn't buy it for a minute. I walked away until I was out of the guard's sight and approached the grounds another way, as I got closer I heard some rapid shooting. I also saw what appeared to be an out door shooting range. If it was an archery range, I could understand that. Even summer camps teach kids archery. I went in for a closer look but I was nabbed by several guards. As they were dragging me away, I yelled, 'My sister's in there.' 'You're trespassing' they responded and then threatened me 'Trespass again and we will have you in jail.' I then went to the Italian branch of the International Rescue Aid Society. I could read in their faces that something is wrong when I showed then Bink's hospital records. They then go into this long explanation of Italian bureaucracy and how they can't get her out through official channels. Then I told then 'This is the IRAS, rescue her.' Then they told me how taking back Bink from the Italian government without the official channels would be a diplomatic nightmare for the IRAS. I couldn't believe this. Since when are the IRAS less interested in rescuing someone than how they appear to the Italian government?"
 
Tammy (refers to Bink's hospital records laying on the table): This is tangible evidence that Bink was discharged to the Social Welfare Agency which as I pointed out looks more like a military compound than a home for children.
 
Fernando: When were you in last contact with your family?
 
Tammy: September of last year.
 
Fernando: It's June. Why come to us now?
 
Tammy: As you know, I stayed behind here in New York as Bink and my parents lived in Italy.
 
Arik This is the first time I have ever met you but I have heard so much about you. As I understand it, your mom is single. Right?
 
Tammy: Mom got remarried.
 
Arik: I see. That would explain why your sister and mom were in Italy.
 
Tammy: Exactly. When I stopped receiving calls, I called them but the line was no longer in service. I sent them many letters and when I got them back, they were marked 'return to sender.' After that I did what I could to get to Italy, figure out what's going on and get back to New York."
 
Fernando: Before we start this- What documentation do you have? You know we are going to have to research all that you have before anyone can make a move.
 
In Tammy's excitement to find help, finds that what she has brought little in terms of documentation and evidence is being challenged by Fernando. This upset her greatly.
 
JeanetteIsabelle: That’s enough Fernando, you're upsetting her.
 
Fernando: Having her upset is going to be minor if anyone of us is going to get hurt or worse in trying to find her sister.
 
Fernando then turns to Tammy.
 
Fernando: Look Girl, first we are to find every legal means of getting Bink back for you. If that fails, then we may have to resort to other means in bringing her back.
 
Tammy: Would you, really?
 
Fernando: No I wouldn't...
 
JeanetteIsabelle: Fernando!
 
Fernando: Look, Tammy... I am not making promises, but I and the others will do our best in getting Bink back. Now if you don’t mind, I got a lot of work to do to start this.
 
Fernando starts to get up to get out of the cafe, but as he does get up, JeanetteIsabelle smacks across the back of the head. Fernando looks at JeanetteIsabelle sternly through his dark glasses, as she stares at him back.
 
DOS: Meaniehead...
 
Some of those gathered around snickered. Fernando did is best to leave quietly.
 
Arik: What was that all about?
 
JeanetteIsabelle: Mostly personal issues with him.
 
Sinclair opened his mouth to ask for something, but changed his mind. Instead, he turned to Tammy.
 
Sinclar: Maybe they would not be able to do everything, but I'm not bound by political issues. If something needs doing, we do it, one way or another. Although I do not know you, the Rangers give you credibility. You have my word, I'll do anything in my power to help you.
 
Tammy: Th...thank you.
 
Sinclair: Now I'd like to know everything about Bink and your family's business in Italy. Why did they went there? What happened after that? When did you lose contact? And as complete description of that 'Welfare Agency as you can. Everything might be important."
 
**
Fernando goes to his home, miffed at the whole idea of being dragged into doing Cloak&Dagger mission again. Regardless if an innocent life is involved, certain keywords are not to his liking.
 
Hours pass into the late afternoon, Fernando returns to the cafe in his Acorn Medical Tech uniform, carrying a large folder of printed pages. He sees that everyone is still gathered around Tammy, and walks to the group. Once there he drops his folder on top of the other paperwork.
**
 
Chip: What is this?
 
Fernando: What is this? How about opening it up and reading it, peanut breathe.
 
Chip (opens the folder and goes through the papers within.): Satellite photographs? Military Operations posing as orphanages? Printed Newspaper clipping? I can’t read Italian.
 
Fernando (as he grabs the paper flips it over for Chip): Siete un tal idiot... It’s already translated into English on the flipside.
 
Chip eyes open up in awe as he skims across the translated page's headlines.
 
Chip (to himself): Blonde haired squirrely girl kills 3, wounds 1.
 
Gadget: WHAT?!!
 
Dale reaches for another newspaper article, flipping it over to the translated side.
 
Dale: Child Murderer: A New Mafia Trend?
 
Fernando: I knew this was not going to be easy. Let’s hope the others can get better intel than what I got spending a couple of hours typing on my keyboard.
 
 
Sinclair: Now I'd like to know everything about Bink and your family's business in Italy. Why did they went there? What happened after that? When did you loose contact? And as complete description of that 'Welfare Agency as you can. Everything might be important."
 
Tammy: Our step-dad is Italian. This is why he, Mom and Bink were living in Italy. As you can see here, she was operated on, replacing damaged muscle tissue with artificial muscle tissue. That in of its self is very benign. That in conjunction with her being transported to what seems like a military or research facility posing as a home for children, followed by unreal bureaucracy raises all sorts of flags."
 
Sincliar: What do you think that means?
 
Tammy (unsure of what's going on): If it wasn't for the shooting range, I would have assumed that it is a secret research facility and that Bink is being used as a guineapig. After being threatened by the guards, I did hang back to see what kind of traffic enters and leaves that facility. I saw mostly sports cars such as a Porsche and an Audi and I did see a pizza delivery van enter but not leave. When I went to the Italian branch of the IRAS, I knew they knew something they were not telling. Their reaction only heightened my suspicion that it was either a research or a military facility.
 
Sinclair: This is getting interesting... much too interesting. We need to do something. Quickly.
 
Sinclair browses the folder, taking out satellite photos, plans and searching through the articles for a pattern.
 
Sincliar: The complex is well guarded. We need to strike while they are outside. Minimum collateral damage. Assaulting the place would be a Skywalker Surprise. There are probably many Borgs inside.
 
He flips two more pages.
 
Sinclair: Hmm... The first thing to do is get more data. We need to go to Italy. Post lookouts around the complex. If it is indeed a military outpost, then we have to be careful. First priority - identify target. If Bink is indeed in there, we can proceed to complex scan. Get to know who and when comes there, who, when and where leaves.
 
Fernando reaches into his pockets and tosses several small blue booklets on the table, each with a cafe member's name on it embossed in gold.
 
Chip: And what are these?
 
Fernando: I swear- you and your nonsensical questions! What does it look like to you, fool?!! (*then to himself*) Sheesh, and I'm the one with the vision problems...
 
Chip: You still have not answered my question.
 
Fernando: Listen munk- use your freaking eye balls you have in your head. You may lead this little core group here, but you do not lead me. As for you moronic question: they are passports- for you to use to get to Italy.
 
Chip: And what is with your attitude?
 
Fernando: It is you... you believe that you can lead a little group of rodentia into a military base and rescue somebody? This is not Nimul or Fat Cat or some scientific complex holding mice in cages, but a military base filled with soldiers and agents who are shoot to kill first and ask questions later. As far as I am concerned- you and your little La-La group is way out of your league! So it best that you come with all of us, and while we are doing the rescue, you and your little girl pal here sit down and enjoy the pasta.
 
Monty (getting up and rolling his fisted sleeve): Watch what you are saying and to whom...
 
Gadget: Monty, don’t!
 
Fernando: I've been waiting for this for a very long time...
 
JeanetteIsabelle: Fernando, don’t you dare.
 
Fernando: *HMPH!*
 
Gadget: Then what do you propose?
 
Fernando: There is no way possible that we can take on a military base. But read here in the newspaper clips- where it states that she was outside of the base when this blonde haired squirrel was in town when the shootings occurred. That means that they must go out and mingle with the public. That means that we can deal with them on a one-to-one fashion. Now, let’s start planning. You, Chip- are going to need a larger jacket, since you're going to get fat eating pasta.
 
Dale: HA! HA!
 
NOTE: This is the last Mission Chip would accept for free, and only because it is somebody he knows personally and can use to boost the Ranger’s reputation as International Rescuers and begin to take on bigger and high paying missions. He also thinks that he can use Tammy as a connection to such international work because she has been there and do so for free as a friend.
 
He also thinks that he can get some reward or award fording this mission of rescuing an American Citizen from an international situation that is deemed as criminal.
 
In mid-mission he and most of the rangers leave as this mission got to be too dangerous for them and found themselves woefully unprepared for dealing with gun and bullets and those who wield them. He and the group is also woefully unprepared for the political unrest leading to terrorist acts that Italy was going through. Thus, even though he had a free ride in much of this mission, he disconnects the Rangers from the mission and stands idly by and watches from afar as to what is happening. In the end, he would try to take credit for what had transpired, only to fail when those who were there point out that he was not there.
 

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File 0187: Acorn Café: Rescuing Tammy from Italy.
 
It being 3:33 in the morning, hardly anyone was there. Fernando walks behind the alarm and reaches into a box with a mad-scientist's electrical knife switch on it. Above it in red large letters covered in dust and cobwebs "Emergency Ranger Call.", In small letters under it- "Do Not Use Unless It An Absolute Emergency.", In tiny letters under that, "This Mean You, Dale!"
 
An Air Raid Alarm howls, an old bell in the branches rings and all TV and radios in The Cafe switch to the Emergency Ranger Galactic Frequency. In minutes, the place fills up with Rangers. The Starship and Naval Captains away on patrols or missions appear on the TV screens.
 
Chip: (coming out from one of the upper floors of The Cafe residence area): Dale- if you pulled that switch again, so help me!
 
Fernando walks over to the Center of The Cafe floor, talking out loud to everyone there.
 
Fernando: People, something happened to Tammy and Bink in Italy. I need a small team to go with me check on her and give any assistance. We leave this evening.
 
 
File 0187-D: Acorn Café: Rescuing Tammy from Italy.
(3 weeks later @ Ranger HQ Residence)
 
A wrapped acorn makes its way through the mail and at the steps of the Rescue Rangers' Office. Dale picks up the package and brings it to the public meeting area.
 
Chip: What is that?
 
Dale: Looks like somebody mailed us an acorn.
 
Chip: Now who would do that?
 
Dale unwraps the acorn.
 
Chip: Where is it from?
 
Dale: It said it’s from Tammy in Italy... Ooo, its big...
 
It was big. Like any acorn they had seen before, but at least twice the size. An attached note on the side says- "Saw this, and thought about you all! Enjoy! -Tammy"
 
But there was a fine dark powder covering it. Dale wipes it with his bare hands and asks for a knife. He cuts slices from it and hands one to Chip. The dark powder covered everything.
 
Dale: "Juicy...", Dale says.
 
Chip: I don’t remember oak trees in Italy.
 
Dale: Sure they do. How else are squirrels and 'mucks live in Italy... And they have bigger acorns!
 
They start eating it. The powder gives the acorn a bit of a bitter but palatable taste. When they finished, they sit back in their chairs.
 
Dale: Too bad Gadget and Monty will never enjoy acorns like we do.
 
Chip: That’s because they are mice. They probably say the same thing about us and cheese.
 
Dale: Yeah....
 
They both lean back on their chairs and sigh. In another minute they fall back on the floor, acting weird and spastic. After a while, they start to convulse. They were found like that by Gadget and Monty, being immediately sent Dr. Aiesha's office. They were comatose when they arrived.
 
 
NOTE: File 187 is short because Chip was not interested in helping Tammy because of the last mission, though in the group’s work in reuniting Tammy with her sister, they received no rewards nor awards or payment for their services. This left a very sour taste in Chip’s mouth that he did not want to repeat again.
 
File 187 continues in section up to G. File 187-D shows how Chip and Dale ended up in the hospital and incapacitated for the length of this mission even though they were not in Italy or part of the mission. Some speculate that Chip’s turn around begins here.
 
 

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File 0246: Union Awards Ceremony
 
As far as pomp and circumstance is concerned, nothing is better than being part of an awards ceremony. The larger the better. But nothing can beat one being held at the UN, hosted by several nations, especially if it is in your honor. It took 1 month to figure out, 2 months to plan and 2 weeks to put together the grand show that it was to be.
 
In one of the many audience assembly chambers, inside the UN General Assembly Building, a crowd has been gathered for an award ceremony hosted by several nations for a tiny few. Several dignitaries gave speeches, praises and awards.
 
UN Speaker: ...First set of awards will be given by the Italian Prime Minister.
 
The audience applauds loudly as the Italian Prime Minister approaches the podium. He starts to speak when it does down.
 
Italian Prime Minister: I am here to honor those who have given of themselves to the Service of our nation. In putting an end to the shipping routes of the drug smuggling terrorists, Italy has been able to win battles in the War Against Drugs and Terrorism. The first award I have here is for military personnel of other nations who have come to Italy’s Aide in this war. The Italian Silver Medals goes to the crews of the US Mediterranean Naval Fleet, is being accepted by the commanding officers for their ships and crews they service...
 
Italian Prime Minister: There is one more name, whom without this work could not have been completed. Through hard work and sleepless nights of going over maps, data and intell that the underground routes had been discovered. It is with this discovery that made it possible to put an end to the drug shipments from outside our borders. The Silver Medal for Military Valor goes to this one person; Intelligence Naval Officer W.I. Rose.
 
The audience applauds loudly for one single name mentioned, as she walks up to the Prime Minister and accepts the award, then joins the others afterwards.
 
Italian Prime Minister: The next set of awards are for civilians who have come to serve on behalf of Italy’s aid, by volunteering their Service, time and skills. It is without them this work could not have been started, researched, and completed. For Service up and beyond the call of duty, this Medal of The Grand Official of the Order of the Republic of Italy goes the following individuals: Sinclair, Midnight Man, CCC, and Gadget Hackwrench-Maplewood of the Rescue Rangers.
 
The audience applauds loudly for one single name mentioned, as she walks up to the Prime Minister and accepts the award, then joins the others afterwards.
 
Italian Prime Minister: This next Medal of the President of the Italian Republic for continual work done to the Service of Italy by these three individuals. Along with it, they also receive honorary Italian citizenry and a monetary award of undisclosed value but enough for them to live comfortably when in our great nation. (the audience laughs momentarily, for such awards can as low as 2 million Euros): Tammy G. and her sister Bink P. Squirrel, Alex II and Hondo I. Sackett.
 
The audience applauds momentarily as they walk onto the stage to gather their awards.
 
Italian Prime Minister: Lastly, the Commendatore of the Italian Republic goes posthumously to one who has given the greatest sacrifice for service to Italy. In unifying Italian and American agencies and military operations together, Fernando G. has done more for our great nation than anyone else in recently history. Alas, he would be assassinated at the end of his work, while in celebration of his newly-wed marriage to Tammy G., proving that such work done is not a safe one to undertake. There will always be bad-guys seeking to make a name for themselves, but that did not deter him from doing the tasks needed to be done. Most notably, he sought no reward for the job, no compensation for the time, energy and money spent. As I was told, all he wanted was to have the right thing done. Fernando G. is currently buried at the South Romano Cemetery; construction is underway for a much more appropriate monument in the Cemetery of Heroes in Northern Rome for him where he will never be forgotten. Here to accept this award is his daughter: Dr. Aiesha G.
 
Italian Prime Minister: The next set of awards to be given will be from the Prime Minister of Slovenia.
 
The Italian Prime Minister walks off the stage, then followed by Aiesha, Tammy and Bink, Hondo and then the others. A few seconds later, the Slovenian Prime Minister approaches the podium.
 
Slovenian Prime Minister: Though it is through the actions of these people that our nation was attacked, it was not us who were targeted, but those evil individuals, their bases and their activities that were bombed out of existence. It is they who delved in illegal activities, immortal actions and terroristic morals who use borders to cross, hide from national authorities and disrupt peace keeping measures. In collaboration with the Italian and American governments did we manage to put a stop to this activity along the Slovenian/Italian borders. Alas, this does not put an end to the problem of international terrorism, but it sends them a message that such activities will not be taken lightly and that they cannot use borders to hide. With names like Hydra, Onyx, Triad, The Black Hand, Padania/The 5 Republics, and Al Quida, these groups believe that they can operate above the laws of nations and think they are the creators of the laws of man. It is they who are to be stopped if we are to have world peace and universal understanding, and if it weren’t for people like the ones being honored today, such evil would be more successful. I wish those who were up here did not sit down, for it is they who Slovenia is also honoring.
 
The audience applauds momentarily.
 
Slovenian Prime Minister: For military Service to Slovenia, The Order of Freedom of the Republic of Slovenia goes to the ships and crews of the American Mediterranean Fleet.
 
They all walk up to the Slovenian Prime Minister, receive their awards, and stand to where they stood before.
 
Slovenian Prime Minister: Like before, The Silver Order of Freedom of the Republic of Slovenia goes to Intelligence Naval Officer W.I. Rose, for her hard work in isolating and protecting innocent lives from which the terrorists and criminals used to hide and protect themselves from a much more larger assault. It is because of her, no innocent life was killed in the bombardment of the criminal targets. Buildings, towns and roads destroyed in this raid can be rebuilt, but lives cannot be replaced, thus I cannot say more in this on how grateful we are that in her task- no innocent lives were lost.
 
The Slovenian Prime Minister signals to Rose to receive her award. The audience gives her an ovation as she walks onto the stage and receives her award.
 
Slovenian Prime Minister: These next two are The Order for Exceptional Service and The Order for Service in the military or security field, which both goes to one who has worked hard in conjunction with our military and local police departments in this task. It goes to Alex II.
 
The audience applauds momentarily as he walks onto the stage to gather his award.
 
Slovenian Prime Minister: These next awards: The Golden Order for Service Medals for civilian, diplomatic, and military/security fields goes to those who had worked in the detective work, sorting over evidence, looking over intel, and interrogating captured criminals. It is without them this work against those terrorist elements could not have been started. They are: Tammy G. and her sister Bink P. Squirrel, and Hondo I. Sackett.
 
The audience applauds momentarily as they walk onto the stage to gather their awards, and take their place beside the Slovenian Prime Minister, opposite of the military personnel.
 
Slovenian Prime Minister: This last set of awards, The Golden Order of Freedom
of the Republic of Slovenia and The Medal for Honorable Action, goes to the one who has given the ultimate sacrifice of the cause of life, liberty and safety to Slovenia and its people. To many he is a complete unknown, a face in a crowd of faces, but his actions speaks louder than words. It is without him that none of this would have been possible, and we are deeply sadden by his loss. Like in Italy, a monument will be erected in his honor, school children will remember his name and elders will speak of him as one who fought for our service. We are a nation of several years in age, but we are a proud country. It is people like him that make one being a Slovenian proud. His daughter, Dr. Aiesha G., a medical professional in her own rite, will be accepting this award, which was just created for him: Fernando G. It is the highest honor that we can bestow.
 
Aiesha walks slowly across the stage to accept the award as the audience gives a standing ovation. She receives the award, shakes the Prime Minister’s hand and then steps over to A lone spot between the two groups; where a single spot light shone. The audience continues with its ovation for another couple of minutes.
 
Slovenian Prime Minister: The next set of awards to be given will be from the President of the United States.
 
The Slovenian Prime Minister walks off the stage, then followed by Aiesha, Tammy and Bink, Hondo and then the others. A few seconds later, the President of the Unites States approaches the podium.
 
US President: Ladies and gentlemen, it is with great honor and pleasure that I stand here in front of you to honor those who had put themselves in great risk in the Service of others. They did not go to do thinking that this would be an easy job or an earned vacation, but because they saw their fellow world citizens in trouble and sought to help them. Nor did they think about rewards for their actions. They simply saw in what they thought was wrong and made it right. To them awards do not justify the means of their hard work and determination, but rather the concern and safety of the fellow man. In this act of selflessness, they have committed themselves into action when nobody else would. We are gathered here today to pay homage and tribute to them and their heroic deeds. To the Members Mediterranean fleet, the Bronze Star Medal is to be awarded to the ships, their captains and their crews. For her work in separating civilian personnel and property from terrorist targets and thus keeping civilian casualties and collateral damage to a minimum of zero, Naval Officer W.I. Rose will receive the Humanitarian Service Medal. To our CIA Operative, Alex II, he shall receive the Distinguished Intelligence Medal. Tammy G., Bink P. Squirrel and Hondo I. Sackett will all receive the Congressional Silver Medal. Lastly these two awards, Congressional Gold Medal and the Presidential Medal of Freedom is awarded posthumously to Fernando G, given his daughter Dr. Aiesha G. This is nothing compared to the work that they had done in saving lives and dispelling evil and corruption, and have proven themselves as truly American. We should be so lucky to live out our lives within their shadows.
 
Though none of those mentioned went to get their Medals, the audience applauds as the president leaves the podium. The UN Council speaker then approaches the podium, and waits for the applauds to subside.
 
UN Speaker: Furthermore, though not a sanctioned UN mission, The United Nations have decree recognition of honor for his Service and will bestow the family of Fernando G. the Dag Hammarskjold Medal. Celebratory gathering and dinner will commence in the General Assembly chamber.
 
The UN Council speaker walks off the stage. Slowly the gathered crowd of dignitaries and press also start to leave. The others except for Hondo, Aiesha and Tammy, along with Bink, start to leave the auditorium. The four of them stay behind for a few moments looking at each other.
 
 
File 0246-A: Union Awards Ceremony
 
Hondo: Welcome home.
 
Tammy: If you can call it that.
 
Hondo: You have that feeling too?
 
Tammy: Yes.
 
The door in the rear opens up and a lone figure enters through it- a pale white female mouse with glasses and dark brunette hair. Her high heels hits the floor hard with each step she takes, making sure that her movements does not go unnoticed. She stops just a few rows away from them. They all had followed her with their eyes until she stops steps away from them.
 
Hondo: What is it you want Misao?
 
Misao: Aren’t you all going to the party that is held in your honor?
 
Hondo: Why should I? The one person who all this is for is not here, and no one else on or off this planet can replace him.
 
Misao: But this was all a team effort.
 
Hondo: Think about it. Fernando saved Tammy and Bink from their murder attempt. Fernando organized the SWA and the United States Armed Forces into taking positive action. Fernando made sure that all of us here would be standing today. So what team effort was there? It was all him.
 
Misao: There is no ‘I’ in Team.
 
Tammy: There is an ‘M’ and an ‘E’ for ‘ME’, as he had once told me.
 
Misao: I see. And you Doctor Aiesha, you agree with them?
 
Aiesha: I don’t have to agree with anyone or anything. All I know is that these people are my friends  
and I want to be with my friends. You however, are not, so I would advise you to leave us be.
 
Misao: Is that supposed to be a threat of some kind?
 
Aiesha: Take it as you like. Since you claim to know when will be your last day on Earth, do you know what condition your condition before that day will be? I wonder what injuries you will take to the grave. Then again, I might be the one that does your autopsy, so I already know.
 
Misao: Already know?
 
Aiesha: Come now, you believe that my father would not pass his time-travel secrets to his only daughter?
 
Misao: He didn’t.
 
Aiesha: You ever wonder how or why your life is to well scripted? The answer has been staring at you through dark glasses, and yet you refuse to acknowledge that part of your past to yourself. So if you think you know, then you know what is the next words to come out of your mouth.
 
Hondo/Tammy/Aiesha: In your quest to take over the world, you have left too many openings for others to take advantage of.
 
Misao: I did not want to take over the world.
 
Hondo/Tammy/Aiesha: A famous rich man that has everything but the one thing he desires. That one thing is power. Power over others. Power to control. Power to manipulate, to take charge of the people, things and events around them.
 
Aiesha: Fernando would not have wanted power, money or fame.
 
Misao: Fernando was nothing more than a power hungry…
 
Aiesha: I would advise you to shut up. That’s my father you are talking about.
 
Tammy: I am telling you to shut up as well, for he was my husband. And like Aiesha stated, he did not wanted power, money or fame. All he wanted was 1 thing- to be happy with his life. And we were to live that life as best as possible.
 
Misao: How could you be married to him, he was dead before you two married.
 
Tammy: We were married before the ceremony. The wedding was just for show to the rest of the Rangers as proof that he cared about me as much as I did him. You can go on about your Almighty Glass House, but you do not realize that while you are looking at one aspect of the Glass house, something else is going on in another part of it.
 
Misao: It is true that I may be blind to his actions, but if I knew, I would have done something to stop it, and ultimately saved him.
 
Hondo: Misao- you failed.
 
Aiesha: And we do not want you here around us… Ever.
 
Tammy: Go out and play with your Atlantean minions. You have no friends here.
 
Misao: Why, I never.
 
Hondo: In Fernando’s words- maybe you should every once in a while, and just maybe you might like it. Now if you don’t mind- respect our privacy, and leave.
 
Misao: Hmph!
 
Misao turns around and starts to walk away. They follow her with their eyes until she leaves the large auditorium. Hondo then raises his left arm to chest height, pulling up on his sleeve, exposing a PAW 721-Unit, which was running the Temporal Gateway program in the back ground. Activating it, he inputs the several passwords that it requests, and then a flash of light appears, and Fernando stands among them when the light fades. He takes a deep breathe as they all look at him.
 
Aiesha: Everything alright, father?
 
Fernando: Still not used to that.
 
Tammy: Fernando, do you remember us?
 
Fernando: Just barely. I mean, no hard feelings against you, I need time to get over the headaches, and commotion of associated emotions to events that ‘I’ was not there for.
 
Hondo: You’re lucky that she can not sense you.
 
Fernando: She? Who?
 
Hondo: Misao
 
Fernando: You mean the Goddess Shiva- the destroyer of worlds.
 
Hondo: Is she really a god?
 
Fernando: She is an individual with so much power, it would make the gods jealous. But she is still mortal, and this there lies her flaw.
 
Aiesha: Power?
 
Fernando: Power, as in the ability to believe that she can control the future by altering the past. That takes the Time Traveler’s creed and damns it into the worst possible exuberance of selfish actions.
 
Tammy: If you could, would you?
 
Fernando: Don’t you think that I have tried at least once?
 
Tammy: I thought you would say something like that.
 
Hondo: Lets go, they are waiting for us.
 
Fernando raises his right arm and lifts up the sleeves, exposing a Paw 3000 device on it, with a Temporal Portal program running on it.
 
Fernando: They are waiting for you. I got a date with a bed and a few aspirin tablets.
 
Aiesha: Father- don’t take too much. It can do more harm than good.
 
Fernando: I already know that. Look. I’ll be in the party, playing ghost, and put myself in every picture being taken there. Let it be something for the conspiracy theorists argue over for the next 50 or years. Let the believers think that the UN is haunted by my ghost. Either way, I am going to rest first before I do anything.
 
Tammy: Want somebody to watch over you?
 
Fernando: Not this time…
 
Fernando leans over to Tammy and kisses her on the forehead. He then takes a step back, putting his left hand on the PAW device and disappears in a flash of light. Hondo looks at his Paw device.
 
Hondo: According to this, he should be back in another hour and a half.
 
Aiesha: Good. We got a party to crash.
 
Tammy: Crash? Isn’t this our party?
 
Hondo: Well ladies, lets go to the Porsche and drop off our prizes before the fun and games begin.
 
Aiesha: Now that is a good Idea.
 
The four of them walk to the elevators and take one down 10 levels to the UN Underground garage where the Porsche was stored. Once there, they put their awards into the rear hatch/trunk area, placing them neatly within the car before going back upstairs to the General Assembly area where the party awaits them. In a few moments if walking around trying to find the place, they make it to the General Assembly Area, which had been converted to a large dining and party area. Dignitaries, ambassadors, agency head from governments world wide were there, along with members from the SWA, The Rescue Rangers, and Fernando’s little group. Waiting at the door for Tammy was Marco with his cyborg Angelica. He approaches them once he sees her enter through the door with the others.
 
Marco (giving Tammy a hug): I thought you would never come.
 
Tammy (as Marco slowly pulled away): I thought about it.
 
Marco: Why? All this is for you. And to believe that you were one of the agency’s worst Fratello teams.
 
Tammy: Worst because I wont shot my gun and take a life outright? Marco, you should know better- I wont take a life outright like that, nor will I allow Bink to do the same. But if I have to defend myself, then I will. This killing that you and the agency do has to stop.
 
Marco: You know that the agency deal with Italy’s most dangerous people who believe them to be above the law. Arresting them is not enough, they have to be eliminated.
 
Tammy: Don’t you think I know that? But there has to be a better way.
 
Marco: Like I told you before, once you figure out how, you let me now. Now, about this party… its so hard to believe that all this is for you.
 
Tammy: It is not just for me, it is for Hondo and Fernando as well. They are the ones who figured out all the pieces, and found the international drug trade routes for us. Without them, we would still be fighting off LSD crazed addicts in the streets of Rome.
 
Marco: So hard to believe that a simple drug ring infiltration mission turned into all this. Well, congrats. I’ll be around if you need me.
 
Marco starts to walk away with Angelica.
 
Aiesha: What was that about?
 
Tammy: Just job related crap.
 
Aiesha: If I did not know any better…
 
Tammy: You do, and yes, he’s been ‘more friendlier’ since Fernando’s funeral.
 
Aiesha: I thought he was trying to hit on you.
 
Tammy: Furthermore, even though the SWA and the Fratello teams all got Italian awards of their own, some are a bit jealous about what I’m receiving, blaming it on beginner’s luck.
 
Aiesha: I would not worry about it. Like you said- they are all jealous.
 
Hondo: Only problem is, you and Bink are now internationally celebrities, and the world organized crime syndicates would want to get their claws on you.
 
Tammy: I cant let that scare me. I have to continue on with life as best as I can, and be prepared for the worst.
 
Hondo: It’s good to think that way.
 
Aiesha: Shall we separate?
 
Tammy: No. Lets stay together, so if somebody start asking questions, at least we can back each other up.
 
Aiesha: Well, least go attack the food table.
 
Tammy: Good idea, lets go.
 
Hondo: It’s about time!
 
They walk to the food table and look over the various things it had to offer: American dishes, Italian meals, and Slovenian cooked foods. There were other foods from around the world as well, but in smaller portions than the other 3. It seemed a bit too much but the floor had over 575 people on it, half of them world ambassadors from all over. Hondo managed to pick out some roast beef and ribs with BBQ sauce, mashed potato, corn on the cob and some vegetables, with a bit of corn bread on the side. Tammy got a plate of fancy pasta for her and Bink with vegetables and beef on the side. Aiesha took a plate of a little of everything, with all taking to a can of soda each. They take to their table to sit down and eat. Their meal would not be as peaceful as they would have hoped, as Misao came to the table with the Japanese Emperor in tow.
 
 
File 0246-B: Union Awards Ceremony
 
Misao: Here they are: Dr. Aiesha G.- daughter of Fernando G., Hondo I. Sackett- who worked beside him during the case, and Tammy G.- formerly Tammy Squirrel. She married Fernando just after the case mission was over, shortly before his assassination. She was the one who discovered the LSD Terror plot.
 
Hondo (whispering to Misao): This is uncalled for!
 
Japanese Emperor (bows down to them): I am glad to meet you all.
 
Aiesha: So are we.
 
Japanese Emperor: I was hoping to meet with you, in hopes to have you come to Japan and help out with our problem with the Yakusa unifying resources and forces with the Triads. You will be given unlimited resources and be greatly rewarded for success of your work.
 
Tammy: We will have to think about that. Do not get us wrong, but we still are in mourning.
 
Japanese Emperor: I am deeply sorry for the intrusion then.
 
Tammy: No, don’t be. You did not know, and its no insult to us. But, this is not a good time. I’m sure Misao can give you our contact information, and you can get back to us in about 60 days or so?
 
Japanese Emperor: It would be my pleasure.
 
Tammy: Arigato Emperor-wan.
 
Japanese Emperor: Domo Arigato, Tammy-san.
 
The Japanese Emperor then bows and starts to walk away, leaving Misao behind with the others.
 
Hondo: What was the meaning of that?!!
 
Misao: Its exactly what he said. You help solve Italy’s drug problem, in fact, that little stunt cleaned up the drug market for much of southern Europe. Why not do the same with Asia. Japan is a powerful ally to have on your side…
 
Hondo: You’re just pimping us out!
 
Misao: You misunderstand. People with your abilities should use it to help save the world from its problems.
 
Hondo: Don’t you think we would like some time to rest?
 
Tammy: The both of you, Enough! Misao, don’t be getting ideas into that pretty little head of yours. We want to be left alone for the undetermined time being. Nor do I care about Japan or any other nation and its problems they can not solve themselves.
 
Misao: But you would be making the world a better place.
 
Aiesha: A better place for whom? Its not secret that the Japanese Emperor descended from the original Atlantean refugee group you put on Earth 10,000 years ago. So what will it be- Atlanteans or Terrians.
 
Misao: They have been Terrians for over 10,000 years.
 
Aiesha: And the fossil records show that we have been around for over 35million years. They are the foreigners, transplanted from another planet from another star system, nor do I care for them. Neither did Fernando. They are supposed to be on their home world planet running their society with their technologies as they see fit by now. Not be in competition with us for resources which were ours by evolutionary rights!
 
Tammy: Just because they are mice does not mean that they are loving and caring of you because you are a mouse. You are just a means to an end for them, its that you have yet to see that.
 
Misao: So is that it-mice versus squirrels?
 
Hondo: Don’t go there, miss. I’m a mouse.
 
Bink: Can I shoot her, Tammy?
 
Misao looks at Bink who has both her hands under the table, with her gun out of its hidden holster and aimed at her leg. Misao tries to laugh it off, thinking that nothing will happen, although there is a 50 percent chance that whatever happens would go against her script.
 
Tammy: Bink- put that gun away!
 
Bink: Awww.
 
Tammy: Just do what I say, I don’t want trouble in this place!
 
Bink: But the mean mouse lady looks like a threat.
 
Tammy: She is nothing that I cant handle.
 
Bink: OK.
 
Tammy turns to Misao once she sees Bink putting away her gun.
 
Tammy: Consider yourself lucky that Bink is willing to ask questions before pulling the trigger. Now Misao, for the second time, we wish to be left alone. There wont be a third time.
 
Misao: Don’t count on it. Many here want you to work for them in dealing with their problems. To them, you are a god-send.
 
Tammy: Then send the Rescue Rangers to work for them. I’m sure that Chip would love to get rewards for leading the Rangers into action. You see where it got Fernando…
 
Misao: This is all above the Rangers’ abilities to do good.
 
Tammy: Above their ability to do good? Why, because people need to be killed off? Is that it?
 
Aiesha: I would advise you to turn that mouse tail of yours around and start walking away, Miss.
 
Hondo: We are not here for the rewards nor for the fight, Misao. Now for the last time, stop being disrespectful and leave us in peace.
 
Bink: Or be carried away in pieces.
 
They all look at Bink.
 
Tammy (still looking at Bink): You heard her Misao- leave or I’ll sic Bink on you.
 
Misao: We will meet again. There is something going on here and I am going to find out what it is.
 
They all look at her for the moment she stands there. Misao then turn around and walks away.
 
Hondo: What an arrogant bitch, I swear!
 
Aiesha: I bet you would do her though.
 
Hondo: I would not do her the favor if I was skunk-drunk and my life depended in it, I would rather die with the bottle in front of me.
 
Tammy: Who would do her the favor?
 
Aiesha: No body from this planet, that’s for sure.
 
Tammy: Figures. I bet she has an Atlantean lover somewhere.
 
Aiesha: I would not be surprised if she tried to hit on father.
 
Tammy: She would not dare.
 
Aiesha: Why not? She wants control over everything and everyone around her. And Fernando is the one thing that eludes her every time. I bet she creams her panties in just the frustration alone.
 
Hondo: A tight ass like that will only spit out diamonds if you shove coal into it.
 
Tammy: You been looking at her ass? Ewww…
 
Hondo: It’s an expression- a tight ass, meaning someone who constantly has to squeeze down upon their control in order to keep it. Frankly, If I want to get on that ass of her, I hope I’m driving a mac truck, and hauling a double trailer load when I run her over.
 
Tammy: And I thought you had had such feelings reserved for Rose.
 
Hondo: Lets say that I’m an equal opportunity hater. Besides, I’m already over Rose. Its unhealthy to hate so much against somebody who was a friend.
 
Aiesha: But for Misao?
Hondo: If I knew how to run this time doo-hickey of Fernando’s, I would leave her stuck in the far out distant past with nothing more than the silk underwear on her ass and a pack of hungry lions around her.
 
Aiesha: Ha! That’s father’s test for intelligence!
 
Hondo: And she would fail it.
 
Tammy: Who could pass it?
 
Hondo (leaning over to Tammy): Tammy- I’ll let you in on a little secret… (he whispers into her ear as to what the answer is).
 
Tammy: Oh… OH! That’s it?!!
 
Both Aiesha and Hondo nods at her, and then smile. Tammy begins to laugh. They then continue on with their meal in a more joyful mood.
 
 
File 0246-C: Union Awards Ceremony
 
At the far end of the room was Chip and Dale with the male contingents of the Rangers, surrounded by several dignitaries. As always, Chip was bragging about events that he was not even part of. Dale and the others stood around proud, nodding to every word Chip had said.
 
Chip: And there we were, hiding in the trees along the Slovenian border, tracking the drug shipping trucks as they crossed into Italy. With little more than just our bare eyes in the darkness of early morning- 3AM, we had to get descriptions of the trucks, of their drivers and passengers, and license plate numbers. I wanted to set a trap to slow them down, but was ordered not too because it might cause them to take another route if they find their current one was booby trapped.
 
A bright flash of light appeared behind the group of dignitaries, but with so many camera flashes going on, no one seemed to notice. Somebody makes their way towards Chip, that someone being Fernando. Once Fernando makes his way to Chip, he puts his arm around Chip’s shoulder.
 
Fernando (handing out dated photographs to the dignitaries of Chip laying in a hospital bed in a coma): Tell me Chip, How could you have done all this while laying down on a hospital bed in an LSD induced Coma. In fact, if it were not for the actions of Dr. Aiesha G. and the cure that Fernando G. had found, you would still be there in that bed right now…
 
Chip: You’re Not Fernando- Who Are You?!!
 
Fernando: Ah, Chip, still a non-believer… Well, you know there is a place in the afterlife for liars, braggarts and non-believers… Ladies and Gentlemen, this ‘munk got you had. He was never in Italy, was not part of the mission that we are here celebrating their heroes, but If you want to know who was- (pointing to Gadget who was in a black dress at the far end of the room), You can talk to the little lady over there, she was part of the mission and overseen all Rescue Ranger activities thereof. (slapping Chip on the back of the head) And not this idiot who is feeding you lies.
 
With a bright flash of light, Fernando disappears from view. The dignitaries all looked at Chip angrily, though confused as to what happened, but taking what was said as fact. They walked away from him, heading towards Gadget.
 
 
NOTE: Though since joining the Rescue Rangers, Fernando has had issues with Chip on several issues. Knowing that Fernando was killed Chip thought he was rid of a constant headaches Fernando would give him. But in the UN Awards Ceremony, Chip thought he could advertise himself and the Rescue Rangers to various dignitaries and national government leaders through lies of actions he nor the others ever took in the mission as they were never there.
 
Until the truth is known shortly afterwards, Chip thinks he is being haunted by a ghost and tries to avoid Fernando or his group for as much as possible. This includes not dealing Tammy.
 

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File 0287: Chip in Fat Cat’s office - II
(FC = Fat Cat)
 
C (nervously): I need some serious help.
 
FC: What kind of help?
 
C: Spiritual. I think I am being haunted by a ghost!
 
FC: I don’t deal with spirits.
 
C: Please. I know you know a gypsy who can help!
 
FC: Tell me, what is going on...
 
C: Ever since the awards ceremony, Fernando has been coming in and out preventing me from telling the story and stopping me from getting business for the Rescue Rangers.
 
FC (going through his desk and pulling out a couple handmade cigarettes, he rolls one to Chip): Here. Take this. It will help you to relax.
 
C: Sorry, I don’t smoke.
 
FC: Lady Bernadette does not take clients who are scared, jumpy and nervous. Now take it and I’ll see about her seeing you.
 
Chip takes the cigarette and places it to his lips. He lights it up and breathes it in. It makes him coughs a couple of times.
 
FC (holding back his laughter): Easy there! Take light puffs... That’s it... now relax...
 
Chip smokes the cigarette smokes it slowly, breathing in smoke before letting it go slowly. It was not tobacco that he was smoking but pot with a bit of Heroine mixed in. It relaxes him like nothing else before. It takes him another 10 minutes to finish smoking the cigarette.
 
FC: How do you feel now?
 
C: Oh wow... this is go great... so relaxing... Can I get some more?
 
FC: Sure you can have more, but it is not free.
 
C: That’s not problem... The rangers have some money set aside.
 
FC (rolls the other cigarette to Chip with 3 more): We’ll discuss money later, right now, put those away in your pocket, and when you feel the stress getting to you, smoke one and your problems will disappear.
 
C: Thank you very much! Now about Lady Beatrice?
 
FC: I’ll contact her for you, and have a spell ready to protect you from the spirits. You just have to relax. All will be taken cared for you.
 
C: Wow... Mister Fat Cat, you’re the coolest and the greatest.
 
FC: Go home or work. Comeback when you want more.
 
 
NOTE: From here, Fat Cat get Chip to start taking drugs – at first Pot with Heroine. Then he switches the mixture to Pot with Cocaine, and later Pot with both. At the same time Chip forces these drugs on Gadget and a couple of friends, being a drug dealer and pimp in selling his wife’s services and drugs supplied to him by Fat Cat. From here it is a downward Spiral which Chip is falling into.
 
Shortly before taking on the Japanese mission, Chip (thinks he) gets Fernando and his crew down to a mission in South America and starts hitting on Tammy who is lonely for attention at this time. He starts drugging her as well and has a extramarital affair with her and was about to pimp her out as well before Misao’s actions stopped it from happening. But at this point Chip has given Tammy various drugs to smoke, including Pot with Angel Dust.
 
 
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7:30-ish
 
Gadget wakes up with the commotion of the morning’s activities. Everyone was getting ready to go somewhere for some reason, though at the same time everyone was walking around Fernando as he slept on the couch and no one dared disturb him. Good thing is that everybody upstairs was family more or less, but that does not stop the gossip or the Tammy-Bashing that was being whispered about. Gadget went about to gather a fresh set of clothes as she was told how to dress up to be with Fernando anytime they went out on a mission – as professional as possible with a knee-high or so navy blue skirt and white shirt/blouse and minimal make up. A set of lo-heel black leather pumps, small black leather carry-all purse and a black leather binder with a digital tablet and a thin paper notepad inside completes her looks. But before she can get dressed, she needed to take a shower. Listening in to the bathroom room it seems that somebody was already in there doing the same thing that she planned to do.
 
She waited until whoever was done with the bathroom to leave, thinking how unfair that the center rooms of the house has access to two bathrooms while the corner rooms only had access to one. She was not able to go in until at least 8:10AM. Shit, shower, lather, rinse, repeat the last three. She gets out of the shower and dries herself off. With the towel wrapped around her below her arm pits, she takes care of her other hygienic needs (teeth brushing with a gargle mouth wash and rinse) before going back to her room. She takes her underwear she had on and throws it to the pile in the corner of the room. Going through her dresser, she finds that she is low in underwear. Looking at the pile in the corner, she realized that she has not done the laundry since she got to Japan. She only has left are a black nylon bra and panty set and a white cotton bra and panty set along with a couple of white t-shirts.
 
She takes the black nylon set to put on, thinking, “I think I should talk to Fernando about using the washing downstairs. I don’t want to make a mistake and flood the basement or something...” She then looks at herself in the mirror wearing her black underwear, thinking some more, “I only wear these for fancy dinners dates and if I think I’m going to get lucky... Yeah right, I have not gotten lucky since I married Chip. It is not I am going to get lucky with Fernando... Until Tammy leaves him, it’s a lost cause trying to get him to take me to bed.”
 
She shakes her head hard to wake up from the fading out dream-thoughts she was having and then lets out a sigh. A black elastic cloth ring allows her to put her hair in a loose pony tail. It only takes her a couple minutes to get dressed, unlike what a normal woman would take for putting on the same thing. She takes her pump shoes but does not put them on before heading out of her room and into the living room. It is closing in on 8:45 and Fernando was still sleeping on the couch. She goes downstairs to the kitchen, finding Hondo, Tammy while she carried Francesca and a couple of Fernando’s daughters.
 
“Is there any coffee?” Gadget asks.
 
“There’s some, but when did you started drinkin’ coffee?” Hondo asks.
 
“It’s not for me, it’s for Fernando. We got a long finding some Yaccusa guy named Renoske.” Gadget explains.
 
“Since when have you started serving him coffee? That is a wife’s job to do.” Tammy throws at her
 
“Since his wife stopped servicing him and I have to as his secretary.” Gadget throws back at her.
 
“Why you little slut!” Tammy throws at her
 
“Nothing happened between him and I, just like nothing has happened between you and him, Tammy. You keep treating your man like garbage and he will leave you for somebody else. And then who will you have, Chip? He was my man, and he’s going to be tried and hanged for terrorism.”
 
Tammy scowls at her though Gadget notices.
 
“You made your bed, now you got to sleep in it.” Gadget tells her. She then turns to Hondo, “I’ll take that coffee with cream and sugar.”
 
Hondo takes a minute to prepare a mug of coffee for Gadget to take up to Fernando. He then gives it to her.
 
“Thanks Hondo.” Gadget tells him before she goes upstairs. She steps over to the couch and gets on her knees to be level to him. Putting a hand on his shoulder, she gives him a slight shake. “Fernando, wake up.”
 
“I’m up...What’s going on?” Fernando says as he wakes up.
 
“Here’s some coffee for you. You need to wash up and get dressed if we are going to meet up with Renoske.” Gadget tells him.
 
“What time is it?” He asks as he takes the coffee from her.
 
“It’s almost 9o’clock. Everyone’s leaving to where ever it is they go and Hondo is staying behind some kind of delivery.” She explains.
 
“I see...” He says as he drinks the coffee. He takes half the cup before getting up and handing her the mug, “Give me a couple of minutes.” He gets up and goes into the room he is supposed to share with Tammy. She can listen in as he goes from Tammy’s room to the bathroom where he washes himself up. It takes him half the time to wash up and get dressed as it did Gadget. He sits back down on the couch. “Where’s Hondo?”
 
“He should be downstairs or outside waiting for the delivery.” She answers.
 
“And Tammy?” He asks.
 
“She was downstairs in the kitchen area. I do not know where she went.” She answers.
 
“Oh.” Fernando says as he takes the coffee from her again. He drinks the last bit that was in the cup before getting up. He heads downstairs, telling Gadget, “Get your things and the tablet. I’ll see you downstairs in the kitchen.”
 
“OK.” She replies before she heads into her room.
 
Fernando finds the kitchen area empty but clean. Somebody actually took the time to do the dishes this time. He takes a seat at the table to put on his shoes as Gadget comes downstairs to meet him. She sits on the chair next to him, putting on her shoes. Lifting up her leg allows him to peek under her skirt as to what she was wearing underneath, whether it was intentional or not remains to be seen. She gets up and stands in front of him.
 
“Seen Hondo?” She asks.
 
“No I haven’t.” He says.
 
“He must be outside then.” She points out.
 
“Alright, let’s go.” He says, “I’m getting hungry.”
 
They walk out of the house using the Goon Squad’s room to go out to the main area where the parking lot was. Most of the cars were already gone but they find Hondo outside. Fernando walks up to him.
 
“Gadget said you’re waiting for a delivery?” Fernando asks.
 
“Yeah, it’s for the workshop up stairs.” Hondo explains.
 
“Good. Let’s hope it goes well.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Where are you going?” Hondo asks.
 
“Chasing a couple of leads of those who attacked us.” Fernando says.
 
“Let me know what you find.” Hondo tells him.
 
“I will, but this came out of Chip’s mouth. I doubt there will be any truth in it and just be a wild goose chase.” Fernando says as he opens his Mustang’s doors remotely. Gadget gets into the passenger side and put on her seatbelt after closing her door. “I’ll see you tonight with any information I find.”
 
Hondo nods as Fernando goes to his car. Buckling himself into his seat, Fernando turns on the vehicle and drives away.
 
“El Gusto Café?” Gadget asks as they drive onto the highway to Tokyo.
 
“Yeah. Might as well.” Fernando says as they go down the highway.
 
It takes them a few minutes to get to Tokyo and find a parking lot to put the Mustang in. It is only a couple of blocks to get the café where they have breakfastat 9:30. Fernando has some French toast with a couple eggs easy over, bacon and coffee.  Gadget just gets the French toast and a juice. They do not talk much while they ate, making it a quick meal.
 
As they walk back to the car, Gadget asks, “Do we have any laundry soap?”
 
“I do not know.” Fernando replies. He sighs, “Let’s go get some.”
 
They walk into a nearby 7-11 and get a few things to do the laundry: Laundry detergent, Woollite for delicate fabrics, fabric softener, and some dryer sheets. Fernando also gets some “Dreft” baby soap for Francesca’s clothes.
 
Before they go to the cashier, he asks, “Anything else? You know – like girlie stuff?”
 
“Girlie stuff?” She asks.
 
“You know – pads and things like that.” He points out.
 
“Oh, Fernando. I’m an adult, you can say it like it is.” She tells him.
 
“But do you need any of them?” He asks.
 
“No. But thanks in wanting to help me with my needs. Chip or the others never thought in helping me in those needs.” She says as they go to pay for their items.
 
“As a father of... damn... nine, and husband to one, I have to step up to the plate and been a good father figure and supportive husband to all of them, as I have to be with you if we are to have any relationship.” He explains as they leave the store and walk to the garage where the mustang was.
 
“They are lucky to have you.” She tells him
 
It takes them a couple minutes to get to the car in the garage where the laundry items are put away in the trunk of the car. Soon they were sitting in the car.
 
“Something on your mind?” Gadget asks.
 
“A lot is on my mind.” Fernando replies.
 
“Care to talk about it?” She asks.
 
“Look, I’m sorry for what you might have to see or be part off.” He tells her.
 
“What do you mean?” She asks.
 
“As you know, this is Japan. In Japan females are lower than males in the social structure and to the extreme, are forced to do what males tells them to do.” He points out.
 
“I know that already.” She replies.
 
“Well, Renoske’s Geisha Club is one of those places of extreme. You might be asked to do things that you would not want to do.” He explains.
 
“With others?” She asks.
 
“With me.” He answers.
 
“Like?” She asks.
 
“When Renoske has his Yaccusa meetings, he usually has his Geisha girls service his men, blow jobs mostly.” He points out.
 
“Does it go further than that?” She asks.
 
“Sometimes.” He replies.
 
“Well. As long as it is with you only, you can put me on their table and screw my brains out if you like.” She tells him.
 
“But... wouldn’t it bother you?” He asks.
 
“If the club’s Geisha Girls are giving out blow jobs, I’ll gladly give you a blow job in order to keep them away from you. If it leads to us having sex afterwards, then so be it.” She tells him.
 
“But why?” He asks.
 
“Besides the obvious, to tell them hoes that I’m your woman and only I can service you.” She tells him.
 
Fernando bows his head and lets out a sigh, “Thanks.”
 
“For you I’ll do anything. And while I’m giving you a blow job, you can put your hand up my skirt and finger my pussy if you like. I would prefer if you do.” She tells him before she gives him a kiss on the cheek.
 
He turns to face her. They look at each other for a second, before she unbuttons the top four buttons on her shirt to expose her cleavage and part of her bra.
 
“Gadget...?” He starts to ask in calling her.
 
“If I’m going to be your Geisha Secretary Girl, I need to look the part. And I’ll act the part – walk behind you and stand beside you when not servicing you while we are there.” She tells him.
 
“Alright.” He says before starting the car.
 
In a couple of seconds, they were on their way to the club at Momijigaoka Dai 2 Chiiki Park. It takes them over 15 minutes to get there though it is after 10:30AM, and Fernando parks the Mustang in front of the club. There were other fancy cars parked along the street. He opens the door and helps Gadget out of the car. They walked into the bar with Gadget three steps behind him. A guard at the door steps in Fernando’s way to prevent him from entering.
 
“I have an appointment with Renoske Gozzomaki.” Fernando tells him in Japanese.
 
The guard stands there, not moving.
 
“I said ‘I have an appointment with Renoske Gozzomaki!’” Fernando tells him again.
 
The guard tries to push him away but Fernando grabs his arm and throws him inside the bar. He pulls out his fire arm and walks inside. What few guards that showed themselves ended up wounded and unable to continue guarding the area. Fernando continues walking about the club until he finds the door to the meeting room. The door opens with several shots are fired, several firearms fall out of their guards’ hands. The door opens wider and Fernando stands in the doorway. He can see several men being serviced by a Geisha Girl with Renoske at the head of the table with two Geishas kneeling by him.
 
“Renoske Gozzomaki... Long time no see.” Fernando tells him.
 
“And who are you?” The old man says out loud.
 
“Think, over 8 years ago. When the emperor’s son was kidnapped, you did me a favor of telling me where the child was being held.” Fernando tells him.
 
“It can’t be you. You were killed, in Italy!” Renoske lets out loud.
 
“I got better. Now, can I have a seat or do I have to take one? We have a lot to talk about.” Fernando tells him.
 
Renoske thinks for a while before he points to the seat at the far end of the table. Fernando walks to it and sits on it, Gadget follow him and stands beside and behind him even though Renoske snaps his fingers at his Geisha girls to service Fernando. Gadget stands her ground and scare the girls away. As they back away, Gadget kneels down by Fernando, unbuckles and unzippers his pants and pulls out his long dong to service him in front of the others as they are being serviced by their Geisha Girl.
 
“Now... why am I here, Renoske? Simple. You met with a couple of chipmunks and a fat rat from the Rescue Rangers. Right now they are in prison and are about to implicate you and your friends here in order to save themselves from facing the noose.” Fernando tells him.
 
“They won’t live long enough to face the judicial magistrate!” Renoske lets out loud.
 
“Several people were killed because of who ever planted those bombs. The judicial magistrate wants to hang the bomber or bomb maker. You are just loose collateral to them. Just get me the who made the bomb and who planted the bomb, and your implication of the crime will be forgotten.” Fernando tells him.
 
“And if I refuse?” Renoske taunts in asking.
 
“Then you better stop targeting my people or else you, this club and everything around this block will be nothing more than a smoldering crater.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Ha! Like you are capable of hurting us!” Renoske taunts him further.
 
“Not I but me and my dogs – you should know of them. They are known as the Dirty Pair, and when they come to arrest you, this whole area will be laid to waste.” Fernando tells her. He then pats Gadget on her behind to get her to stop servicing him. She pulls off his male organ and looks up at him. He looks down at her and nods, “Time to go. My work is done here.” She nods back and puts him back in his briefs and closes up his pants. She gets up first and waits for Fernando to do the say. As he gets up, “I’ll be back for your answer, if not I’ll be back again for your destruction.”
 
Fernando walks backwards a few steps before turning around to walk out the room and then the club. Once outside, he checks the car for tampering before opening the door for Gadget and then himself. Slowly putting the car in gear, he slowly drives away from the seedy neighborhood.
 
-= To Be Continued =-

Charles was shock seeing Chip would go down to this dark path. As he sit-down and thinking. Then he was looking at this as he seeing what Chip become another gory hog.  
 
Charles: So he want to make the Rescue Rangers as a Business? Getting advice form criminals and no wonder why this drive him to the blink. Since they keep getting out and it was driving Chip crazy.Dale never knew about this, I plan make sure he will have a better life as a Agent like me. I never knew you loss your way Chip. Now you made your fans turn on you and the team. You a heartless sell out. I thought I Have respect for you but no you spit in my face now and everyone faces. Nando was right about you. You have change. Well gust Death going make sure you will see the light. It too late to change your ways. Once you in hell. You will see your brother or your ex-brother rise in success as a NSA agent. While you fall to Hell. So Chip ROT IN HELL all I care. Because you turn your back on your fans, your friends, your love one Gadget and everyone you care for. You not the Chip I know and Sherlock Homes and Basile will be disappointed in you.  
 
To Be Con-tune

OCC: I apologize but I'm running out of time today. Will just have my phone for the next week and may be out of cell coverage part of that time. Will Post something later next week if possible.