AFT: Delivery Order Mayhem 3

(Act 3)

The gang looked a bit worried with Katz smirking.

Katz: It'll be snack time soon and I would really like to get this through quickly.

Chris: (frowns) That's what you think, Red!

He fired with Maximus and the others dodging, causing the ogres and birds to be caught in the net.

Katz: Dammit, hold still!!

However, the weasels in net kicked him down before Bowser used his claws, ripping the net off.

Bowser: RUN FOR IT!!

Most jumped over the fence, though Mr. Bump fell to the ground.

Mr. Bump: Ow.

Wallow: Guys, you have to find Rango. The rest of us will keep Katz busy.

Streaky: Okay, okay. Find Rango, I got it. Gotta go!

Swiftly, he flew away.

Krypto: But why do you wanna-

Beth: He's after US the most. ESPECIALLY Chris. Just trust us on this, please.

Mr. Bump: Does it involve Witch's Brew???

Danny: Just go!!

Quickly, Krypto's group left the area with Katz peeking in the hole.

Katz: Come on, little fellas.

Mason: (shows his hand) Yo, over here, tuna breath!!

Waddles: There he is!!

Mason: Here's what I think of you guys!!

He flipped them, shocking the group.

Bowser Jr.: Whoa, PG-13 much?

Mr. Bump: Well, this is a Nack and Psycho story, duh!

Katz: (anger mark) Oh that's it!

He fired his weapon, though the net missed the hand.

Cyrus: Missed us! And your hired goons suck!

Mr. Bump: Hired goons?

Bowser Jr.: And since your gun only has ONE weapon, I just like to say this: (points) Ha-ha!!

Katz: I have to be honest: I made a modification to the weapon.

He aimed, firing what seemed to be bullets, causing them to scream and duck.

Maximus: (annoyed) Dammit!

Back with Rango's group, they continued onward with Rango smiling.

Rango: Mighty nice town, Green River.

Cynthia: (sighs) Mighty nice since you got here. He-he-he.

IM Weasel: Cynthia, we need to talk. Remember your crush on Bernard that didn't work out?

Cynthia: (frowns) I THOUGHT we agreed not to talk about it ever again.

IR Baboon: IR never horsie swears.

IM Weasel: Well, vermints like you shouldn't swear, period! (pause) To be honest, you think I could've used another word that means "lazy bum"?

Streaky's Voice: Rango! IM! IR! QUICK! HELP!!

They turned, noticing Streaky with Krypto's group arriving.

Streaky: Quick, the slingmaster-(trips) Ow. I mean the cat slapper, I mean mouse lawyer!!

He crashed, hitting the pole.

Streaky: Ow!

Cynthia: Streaky, what's wrong?

Streaky: It's my friends! (points) Katzy back bear! I mean-

Krypto: What Streaky meant is that Katz showed up again. That's what.

Cynthia gasped a bit.

Cynthia: My brother's in trouble!

Krypto: And I looked at the machine with the X-rays and it's bad news: He modified the thing so it shoots real bullets...AND possibly kryptonite too.

IR Baboon: Yay! This be chance for Rango to shoot seven with one bullet!

Rango looked a bit nervously.

IM Weasel: Well, what are we waiting for?

Rango: Right. (to Cynthia) Excuse us, little lady.

She was placed down before the three headed off.

Rango: Let's ride!!

Cynthia: (dazed) Be careful.

Streaky: Yeah. He-he-he. I mean wait for us.

Krypto: Wait up!!

The supers flew afterward.

Rango: Cue the music!

The owls, watching, played loudly while Streaky, not looking, collided with a horse trill, falling inside.

Streaky: (sweatdrops) Figures I fall in this again.

Back with the gang, each one kept dodging the bullets and knives that tried hitting them while the ogres and Bad News Birds hollered and shouted.

Katz: (snaps) Stand still!! I don't have many in my Katz Killer!!

Cyrus: I thought it was a Mouse Slapper.

Katz: Different mods and new name for it.

Mason: I just call it "Waste of Money".

Bowser Jr.: Hey, loser! (mockingly) Nya-nya!

They jumped away from the cat firing, ducking down to the fence.

Beth: I hope you guys have a plan.

Danny: Here, let me check if he's still there.

He glanced through the peephole, noticing it mostly bare.

Danny: I don't see the dorks around.

Just then, the ground shook with the familiar foes slamming down the ground, glaring.

Katz: (glares) Surprise, my delectable victims.

Timothy: Oh no!!

Foulfellow: Before you do so...Men, about butts!!

The bare rear ends were shown, insulting the angered cat.

Katz: (annoyed) Ogres, hold them down.

Red Ogre: But sir...

Katz: I don't want to hear any buts! (annoyed) I don't want to see any either!

Ogres: Okay, Katzy!

Katz: And for the last time, do NOT call me-

Emotion Lord's Voice: Candy covered coconuts, go!!

The coconuts hit the ogres as they yelped and were hit.

Griff: (covers himself) AGH! What the crap's with the coconuts!! What the crap!!

Katz: (frowns) Must I do everything myself?

He quickly fired the net part at the group, causing them to be caught on the net.

Wallow: Man, this sucks!

Katz: Finally. Ha-ha-ha-ha!!

They struggled, trying to free themselves.

Bowser: Give me room to cut this stupid net before he kills us!!

Chris Thorndyke: (frowns) I would if we weren't trapped in it!!

Mr. Bump: (points) Oh there's a loose rope here. Lemme pull it.

He pulled it as the whip hit the other side of the net rope, causing the entire net to fall apart and free the escaping good guys.

Katz: (stunned) What the-!?

Miss Calamity: RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!

The ogres, dazed, fell to the ground unconsciously as the birds and cats noticed Rango nearby.

IM Weasel: (glares) Hello, fake god.

Rango: So, you must be this Katz fellow. And hiring the Bad News Birds, I see.

Katz: And you must be the faker.

IR Babboon: And I must be IR Baboon!

Katz: Now I'm lacking patience, so do hold still while I fire.

He fired the green shards with Krypto gasping.

Krypto: Watch out for Kryptonite!!

They quickly dodged the shard, which hit a man not too far, killing him.

Katz: Damn it!

IM Weasel: (dryly) Nice shot.

Rango: Now if you will excuse us.

He with Wrangler darted to the hole in fence.

IM Weasel: Wait, what are you-

Katz: All right, you fool. Now for you.

He aimed carefully at the other side before noticing only the woodpecker coming out of the other fence area.

Katz: Wait, where is-?

Rango's Voice: You looking for me?

He turned, noticing Rango holding a familiar old man as a whip whom secretly chuckled, much to the blond Chris' notice, before the item was snatched away.

Katz: Gah! My secret weapon!!

IR Babboon: AIN'T NO SECRET ANYMORE, IS IT?!

Rango: (frowns) Picking on the innocent. Tsk, tsk, tsk. No class indeed. Next time, why not do a favor and pick on someone your own size?

Mirage: (sadistically) Like you?

Katz: All right, fine. Just name the time and place, Faker.

Rango: The K.O. Correl.

Bowser Jr.: He means the middle of the town street.

Katz: Now since I have a lunch appointment, I suggest we fight at sunset.

Mr. Bump: (confused) Wait, what? What happened to high noon???

Katz: (annoyed) That's old fashion and cliche. Not to mention it's an outdated time and I happen to be busy at High Noon.

Mr. Bump: Awwww.

Rango: Well uh, don't be late then.

He whistled before Wrangler came up, snatching Rango.

Rango: And by the way, I suggest bringing that peashooter of yours if I were you.

Finally, they rode off.

Katz: Oh you can count on it.

Mr. Bump: He can shoot peas? (grins) I love a food fight!

Most: (sweatdrops) Figure of speech, Bump.

Later, near sunset, as the citizens ran around with many quickly hiding. As the people watched, near Maximus' shop, the familiar figures watched with the past ones, minus the Bravest Warriors Club, watched at the top of the shop.

Timothy: Boy, we'll have the perfect view from up here, guys!

IR Baboon: Hmph. IR don't understand why chameleon wants doing it alone?

IM Weasel: He knows how to handle things.

Cyrus: Like shooting guys with one bullet.

Down below, as the Chrises watched, the blond Chris noticed Rango holding his weapons, with one of the weapons having the face of the Emotion Lord, whom chuckled.

Chris: (annoyed) Ugh. He better not mess it up!

All while up above, the gang watched Rango slowly marching down the street.

Mason: Ha! The fake god doesn't stand a chance!

Streaky: (points) Maybe that's why he brought his hired goons along.

He pointed to the Bad News Birds and Mirage peeking from the barrel as Katz marched downward.

Cyrus: (confused) Hired goons?

Mirage: (annoyed) For the record, I am his co-partner, not a goon!

Beth's group frowned a bit.

Beth: What!? Five against one?

Miss Calamity: (frowns) That's not fair.

Mr. Bump: It's totally fair. I mean Rango CAN shoot all with one bullet.

Waddles: He-he-he. I bet the chameleon ain't expecting the five of us.

Artie: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Griff: (shoves them) SHUSH!! All of ya. You're gonna give us away.

Chris Thorndyke: (frowns) He's got a secret weapon, you know.

Griff: His tongue?

Katz: (annoyed) Shut up, all of you!! And Thorndyke, Kirkman, idiots, don't you DARE blow their cover.

Chris: (dryly) Oh sure we won't. It'd be the jerk messing with all of us instead like we're puppets on string.

Helen: (frowns) Don't mention "puppets".

Mr. Bump: (confused) So what's wrong with puppets? It rhymes with Muppets!

Chris Thorndyke: We were turned into ones briefly.

Mr. Bump: (shocked) You were!?

Katz: Oh by the way, Maximus...(points) you have spinach in your teeth.

Maximus: (panics) What?! Holy crap!!

He tried to get the spinach stuck between his teeth.

Foulfellow: That won't work for the rest of us. Most of us DON'T eat vegetables.

Katz: (pauses) You're right. Mirage, hold the others down, birds, make sure you spread out like the ogres earlier!!

Mirage: Got it.

She snatched the weapon, hitting the gang as Chris' group struggled in the net.

Helen: (snaps) You and your big mouth!!

The two remaining birds bumped to one another, grunting as they groaned.

Birds: Huh?

Finally, both of them followed Griff.

Mirage: (gives the weapon) Here, Katz. You take care of the faker, I'll deal with the ones planning to stop our plans.

Finally, both cats separated. Up above, Mason looked seriously.

Mason: Well, time to make our escape before she catches us too.

Timothy: (nods) Come on!

They slid down the ropes with Cyrus shouting.

Cyrus: Hurry up, slowpokes before Mirage gets ya!

All while IR still clinged to the ropes.

IR Baboon: Oh! IR hates heights!!

Mirage stopped, glaring at the baboon before pulling the rope, causing the baboon to crash on to her, knocking Mirage out. Meanwhile, at the square, both Katz and Rango stood, glaring at one another.

Rango: Well, it's nice to see you, imaginable look alike of a certain red cat claiming to be a god.

Katz: (scoffs) I'm no look alike.

Rango: Or so you think so.

Both glared at one another for a moment.

Rango: Anyway, I think we should settle this like real men and not use our weapons.

Katz: (shakes his head) Oh no...you thought wrong, bub. Eat THIS!!

He fired his bullets with Rango quickly dodging before darting off.

Katz: He-he-he-he. Run, but you can't hide forever.

Rango jumped away, quickly ducking behind the trill while not too far, Griff with Artie and Waddles snuck near the chameleon.

Katz: It's time you meet the Katz Killer.

Rango: Ah ha! But you will be killing yourself, right?

Katz: (snaps) No, no! It's a brand name I customized and modified that shoots knives, bullets, AND kryptonite as well as the Mouse Slapper nets.

Rango: But you're still going to kill yourself one day.

Katz: (growls) EAT LED, BUG BREATH!!

He fired the bullets with Rango ducking down while not too far, Timothy's group noticed the Bad News Birds near the chameleon.

Timothy: Oh no!

Quickly, the ropes were snatched up.

Martin: We have to help him!

Timothy: Let's go, boys.

Krypto: Right.

The ropes were tossed upward.

Griff: (shouts) Hey, loser!!

Rango yelped, noticing the birds with clubs and a frying pan.

Griff: Say goodbye, ya faker of the Jenkins Bros. murderer!

Cyrus' Voice: (sing-songy) Hey, birdies!

The trio stopped, noticing Timothy, Mason, and Cyrus above the building while Krypto's group began sneaking to Rango. Swiftly, the boys swung downward, kicking the birds as they screeched, then crashed to the trill. After a moment, the three coughing and almost drowning clinged to the sides a bit.

Waddles: Agh! Lincoln logs! I hate those!!

Artie: (nervously/points in the water) Uh I don't think those are logs.

Streaky: WHOOO! Way to go, boys!

Mason: (smirks) No prob.

Timothy: (notices) Guys, watch it!!

The ogres came near the group with the ogres laughing stupidly.

Red Ogre: Biggies against littles! That's not fair!

The ogres jumped as the good guys jumped away, causing the ogres to crash on to the birds.

Katz: (growls) That's it! (aiming) Enough fooling around, faker. You couldn't have killed the Jenkins boys.

Emotion Lord's Voice: Quick, use the whip on Chris and his friends!!

Rango: (confused) Huh? Who said that?

Emotion Lord's Voice: Just trust me.

He frowned a bit before taking the whip with Emotion Lord's face, using it on the net, causing the past gang to be freed.

Maximus: Finally!!

Chris: (glares) I know where that jerk is!!

He angrily snatched the whip, confusing the others as Chris angrily twirled it around while screaming in anger.

Chris: (snaps) QUIT MESSING WITH OUR HEADS!!

Just then, the whip snatched up the Katz Killer, causing it to be flung out of his arm.

Katz: (frowns) What the-!?

At that moment, the others ducked down before it caused the item to be flung in Mason's arm.

Mason: Hey, guys. Look at this! It's the doo hickey Katz messed with on my arm!

Cyrus: (frowns) We know.

Chris Thorndyke: Mason, fire quickly!

Martin: We don't have much time!!

Mason: On it.

He aimed and fired, causing Griff and the ogres to yelp and jump away.

Cyrus: (pointing around) Left, right. No wait, left. MY left! The other right, Mack!

Mason yelped from the controls going out of control as it fired the nets around.

Mason: Ugh, I'm getting confused here!!

Chris: (angrily) I know why. (to the Emotion Lord) It's all your fault!!

He tossed the whip, causing it to be flung toward Katz's group as it fired the nets with Artie and Waddles trying to escape with the vulture removing the bucket on head. After a few more firings, Rango snatched the item quickly.

Rango: Hey, that's enough, everyone. You're going to net everybody at this rate. Good work.

On the nets, the villains were all pinned to the wall with the nets as were Bowser and Bowser Jr., annoying the two.

Bowser Jr.: (dryly) Too late for us, though.

Chris: (looks at the whip) Buddy, I know you were trying to help and-

However, he saw the whip vanished, confusing him.

Rango: Now...what say we go release some captured peoples and all that?

IM Weasel: You do that. IR and I are taking these criminals to the jail. (frowns) HOPEFULLY they won't escape.

As IR spoke next, Wrangler glanced at the machine on the ground, then kicked it away before it was smashed by a horse with buggy.

IR Baboon: (glares) Hey, IR can take care of self!

As the ones from the past, minus the Bravest Warriors, left with the weasel and baboon dragging the netted prisoners, the future gang began freeing Bowser and his son as Chris noticed the Emotion Lord, whom looked down.

Chris: Uh hey, you uh-

Emotion Lord: (to a space area) I cannot train him. He's not ready.

Chris: (confused) What are you talking about?!

Maximus: Train him for what?

Emotion Lord: It's very important!

He grabbed Chris, holding the blond.

Emotion Lord: (holds him) I was prepared to begin you on the path towards your destiny. But you are too young. Self-obsorbed. And impatient.

Chris: (confused) What destiny? You wanna train me? Wait a minute!

Emotion Lord: (looks down) No more space chickens.

In an instant, the chickens roaming around disappeared.

Emotion Lord: No more candy covered coconuts.

The candy coconuts left behind instantly vanished as well.

Emotion Lord: No more tail.

Beth's tail instantly vanished as well.

Beth: (disappointed) Aww.

Emotion Lord: (points) And your little friends and Dandy, all better from wounds.

The wounds instantly vanished.

Danny: Hey, hey, hey! (squeezes Wallow's butt) I feel fresh as the dickens!

As that happened, the crowd not far from them gathered where Rango and the civilians were with Rango smiling proudly.

Brisby: (sighs) Thank you, Mr. Rango, for saving us from that darn Katz.

Crowd: (randomly) Yeah. You are amazing. Great work. Thank you, Rango.

Rango: Well, if you want any thanks, I would like to thank Timothy and his friends here.

The crowd cheered a bit with a few looking meekly.

Rango: For that, I'm making them lawmen, my special lawmen.

Badges were shown before each were pinned, with Cyrus yelping from the pain.

Cyrus: Ow.

Timothy: (amazed) Really?

They looked at the shiny badges with pride.

Mason: Gosh...

Rango: (grins) Couldn't have done it without you...(points) OR that weird old man who keeps randomly appearing for some reason and confusing us. Anyhow...gotta go. (tips his hat) Little lady.

He on the road runner began departing with Cynthia sighing lovingly. The crowd shouted and waved as the chameleon began riding off toward the sunset.

Cynthia: (sighs) My hero.

Timothy: (shining his badge) You said it.

Martin: Ugh, don't go "Bernard crushing" on us, sis. Remember what happened with Bernard?

At that moment, he noticed the girl, covered in darkness, sulking with herself cradled with face buried to her knees.

Cynthia: (shivers) Don't...mention that name...

Bowser Jr.: Geez, one mention of the word and she's scarred for life.

Mr. Bump: I don't see any scar!

All while with the group, the gang looked at the Emotion Lord looking seriously.

Emotion Lord: And I must be off too. MY part of the work is done. (looks back) One day, Chris Kirkman, you WILL know the full extent of your power. But not now. One day, I will return.

Chris: Wait, me? I'm gonna have powers?! Are you kidding?!

Emotion Lord: Yeah, I'm kidding! 500 candy kittens!

He placed on a motorcycle helmet before hopping to a moped that appeared.

Emotion Lord: Gotta blow!

With that, he zoomed away, instantly vanishing while candy kittens meowed with only Mr. Bump smiling happily.

Mr. Bump: (Chibi smiles) Yes! This is the best day of my life!

All while not far, as the citizens cheered and hollered, the familiar owls looked downward, then to the camera.

Lead Owl: And so the lizard completes his journey. From the humble beginnings to the legend we sing of today. And although, he's certain to die. Perhaps from...er...household accident, which account for 65 % all unatural deaths, the people of the village will always remember the name of the ONE who saved them.

They posed with whipping sounds heard.

Owls: Rango...

(ED: Toorie Ame by wiz-us)