Doctor Whooves in Bad Fur Day

Back in the castle a weasel scientist in a hovering chair was worried. "Have I got everything?!" he said in a Germanic accent. "Hurry, hurry, hurry. You know what he's like! Make good entrance. Zis could be very important." He entered the room were the king was at.

"Professor, welcome." To this the weasel nodded his head. "I have a job for you to do. As you can see," he paused for a moment while motioning at the table with the leg missing.

"Ah ze table. So you have spilled ze milk, again? Not gut, not gut. Let me just see." he said inspecting the table. "I vill see vat I can do, just a moment."

To this the Panther replied "Don't be too long. You know I don't like to be kept waiting, you remember what happened last time." The weasel knew just to well and was frightened. "I vill be quick, sire."

"I don't want to use the duct tape, again"

"Yes, I mean no, no duct tape, I don't want the duct tape again."

After leaving the King took his daily royal nap. With Mr. Teddy.

In the lab the Professor was ranting to himself. "Duct tape, he vill get a duct tape. !%#&#&# asshole." he said before taking a deep breath and saying "I'll come down here show him were the duct tape is and were to shove it." in one breath. "Stupid !#&%^$&&^. All I do ALL DAY is try and sort out his *%*$*$@$ stupid problems. Asshole I *%*%^&$ that *^#^$@!@!$. Vat vere ve? Ze milk, ze table. Vat shall ve do whit vis? Ja, clean ze slate."

He moved over to his work bench, were chocolate was sitting on it. "Anti-Gravity Chocolate, kinda verking! Vat vill do, out the !#$@#$#$ vindow vit that." He then tossed the chocolate out.

Whooves suddenly say flying chocolate. "What the bloody hell?" he asked to himself. He ate it and noticed a chocolate bar appear above him, he decided not to question it and just thought he was going crazy. He then noticed a bee crying.

"Oh those nasty wasps. What ever shall we do. My beautiful hive is now gone, and now we'll never see it again." she said through the tears.
'She isn't cute, so I hope she is rich.' thought Whooves. "So, what do you want me to do about it?" he asked "You are sure beautiful." he lied.

"Go and get it for us, please."

"Alright calm down. I'll go and get it for you. Where is it?"

"Follow the signs." she said still crying.

While heading toward the wasps nest he noticed some barracks, but ignored it and focused on the task at hoof. He just trotted toward it and lifted it up. 'This is easy.' he thought immediately regretting saying that as three wasps came from inside their nest.

"Hey, that wise guy is trying to steal our nice new hive." said the boss wasp with a stogie.

"Come on boss! Let's go get him." said the very skinny wasp.

"Yeah, get him." said the fat one in a stupid, deep sounding voice.

"Oh bloody hell, I shouldn't of thought that." Whooves said to himself. Whooves then galloped as fast as he could with the hive on his back, with the wasps diving at him, stingers out. After a long exhausting period Whooves flipped the hive off his back with a buck and onto a familiar 'B' button. It then transformed into a turret and the queen got in.

The wasps came to a screeching halt as the turret zoomed in on the skinny one, who gulped audibly.

"Eat lead, mother buzzer." said Whooves.

The Queen bee, now furious, fired, one by one the wasps were blown to pieces but the bursts.

"Oh thank you Mr., Mr...."

"Whooves."

"Mr. Whooves, none of this would happen if my no good husband. He's gone off with another woman."

"Oh, that doesn't surprise me."

"What?"

"Oh, nothing."

"For your service to the bee community, I present you with this." She motioned to a wad of cash.

"Somebody call for me." said the cash.

Whooves' eyes turned to ₤.

"Who wants some dough?" the cash said as Whooves grabbed it. "Yeah. Cash prizes." said Whooves.

As Whooves crossed a short bridge he noticed some Dung Beetles.

"Alright who's dis?" said the one on the left. "Looks like one of them pony's." said the other one, they both spoke in a Scouse accent.

"I say we go down there and kick the shit out of him."

"Wait until he comes here."

"Ok den, yeh."

Whooves came to a stream and all of the sudden, Birdy came up from behind him. "Hello, me again. Mr. Scarecrow Birdy. What seems to be the problem? Yes, you need manual. Otherwise no, doesn't work. It'll cost you."

"How much?" said Whooves, less than enthused.

"Got any MepsiPax."

"What in the bloody hell is MepsiPax?"

"Actually eh, well, um Ten pounds, long time, you love manual long time."

"Here ya go." Whooves said while pulling out ten pounds.

"Here ya go, manual," Birdy said, handing over the manual adding "Just press B."

As Birdy hobbled off on his stand he began farting with the money his back pocket.

"Get me outta here. You come on, I want to go back in there."

"Suits me."

He finds the catapult, which turns out to be a slingshot. He held the rubber band with his mouth and held the frame between his hooves. He fired at the nearest beetle, it got up and flew toward him and he fired again, this time the beetle exploded into a mass of body parts, blood, and gore. He did the same to the other three. In the end he has to step over the wings and legs of the bloody mess.

After all of the beetles were dead a door opened up. Whooves noticed that he could go two different ways.

"He looked toward the left passage and said "Hmm, that way smells pooey." So he went right.

Back in the castle the Professor looked at a blueprint.

"What do ve have as key elements in experimentation? We have ze table, ze milk in ze glass broken. I see problem. I will have to run experiments. And when my Tediz are ready, ve will see, my lord, who uses ze duct tape. Ha ha ha ha." he said and then broke into an evil laugh.