02x12 - The Fall of Blanc

[bunniefuu]

Ow!

Ok, duck, it's your shift
to monitor all com traffic.

Real crime fighters
don't take shifts.

We're on duty 25/8,




I guess real crime fighters

Don't spend much time
in school, either.

Hey.

What a waste of talent--

Staring at a bunch
of blinking gizmos,

As if anyone knows
what they mean.

What this crime fighter
hero needs

Is a crime fighter
hero sandwich.

Mmm!

Hey, chomper,

That melon you're
chompin' on is no melon.

That's yummy.

Hey, it's dark,

And I'm covered
in slam slime.

Hmm!

Here we go

Now that's what I call
a snack.

Don't even think about it.

Yaah!

Computer: you have


Mr. Duck, my pwanet's
been invaded.

I need the help
of my good fwiend
and top knight.

Mr. Duck, we are under attack!

Pwease hurry!

Ha! Little exaggerator.

Mr. Duck, the fighting
has grown much worse!

Where are you?!

Uh!

Mr. Duck, I hope
you have a good excuse

Why you're not there,

And not just off
makin' a sandwich.

Heh heh!

Mr. Duck?

Mr. Duck?!

Mr. Duck! Mr. Duck!

* Rock 'n' set,
loonatics, let's jet *

* Rev, lexi, and tech *

* Slam, and duck *

* Rock 'n' set, let's jet *

* Ace is cool
and leads the pack *

* Laser sword
strikes 'em back *

* When big, bad bots
smash and attack *

* Lexi's brain-blast
makes 'em crack *

* Quackin' in, quackin' out *

* Duck will
make invaders shout *

* Activate, regenerate *

* Magnetic power levitates *

* Rock 'n' set, let's jet *

* Bam, slam *

* Tornado zing bling baubles *

* Set, let's jet *

* Supersonic rev heats 'em up
at the speed of light *

* Set, let's jet *

* R-r-rock 'n' set, let's jet *

* Whoo! Powers
to protect and serve *

* Tons of ego,
lots of nerve *

* Never question,
never swerve *

* Loonatics unleashed *

Mr. Duck? Mr. Duck,
you must come at once

To defend my kingdom.

And be sure to dwess
in your full knight gear!

Oh, gee!

Computer: that was
your last message.

Would you like to save
your messages?

Uh, nope.

Ace: duck?

Yikes!

Uh-huh.

Uh...uh, I was
gonna tell ya.

I just didn't want to
bore you with the details.

Sandwich?

Ace: ok, loonatics.

Ready, set, let's jet.

Next stop, planet blanc.

I still don't
see why I need to dress

Like I'm goin'
trick or treatin'. Aah!

Tweetums wanted you to
wear your knight outfit, duck.

There must have been a reason.

Yeah, belly laughs.

Every time I deal
with chicken nugget,

I'm the one who winds up
needin' stitches.

So, guys, what's goin' down

At that little spinnin' rock
we call home, huh?

I placed acmetropolis
on code red alert.

And activated
the outer shields.

Sounds like someone's
expecting something unexpected.

We seem to be getting
some very unusual fluctuations

In the space-time continuum.

You must be awfully proud
of that dictionary of yours.

Hey!

Simply put,
something odd is happening

To wormholes
across the universe,

And I have a feeling
that the keyboard man
is behind it.

When he stole zodavia's powers
with a cosmic guitar,

Little did he know
I put a tracking device on it.

Which happens
to have been my idea,

Even though I'm not one
to try to grab credit,

Even when the credit
I'm trying not to grab

Is my credit to grab
in the first place. Hm hm!

Tech: as you can see,
it's a direct match

To the fluctuations emitting
from the black hole

That was last known
to contain optimatus.

So what does
all of this mean?

It's what I feared most.

Keyboard man
has found optimatus.

If they join forces
and capture tweetums,

They'll be unstoppable.

Oh, who doesn't love
little tweetums?

The royal tweetums
reigns over blanc,

And blanc is no ordinary planet.

It's the center
of the universe,

Which makes it the hub
of all wormholes.

Ace: kinda like
grand central wormhole.

So, whoop-di-do.

It's freeway-close
to other parts of the galaxy

I don't want to visit.

Optimatus could use
the wormholes

To strike anywhere
at any time.

But to control the wormholes,

He would first need tweetums'
royal scepter.

Without it, he'd never
find his way out.

Ace: planet blanc
straight ahead.

Duck: the unhappiest place
in the galaxy.

Ace: time to armor up,
crime fighters.

Evil waits for no one.

Zodavia, with tech and rev
back at hq,

You better hang here

And monitor
their communications.

Remember, ace,

The fate of the universe
hangs in the balance.

Danger duck: no biggie,
boss lady.

Remember, you got
a secret weapon on your side,

And that weapon is...

Danger duck!

Yah! Ha unh!

Ha ha!

Uh, just the same,
we may still stand a chance.

Hmm?

Let's jet!

Hey, duck, what happened
to the royal outfit?

I don't wear anything
that makes me feel

The need
to say, "trick or treat."

Whoa! The royal nest
is a royal mess.

Looks like it's all over,

Except for the fat lady singin'.

Danger duck:
or the fat canary.

Uh-oh, that sounds
like trouble.

Did I hear someone call
for an encore, baby?

Unless you want to feel
the wrath of danger duck's

Cage-free, corn-fed
extra jumbo eggs,

I suggest you drop your weapon

And give me the bird!

Nothin' would give me
more pleasure.

Optimatus:
ha ha ha ha!

Surprise, surprise.

If it isn't my favorite
crime-fighting cottontail.

Ace: hey, uh, optimatus,

I got a question for ya.

Do you get cable
with that eye thingy?

You're an annoying creature.

Yah!

Aah!

Rrahh!

Aah! Ohh!

Hmm. That choo-choo
looks awfully familiar.

Deuce:
floppy ears. Ha ha ha!

So, look who crawled
out of the old wormhole.

What's up, deuce?

Just here to settle
some unfinished business,

Bunny rabbit.

You seemed pretty finished
the last time we met.

If you're lookin'
to relive the past,

I'd be happy to please.

Guardian strike sword, attack!

Deuce, cover me
while I kick up the tempo.

I'll cover you, all right.

Now, deuce!

Aah!

Rahh!

Optimatus, I saved you.

What about our partnership?

I already have a partner.

Aah!

Those are what I call
chords of mass destruction.

Noo!

Optimatus has zodavia's powers
and deuce workin' for him.

How are we ever gonna get
our royal fluffball back?

If optimatus had tweetums,

What was he still doing here?

I don't think he found
what he came for.

Maybe tweetums got away.

After all, the royal highness
is a pretty crafty bird.

Hmm, maybe mr. Muzak here

Can shed some light
on things.

Deuce: if we're gonna
conquer the galaxy,

We're gonna need help.

You know what to do.

With zodavia's powers,
you should have no trouble
carrying out my plan.

Soon you will have your
throne, and the loonatics will
be destroyed.

Hurry now!
I will keep looking

For that wretched bird
while you're gone.

Listen, guys,
if I knew anything,

I'd sing like a canary

After what those mangy cats
did to me.

That's nothin' compared
to what we're gonna do to you,

Like make you wear
lexi's shoes

And dance to disco music!

Uh, duck, we don't
do that anymore.

Just this last time?

Ok, liberace,
tell us what you do know.

After I stole zadie's powers,

I had my one chance
to meet the opti-man

And convince him to let me
join his court of hipsters.

I used the guitar

To funk my way
through a wormhole

Into a black hole...

Where I found the opti-man
doin' the prison scene.

I sang him my moody blues

On how I boosted
my way to the penthouse

And could set him
free as a bird.

All I ask is that you grant me
a place on your court.

Ha ha. Granted.

And make my tune
the filengian national anthem.

But we already have
a national anthem.

Come on!

Only two requests--just two.

All right, ok.

But I will need you
to find my greatest general--

Deuce.

Keyboard man:
all that was left was to
find the man with the plan,

Who had his own ideas
on how to bag the world.

Optimatus: deuce, the road
to conquering the universe

Runs through planet blanc.

I want you at my side
as we travel that road.

A road
that will soon be paved

By our fallen enemies.

Keyboard man: so I power-chorded
a wormhole

To the merrie melody
galaxy,

And we got the drop
on the canary king.

Oh!

Keyboard man: despite
scramblin' all his eggs,

Tweetums somehow got away.

I never thought optimatus
would double-cross me.

Zodavia, come in.

What is it, ace?

Looks like somebody
invited the deuce man

To our little party.

Hmm...my brother
has been very busy.

Better alert tech and rev

Tostep up security
at the rail yard

Just in case deuce
gets any ideas

About callin' up
his old robo army.

I'll contact them immediately.

Time to put
the pedal to the metal

And blow this taco stand.

We gotta find tweetums
before optimatus. Let's--

Yo, cats?

What about me?

Yeah, I'm afraid you were
just a one-hit wonder.

Let's jet.

Tech, rev, come in.

Don't you hate it
when old enemies drop in
without calling?

Unh!

Aah! Oh!

Sweet dreams.

Hey, guys, remember me?

Well, if it isn't
sylth vester,

The bad old puddy tat.

I'm now
the gold old puddy tat.

I can see that.

Nice special effects.

Tho, uh, how about opening
the thell?

Sorry, catnip,
we gotta bail.

We've got
the royal feather ball to find.

Oh, I can help ya
find feather ball--

I-i-i mean, tweetums.

I'm a native of blanc,

And I know this planet
like the back of my paw.

Hmm. You know,
whiskers does have a point.

He could prove useful
after all.

Slam, do your thing.

Raahh!

Hey! He took my lunch.

Consider yourself lucky.

At least you still have
your fingers.

Aah! Wha!

Ugh. Huh!

Ohh!

Huh?!

Hey, guys I think
I found somethin'.

Birdseed,

Tiny bird prints,

And feather duster's
little yellow feather.

It looks like we're following
in the footsteps of royalty.

Mr. Duck! Over here!

Look! It's old fast food.

Ooh!

Better stop here.

The tunnel's most
likely booby-trapped.

h* h* h*!

You expect us
to fall for that one?

You want to slow us down

So you can grab buffalo wings
for yourself.

Aah! Let go! Hey!

You were thaying?

Follow me.

Maybe it was a good idea
we brought sylth along.

Hey, wasn't your communicator
that was turned to fairy dust.

I gotta go with duckster
on this one.

I don't trust puss in boots

Any further
than I can throw him.

Hello?

Seems we've got
an orion class cruiser

Knock, knock, knockin'
on acmetropolis's door.

Equipped with a quad
propulsion rocket booster,

A carbon-coated
titanium outer hull,

A klazer laser navigation
gyration stabilizer,

A tech e. Coyote
homing device,

And why does that
all sound so familiar?

Because
it's our dragon ship.

Ace, zodavia, come in.

Come in!
I don't like it.

If it were them,
they would have contacted
us by now.

Come on, rev,
we'd better get

To the rail yard
right away. Rev?

Hey, tech! Yoo-hoo!

It's deuce.

He must have come
for his robotic army.

But without ace's sword,

There's no way
he can activate 'em.

A welcoming party.

How thoughtful.

Uh, except
with that cosmic guitar.

We can't let deuce
get to the cars.

Distract him
with the infinity maneuver

While I take him out
with my neuron net ionizer.

Heh heh heh heh!

Rev: * ha ha ha-ha ha *
missed me!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Aw, you call that
guitar playing?

You couldn't play
a radio! Ha ha!

Catch me if you can.

Woo-hoo! Ah ha ha ha ha!

Yeah, baby! Ha ha ha!

Now, tech!

No!

Well, it looks like
one of your inventions
worked for once,

Not that they don't always work
or always not work.

But I can definitely
say this time, when
we needed it to work...

Perhaps I've said enough.

Ha ha ha ha!

I tawt I taw
a puddy tat!

That line's gettin' old,
chicken little.

I did! I did taw
a puddy tat!

Oh!

Now I gotcha
right where I want ya!

Sylth vester, back off!

You ok there, tweetums?

Something is not right.

It's probably


He gives me
the heebie-jeebies, too.

No, it's not that.

It's...it's...it's...

Ooh!

Gotcha!
Now where's the scepter,
you little winged rodent?

You're a bad, bad man,

And I'll never tell you!

Then I will keep squeezing
until you do!

Agh!

Go ahead,
but you'll be sowwy.

Oh, how can zodavia
put up with this--

Ohh!

You're a robot!

I also have
a self-destwuct mechanism.

All: * ain't we sweet? *

* Ain't we sweet? *

* I ask you vewy confidentially,
ain't we sweet? *

I tawt I taw
a puddy tat!

Sylth vester: not again!

We did! We did!
We did taw a puddy tat!

Thufferin' thucotash!

There's nothin' worse
than a tweetums,

Except a birdbath
full of tweetums.

According
to tech's bio-scanner,

These are all robo-tweetums.

They must be decoys

To help keep
the real tweetums safe.

Hewwo, mr. Duck.

Yeah? What do you want,
robo

I am carrying
a vewy important message

From the real tweetums
just for you, mr. Duck.

Well, I don't got
all day. Spit it out.

Oh, goody. I see you finally
got here, mr. Duck.

But not to worry.

I'm safe, and when you find me,

You can scwub my wittle back.

Oh, yeah,
I'll count the moments.

So where is
his little high and mighty?

Since this message
could be intercepted,

I've been progwammed
not to tell.

Then how
will we find tweetums?

Well, I've been progwammed
to give mr. Duck cwues.

Clues?

Yes. The royal tweetums

Knows how much mr. Duck
wuvs to play games with cwues.

And the hits
just keep on comin'.

The journey will take you
down a tweacherous path

Where you will face
all sorts of dangers.

Just what I've been
looking forward to.

See? Tweetums
was wight about you.

Obviously, you weren't
programmed for sarcasm.

No, I was progwammed
to ignore it.

Aren't you supposed
to self

Once I awaken
my army of robots,

I will conquer all
who stand in my way.

Rise!

I command you to rise!

Soon, I will lead
the greatest army of all time

On the greatest mission--

To conquer the universe!

Ah ha ha ha ha ha!

Aah.

Ace? Ace, come in!

Ace: what's up, tech?

I'm afraid we've got
big trouble.

Rev: yeah, the kind of trouble
that can end the world as we
know it

And make all of my feathers
stand on end,

Which is a pretty amazing
and disturbing sight,

As you can see.

Ha ha ha ha ha!