Everyone ready to rescue the guys and the cars?

(Mike just groans.)

Peter: Where are they?

*Micky whimpers.*

Davy: I don't like this...

(We open the way we left off, with Zelda and Micky in her bed. Zelda sits up, grinning from ear to ear. She has the covers over her unmentionables.)

Zelda: There! Wasn't that nice?

Micky: *Groans* Lauren...

Zelda: All that, and you're STILL talking about her!

Micky: You're...rough...

Zelda: What, you don't like it rough? I thought you were a Savage!

Micky: No...don't like...

Zelda: Well... (she pulls him over a bit more gently) I can be as cuddly as the next girl. I guess I'm too used to Alex. He LOVES rough play.

Micky: Mmhhmmm...

Zelda: (Rubs his shoulders) But you aren't used to it. Maybe you should be. That Mother of yours should kick you in the pants every now and then.

Micky: *Whimpers* Lauren...

Zelda: But I'm pretty nice too, aren't I? (She rubs further down his back)

Micky: Mmhhnnn....

Zelda: I think this is making you feel better. (Goes even further down and a little harder)

*Micky moans long and low.*

Zelda: Oooh, you LOVE that! (She continues rubbing in the same spot)

*Micky gives another long and low moan.*

Zelda: (Her hands run down his buttocks) You know, now that we're all cozy, there's a few things I wanted to ask you....

Micky: *Shudders a little* Hmm?

Zelda: (Whispers in his ear as she continues to rub) About the cars....

Micky: Mmmm?

Zelda: Those cars. How did you get them to talk?

Micky: ...Talk?

Zelda: Normal cars don't talk, you know. Or give advice. Or give powers.

Micky: Normal?

Zelda: Yes. You put a crystal into the red car, I believe. Your mentor, Ursula?

Micky: Ursula?

Zelda: Yes, she's the one who gave you your powers.

Micky: Powers?

Zelda: Yes, your imagination powers.

Micky: What about them?

Zelda: Well, Ursula gave you those powers. How can I take her out of the car, so I can thank her? ;)

*Micky just stares at her, blankly.*

Zelda: Ok, how did you get her into the car?

Micky: Who?

Zelda: Your mentor, Ursula.

Micky: What about her?

Zelda: How do you get her out of the car?

(Zelda squeezes his buttocks rather hard.)

Zelda: Well?

Micky: *Yelps* Well, what?

Zelda: (Squeezes his buttocks again) Tell me how to get your mentor Ursula out of the dashboard of that car!

*Micky whimpers.*

Zelda: Well, talk! We need to know! We want to find out how to get her out of there!

Micky: *cries out* I don't know! I don't remember! *breathes heavily* Brain is mush... :P :((

Zelda: (Rubs his rear again) Looks like we're going to have to perk that brain up, aren't we? ;)

Micky: *Groans* Can't...need Lauren...too numb...

Zelda: (She rubs harder) What about me?

Micky: *Shudders* Can't... take much more...

Zelda: (Growls) You're gonna tell me what I want to know, or else...

(Suddenly, the door bursts in. Peter, Valerie, Daphne, and Davy storm into the room!)

Davy: Or else what?

Peter: (Aims his crossbow at Zelda) Hands off. You may look like his wife, but you're definitely NOT her.

Zelda: What? How did you find us?!

*Micky flops back, worn out.*

Peter: The demons downstairs told us.

Valerie: You'd be surprised how responsive they can be after a nice round of tickling.

Zelda: Those rotten creatures!

Peter: They're kittens for now, if you want to go downstairs and deny them their daily tuna. I shot them with my arrows. It's only temporary, though. (Chuckles) Shame. They make much better-looking kittens than demons.

(Valerie and Daphne go over to the bed and bodily remove Zelda from it. She holds the comforter around her private parts.)

Peter: Now, first of all, where are our children and Lauren?

Zelda: I don't know! The kids stuck me in a cage, then ran out. Sheila and Alex lost the Mother to them.

Peter: (Sighs) On one hand, I'm glad she's safe with them. On the other hand...you wouldn't have seen where they took them, would you?

Zelda: *Sighs* Not a clue.

Peter: How about the cars?

Zelda: I'm not telling.

Peter: Daphne, throw her out a window.

Zelda: And I'll just disappear before I hit the ground.

Peter: I'm sorry to have to do this to you, Zelda, but... (He shoots her. When the arrow hits her, there's a blue light around her. When the light's gone, a purple flower in a pot sits on the bed next to Micky.)

Valerie: (Leans over and sniffs the flower) Smells like Zelda's perfume.

Daphne: She looks much better like this.

Davy: How's Micky?

Peter: (Sits next to Micky as Valerie moves the pot to a table) His aura is weak and very shaky.

*Micky whimpers again.*

Davy: I don't like the sound of that.

Peter: Micky, how do you feel?

*Micky stares at Peter for a moment, frowning. Then, he sits up, latches onto Peter, and bawls into his chest.*

Daphne: This is bad.

Davy: We need to get Lauren back before we lose Mick.

Peter: (Hugs Micky) We'll get Lauren back, Mick. Don't worry. I guess you can't feel where she is right now.

*Micky shakes his head without moving.*

Peter: We'll find her, Mick. I doubt the kids went underground. There's only so many places they can be on the upper levels of the Ghost Town Complex.

Valerie: I'm scared to death for the kids, too. They don't know what they're doing, and they may get hurt...or traumatized.

Davy: *Nods* It's all well and good if we find Lauren, but if the devils have truly done to her what we think, that might be an issue.

Peter: We need to find her and find her soul. (Frowns) I wonder where they'd keep them?

Valerie: I hope not down below. I really don't feel like facing the underground complex. We get so lost down there.

Daphne: Which is probably where they are.

Peter: (He gives Micky a hug) I wish there was a way we could help you feel better.

Davy: We should be able to do something with our powers to help.

Peter: Davy, you and I have some healing powers. Maybe we could heal Micky somewhat to make him less confused.

Davy: It's worth a try.

(Peter and Davy sit on either side of Micky and put their arms around him. They concentrate. There's a series of blue lights around Micky.)

Peter: (As the lights subside) How do you feel now, Mick?

Micky: *Takes a deep breath, then nods; speaks quietly* Better. I just wish...I had some clothes on.

Peter: (Blushes and looks under the remaining sheet at Micky) Oh. I think we can fix that. (He concentrates again. When the blue light subsides this time, Micky wears his red MonkeeLeague uniform.)

Micky: *Faint smile; quietly* Thank you.

Peter: You're welcome. (Frowns) Have you seen Michael? He's missing, too.

Micky: *Shakes his head; still quiet* No, they separated us. Besides, I wasn't really paying attention.

Peter: (Sighs) This is not going well. Now we have to find Michael and Lauren and the children and the cars.

Valerie: We just have to hope they're all still above-ground. If they've gone into the underground maze, we could be looking for days.

Peter: Maybe we could imagine ourselves to or near Michael.

Emma: (Nods as she comes in) That would do it, Peter. And there's no one in the hallway. I patrolled it myself.

Peter: Then we'll head out and use our powers to find Michael next.

Valerie: (Nods) We'll take one thing at a time and hope that the Devils haven't found the kids and Lauren or done anything to anyone. For all we know, they're still tied up in the suites above the general store.

Peter: Micky, are you up for using your powers, or should we leave the normal way?

Micky: Can we leave the normal way?

Peter: (Nods) We can do that.

Emma: And we'd better do it fast. (Groans) Mike's not in good shape.

Valerie: Let's go. Micky, do you need any help?

Micky: *Still quiet* I'm fine.

Peter: (Puts an arm around Micky) Ok, then. Ready to go?

Micky: *Faint smile* Yeah.

(The six MonkeeLeague members head out, following the field-hockey-stick-wielding Emma. The camera fades out on the deceptively dainty-looking purple flower in the pot on the table...)