Bob assured us that the atmosphere was fine but still Snowie liked to check these things out.
"The atmosphere is almost identical to earth!" she mused.
The monitor's changed their usual space view and what we saw was pawsitively breathtaking.
Bob mumbled some apology and then ran off.
"Bob!" I yelled aftur his disappearing figure.
"Oh don't vurry," Pandora said in her odd little foreign accent. "He's just gone to to find his peeps, he vill be back in no time."
A few minutes later we had a picnic set up and everything was all rather peachy, Posie returned from her solo scouting mission and reported that the vicinity was clear and no hostiles were present.
"Good news!" I said cheerily and offured Posie a niptini.
Leaning back on my pop-up hammock, I let the gentle breeze ruffle my fur as the tri-suns blazed in the star-splattered sky.
"Absolutely," Humphrey agreed getting comfy on a floor-cushion next to me.
Time ticked by and we were all just chillaxing as though we hadn't a care in wurld, when all of a sudden we heard Bob wailing.
The wail sounded again and that's when I looked up. Bob was perched in a tree sobbing.
"Dude, what the flip are mew doing up there?" I asked as I heard the distinct sounds of guns readying as I ran towards him.
He wailed again and then blurted. "The Opal City is gone, effurything is gone Basil?"
"What?" I yelled. "How is that possible? We came to the exact time space co-ordinates mew instructed."
"I don't know Basil!" he sobbed and began to slide down the branches between anguished cries.
Humphrey shrugged. "It could be, but wouldn't Bob know about it if it was?"
"True," I conceded, then added. "Bob how much time has passed since mew were here last?"
Bob stared at me and began to mumble numbers, he finally said. "I've been gone just under one of your earth years."
"Were your people wurking on any cloaking tech before mew left that would render your city invisible?" I asked.
"Hmmmmm, great uncle Eugene was wurking on something to evade the Eveeel One," he replied thoughtfully.
"Get that cube thingummy out," I said suddenly. "That might be the key!"
The little Fuzzykin gave me a toothy smile as he removed the Cube of Averon from his rucksack and held it in his paw. He held it up to his eye, peering around and finally aftur doing a complete 360 he locked onto something. He let out a huge sigh and almost slid of Parsley's back with relief as he pointed towards the far hill.
"It's there, right there," he beamed at me. "Thank mew Basil, thank mew Basil."
"Dude, mew were so happy to be home that mew probably furgot," I said patting him gently on the head. Glancing towards the hill I noticed that the tall grass was moving but there was nothing visible to the naked-eye. "Bob are your peeps coming to great us as there's a lot of movement on that there hill mew're looking at?"
"Do mew mind?" I asked Bob pointing to the cube.
Bob nodded and I took a turn to look through the magical object.
The entire B Team stood waiting fur confirmation.
"Dudes the pawty is a wrap because we've got a war to win!" I yelled. "Let's get armed and dangerous HOOAH!"
* * *
Mew know one thing about The B Team, we're ready fur anything and while mew're thinking we'd all been sat there doing nothing, in fact we were doing plenty while we were sat there doing nothing FYI! MOL
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I nudged Amber. "Is the perimeter snare activated?"
"Sure is Basil!" Amber replied grinning.
"Fudge did mew set the Para-light-boxes fur a five second delay?"
"Yes Basil," Fudge answered and waved a remote device at me.
"Good job Fudge!" I praised. "Smooch and Parsley, did mew replicate enough ammo should we need it? And what about the RMD's, did mew manage to re-program them Humphrey?"
The two heathens nodded as Humphrey said. "Of course I did, though I have to say Astrid really did a number on their circuits, I had to strip them back to basics and almost do a total rebuild," then added. "But they'll do whateffur mew need now."
"Snowie, comms on what channel?"
"Comms on channel one Basil!" she said, and I gave her the paws up sign.
"Pandora, are mew going to be able to protect the TTTB with the robot mice droids?"
"Basil, I vas in the Resistance remember, of course I can hold off the enemy!" she replied with a really dangerous smile. "I 'ave my veapons, enough ammo to last two days and a couple of expendable RMD's under my command... life is so beautiful!"
I had no wurds fur that, so I just nodded and moved on, mumbling, "Good, good!"
"And this means what?" I asked as I watched Parsley and Smooch set up the 50 Cal on the back of the ATV Humphrey had just de-miniaturized with his ray-gun.
"It means that they're all dead," Posie said.
"The Eveeel One is marching a ghost army to fight us, is he dead too?"
"He's some kind of demon," Posie said soberly. "But it gets wurse Basil."
"Wurse, what's wurse than fighting an army of souls?"
"Basil do mew remember that the Creator dude said that he had a mission fur mew and that only mew could take care of it?" Posie asked.
"Well this is that mission!" she said.
The entire B Team stared at me.
"Basil, the Creator needs mew to save Catopia because this is the gateway wurld to the Rainbow Bridge and if it falls into the hands of the Eveeel One all souls will go elsewhere," Posie explained.
I looked at Bob, he gave me a terribly sheepish glance and then concentrated really hard on a blade of grass under his right paw. "Bob, is this true?"
"Awwwww shucks Basil, he made me promise not to tell mew, mew know what that dude is like... all secret this and secret that and all will be revealed in good time... blah, blah, blaaaaaaaah..." Bob blurted with a mild grimace.
"So what mew're saying is; the Eveeel One is a demon, and the Creator needs me to save Catopia because otherwise the Eveeel One will be stealing souls and sending them elsewhere?" I asked.
"Yep!" Bob and Posie replied.
"So the Eveeel One wants to stop all access to the Rainbow Roads by closing the gateway to the Bridge fureffur?!" I paused. "So what was a simple, smash 'em, grab 'em and bag 'em mission has turned into someething so much more?!"
"So why aren't your peeps fighting Bob?" I asked, watching through the glass cube as the invisible army turned and headed on a direct path towards us.
"Basil, we are millennia old and have been here a furry long time moving souls into their new lives, there were neffur more than a hundred of us, but the Eveeel One has managed to cull our numbers dramatically since I left," Bob explained. "I myself am offur thirty millennia old..."
He let that statement hang in the air fur a brief moment.
"Mew're thirty thousand years old?" Smooch almost choked.
"Jeez, mew could make a mint from selling your youth-secrets to the general public!" Amber mused.
"Stop, wait, back-up," I said. "Bob dude, mew're really 30,000 years old?"
Bob nodded. "Basil I'm one of the last remaining immortals left in the entire universe."
I pondered all the possibilities, I remembered what the Creator had told me *BTW it's totally classified* and was mulling it all offur when Snowie and Humphrey both said. "Basil mew have to fix this, we'll be leaving really soon and we don't want to go elsewhere!" They pointed downwards.
'OMC!' I thought. 'That would be totally heinous!"
I took a breath and said. "Dudes if it's the last thing we do, we take down the Eveeel One and save the gateway!"
"Basil can we fight with conventional weapons?" Parsley asked. "What wurks on souls of the damned fur full extermination?"
Fudge pointed his remote unit towards the marching force and hit the green button.