Professor Quigley to the Rescue!

The Friday before MC Ballyhoo hosted a Luau to welcome summer, Professor Quigley was on his day off from saving the day with me and my Cartoon Heroes. Here, he was almost done working for some more entries to Mr. Websley's updated talking dictionaries.

"Whammy, could you drop down another "IM" and a letter D, please?"

"AND IM FOR YOU," said the Word Whammer 3000. "AND A LETTER D, TOO."

The D dropped down, and the "IM" ending did so, as well. Thankfully, that was the last word that Quigley had to build. He felt a little bit of sweat on his forehead due to working for hours.

"Well, I did it," Quigley said to himself. "And just in time..."

Mr Websely was just about to arrive.

"Where is my order?" asked Mr. Websely.

A few workers had to give Mr. Websley a mass of talking dictonaries.

Professor Quigley handed Mr. Websley one of the dicitionaries and said, "A sweet sucess. I'm as sure as the starry skies that you will love them with all your heart."

"Qua, why mentions of the stars? Have you rescued over-intelligent aliens a month ago?" Websley quacked, tugging the dictionary out of Quigley's hands. He started to give it a little look, while his eyes sparkled with delight.

"D, U, C, K, SPELLS DUCK! QUACK!" said the dictonary.

Mr. Websley was so engaged into admiring the dictionary, he couldn't help but say, "Consider me sold!" He continued to admire the hard work the factory put into that dictonary.

Even Quigley felt happy about Mr. Websley feeling satasfied. He nodded his head in agreement, then flipped his lab coat and turned away.

Suddenly, Quigley's phone began to ring.

"Professor, doesn't Mr. Websley adore those dictonaries?" I asked.

"He sure does," replied Quigley.

"I'm glad to hear. Night has fallen, and we going to set up the decorations and activites for MC Ballyhoo's Summer Solstice Luau. It's going to begin at 5:45 PM tommorow night."

"I can't help but feel excited to see you all there."

"Thanks, professor. I will see you tomorrow night. Capiche?"

"Understood."

"Alrightie then. May the stars illuminate your wings."

"Yours, too."

Quigley was also glad that he didn't have to work tomorrow. He felt a little tired, so he decided to visit the Z room next door at the Letter Factory to sleep.

The next day, 2:21 PM. Ballyhoo, Big Top, Lemmy, Komodo, Lazlo and I were preparing for the party.

Lemmy was wearing black boxer shorts and held a girly, looking boogie board with him. Lazlo wore his signature Bean Scout swimwear, as MC Ballyhoo wore a hawaiian getup fit for a beach party. Komodo, on the other hand, wore a faded, tattered, baggy karate gi-like outfit loose enough to keep his steel structure cool.

There is going to be dancing, a barbecue, swimming in the ocean, and even a limbo session.

"Hey, guys!" Lemmy called out. "I brought my new, trusty boogie board with me!"

"Cool, Lemmy," said Komodo. "Betting the creatures of the ocean will visit. The gods of water have been taking very good care of the multiverse's sea for a while. Purifying the water and even depleting trash just to protect the wildlife in the ocean blue."