The Tales of Huckleberry Hound: Season 4

20. Cat Red-Handed

One day at the studio, Huckleberry Hound and his friends were on the set, filming a closing bumper for their show. Huck was in a disguise, consisting of a big hat, and a fake mustache.

"And....ACTION!!"

Huck was standing in front of the camera as he spoke. "Hey! Do you know me? I'm a busy guy. Huckleberry told me that I could be on the show!"

Hokey Wolf came up to the hound and looked confused. "Who are you?" he asked.

"Why, I'm a busy guy! And I do think you should get some exercise. All those meals you eat aren't that healthy."

Hokey grinned. "You know what? You're right! I should start eating better! Thanks!"

Just then, Pixie and Dixie were being chased by Mr. Jinks once again.

"Come back here, you miserable meeces!" the cat cried.

Huck grabbed the meeces and stared at the cat. "Stop right there!"

"Like, uh, hey! Those meeces are mine!" Jinks snapped.

"Sorry! But you'll have to stop chasing mice! After all, it's important to be kind to animals!"

"Like, uh, shee! This guy isn't joking!"

Huck then laughed and pulled off his disguise. "Gotcha! Huhuhuh!"

"Huck!!" the rest of the gang chorused.

Huck laughed again. "I sure got you, fellers! And I got you folks good too! But the next Huckleberry Hound show is no joke! In fact, it'll have you in hysterics! So don't miss it!"

"And, cut! That's a wrap! Nice work, guys! Keep it up!"

"Thanks, Mr. Director!" Huck replied.

As the gang walked out of the studio, they couldn't stop laughing at how funny Huck's little trick was. Well, almost everyone. Jinks wasn't laughing at all. "Huck, that was the worst practical joke you ever pulled!"

"Aw, come on, Jinks!" Huck replied. "The folks loved it! You heard what the director just said! We were great!"

"But it still wasn't funny!" Jinks snapped. "You tricked me! I don't like tricks!"

He was just about to get his arms ready, but Hokey stopped him. "Oh, no you don't!" he cried. "You don't wanna shove Huck!"

"But he tricked me!" Jinks groaned.

"It's just a show!" Hokey told the cat. "It was just supposed to be part of the act. And besides, it was in the script too!"

Jinks realized what Hokey just said. "Oh, that's right. It was. I forgot."

The gang left the studio and walked into town, but meanwhile, at the airport, a bright yellow cat with a purple vest and a matching hat was just getting off the plane. He wasn't alone, either. He had five other cats following him as they made their way out of the terminal.

"So much for first-class travel," one of the cats grumbled. He had cinnamon-colored fur and wore a white scarf around his neck.

"Like uh, I'm gonna have bruises for days from getting bashed around by all those golf clubs," groaned a cat with olive-brown fur, wearing a back scarf.

"How come we had to ride in the cargo hold anyway?" asked a small indigo-colored cat who wore a white top.

"Because we couldn't afford tickets for all of us, remember?" answered a pink cat who wore a white turtleneck.

"Duh...at least TC stayed with us," said an orange cat wearing a purple shirt.

The yellow cat rolled his eyes. "So what was the point of buying a ticket when I couldn't even use my seat? I had to go down there just to make sure you fellas were comfortable. What a waste of money, I tell ya'. Now we need to make it back. But how?"