[to right outside the house, Humdinger comes out with a basket with the dogs. He takes his motorcycle and carries them away from Paris to windmill, backfiring of Humdinger's motorcycle wakes Rocky]
Napoleon: Zuma. Hey, Zuma.
[Zuma shows up from hay]
Rocky: Zuma!
Zuma: Hey, I'm right here!
Rocky: Listen. Wheels approaching.
Zuma: Oh, Rocky, we done bit six tires today. Chased four motorcars and a bicycle and a scooter.
Rocky: Hush your mouth![he raises an ear] Two-cylinder, chain drive, one squeaky wheel on the front, it sounds like.[they start walking] Now, you go for the tires, and I'll go right for the seat of the problem.
Zuma: How come you always grab the tender part for yourself?
[Zuma steps on his own ear and falls down]
Rocky: 'Cause I outrank you, that's why. Now stop beating your gums and sound the attack!
[Zuma barks]
Rocky: No, that's mess call!
Zuma: Made a mess of it, huh?
Rocky: You can be replaced, you know.
Zuma: Okay, let's charge!
[Zuma lunges forward and falls flat because Rocky stands on his tail]
Rocky: Wait a minute, I'm the leader! I'm the one that says when we go. Here we go. Charge!
[the dogs attack Humdinger, he loses the basket with dogs, during the chase both dogs get into his motorcycle]
Humdinger: Nice doggy! Nice doggy! Heel, roll over, play dead!
[Now dogs have the motorcycle all for themselves]
Zuma: This sure beats runnin', Rocky.
[The motorcycle breaks apart, more comic chase scenes untill Humdinger gets on the main part of the motorcycle and the dogs have the passenger seat]
Zuma: Step on the gas, Rocky!
Rocky: I got her wide open!
[Humdinger escapes, pan to Skye lying under a bridge Thunderclap wakes her up]
Skye: Oh! Oh, where am I? I am not at home at all. Children, where are you? Answer me! Ace? Blitz, Lani, where are you?
Lnai: Here I am, mama.
Skye: Lani, darling, are you all right?
Lani: Uh, I guess I had a nightmare and fell out of bed.
Skye: Now Lani, darling, don't be frightened.
Ace: Mama! Mama!
Lani: That's Ace.
Skye: Over here, darling. Ace, here we are. And don't worry, everything is going to be all right.
Ace (wet and miserable): I'm coming, mama. Gee, I'm cold and I'm w-wet.
[Frog croaks]
Ace: Mama?
[Frog croaks loud]
Ace (frightened): Mama!
[He runs to Skye]
Skye (laughing): Oh, darling. That's only a little frog, my love.
Ace: But he had a mouth like a hippolotamus.
[Frog croaks and Ace snugs to Skye. Lani giggles]
Ace: Oh, what's so funny?
Skye: Now, now, darlings. Darlings, now you just stay here, and I'll go and I'll look for Blitz.[she walks away from the basket and two kittens] Blitz! Blitz, where are you?
Lani: Blitz!
Lani and Ace: Blitz!
[Blitz shows up from the basket]
Lnai: Blitz!
Blitz: Hey, what's all the yellin' about. huh?
Ace: Why didn't you answer?
Lani: Mama! He's been here all the time.
Skye: Oh, thank goodness. Oh, are you all right?
[Skye licks Blitz]
Blitz: I was having a funny dream. Edgar was in it. And we were all riding and bouncing along--[Frogs croak] Frogs? Uh-oh, it wasn't a dream. Humdinger did this to us.
Skye: Humdinger? Tsk! Oh, darling, but that-- why, that's ridiculous.
Ace: Yeah, maybe you fell on your head, Blitz.
[Another thunder]
Lani: Mama, I'm afraid! I wanna go home.
Skye: Now, now, my darling. Don't be frightened.[Loud thunder makes Skye scream a little] Oh dear, oh dear! Let's get into the basket, all of us.
Blitz: What's gonna happen to us?
Skye: Well, darlings, I-- I just don't know. It does look hopeless, doesn't it?
Ace: I wish we were home with Goodway right now.
Skye: Oh. Poor Goodway. She will be so worried when she finds us gone.
[cut to Goodway at home, wakened by thunder]
Goodway: Skye? pups? Oh, my gracious! I had the most horrible dream about them. Thank goodness it was only a dream. Oh dear, what a terrible night. Now, now, my darlings. Don't be frightened. The storm will soon pass.[She opens a curtain to see the basket gone] Oh! Oh, no! They're gone![She runs out the bedroom] Skye? Pups! Skye! Where are you?
[Rubble shows up from his hole]
Goodway: They're gone! They're gone!
Rubble: Skye, pups, gone? Why, that's terrible! But where? Why? Good heavens! Anything could happen to them on a night like this! Get- get washed down a storm drain, struck by lightning. Oh, they'll need help. I've just got to find them. [He runs out of the house] Skye! Pups! Skye! Pups! Pups!

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The Aristopups
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