The Aristopups

Chapter 12

{to morning, outside the mansion}

Chase: Hey! woo-oof! What a classy neighborhood. Dig these fancy wigwams.

Skye: Wigwams?

Chase: Are you sure we're on the right street?

Skye: Yes. Yes! Let's hurry, we're almost home.

Rubble: Skye! Pups! Hallelujah! They're back! Oh, no! Humdinger! I've got to do something quick!

Humdinger: Humdinger, old chap, get used to the finer things of life. Someday they're all going to be yours, you sly old fox.

[Rubble ties his shoelaces together and wine cork from Humdinger's bottle hits Rubble]

Rubble: Oh, he got me!

Ace: Hooray! We're home!

Lani: Wait for me, wait for me! Me first! Me first!

[They hit the closed entrance and grunt]

Ace: It's locked.

Lani: Come on, let's start meowing.

[They bark] 

Humdinger spits the wine out: It can't be them!

Rubble: The pups! Don't come in! Go away! Away!

Blitz: Look! There's Rubble

Pups: Hi Rubble!

Ace: He's sure glad to see us.

Skye to Chase: I don't know what to say. I only wish that I--

Chase: Maybe a short, sweet goodbye would be easiest.

Skye: I'll never forget you, Chase O'Malley. Bye.

Chase: So long, baby.

Rubble to pups: Don't come in! Look out for Humdinger!

[Humdinger lets them in]

Humdinger: Skye, wherever have you been?

Rubble: Look out for the--[Humdinger catches the dogs] --sack.

Chase: Well. Guess they won't need me anymore.

Humdinger: You came back. Oh. It just isn't fair.

Goodway: Humdinger! Humdinger, come quickly.

Humdinegr: Coming, Madame, coming.[he throws the sack into an oven] I'll take care of you later!

Goodway: Oh, Humdinger, they're back, I heard them! Hurry, hurry, let them in. Skye? Pups? Come here, my darlings. Where are you? Come on.

Humdinger: Uh, allow me, Madame. Here, puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy! Here, puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy!

Rubble to dogs: His name is O'what?

Skye: His name is Chase. Chase!

Lani: Abraham de Lacy Giuseppe Casey!

Skye: Oh, never mind! Run! Move! Go get him!

Rubble: Yes, yes! I'm on my way!

Blitz: I told ya it was Humdinger.

Ace: Aw, shut up, Blitz.

Goodway: Oh, it's no use, Humdinger. I'm afraid it was just the imagination of an old lady. But I was so sure that I heard them.

Humdinger: I'm so sorry, Madame.

Rubble runs after Chase: Mister Chase! Hey! Stop! Skye! Pups! In trouble! Butler did it!

Chase: Skye and pups in trouble? Look, you go get Marshall and his gang of alley dogs.

Rubble: A-a-alley dogs? But I'm a mouse!

Chase: Look, I'm gonna need help.

Rubble: You mean you want me?

Chase: Move! Tell him Chase sent you and you won't have a bit of trouble.