Green Eggs and Ham Season Three: The Last Serving

Episode Three: The Bloody Purpose(pt. 3)

*Hey guys! I'm back with the final part of the episode. The next episode will come out next week. This is published on April 23, 2020. I hope you all are safe and cozy in your homes...I know quarantine is not fun for everyone. Enjoy!*

*Warning: Gore and Violence! And a brief mention of puking. You've been warned.*

Louis and Jean re-entered the bar from the side door. Jean was still pouting from finding out earlier that Louis was an assassin.

"You gotta keep this a secret for me, Jean. Please...you can't tell anyone about this," Louis pleaded a bit while Jean was standing on his shoulder.

Jean exhaled deeply. "Alright. Fine. But somebody is going to know eventually. Somebody like Guy or Sam."

"Thank you, Jean. I owe you one," Louis thanked the mouse while noticing Goat and Michael were dozing off. "Are they--?"

"Drunk. Oui," Jean responded with a sigh.

"Why?"

"They're drowning their sorrows, I guess."

Both Louis and Jean noticed Gluntz entering the bar with a worried gaze until she noticed both Michael and Goat staring at the painting.

"Gluntz!" Louis called out while catching up to her.

Gluntz noticed Louis with a blush but she immediately hid it. "Uh...hey, Louis. What's going on? What are you doing here?"

"Detective work...it didn't turn out to be useful," Louis answered with a small little white lie.

Jean discreetly rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Gluntz approached both Michael and Goat while shaking on their shoulders. "Guys, we need to get to the precinct immediately."

"What's the rush? The world is only going to end in five minutes," Michael spoke drunkenly, his words a slur while collapsing on the counter.

"No, the world is going to end at five o'clock...somewhere," Goat uttered while looking down at his empty shot glass. "We need another!"

"No, you don't," Gluntz replied while moving the shot glasses away from Michael and Goat. "You guys have a new case to crack."

"I thought eggs can be cracked," Goat pointed out while being buzzed.

"And cocaine," Michael added randomly.

"Wait...what's cocaine?"

"I don't know," the fox answered with a shrug.

Gluntz rolled her eyes at both of the boys while helping Michael up off the barstool. "Come on, we got to go."

"I'll help," Louis volunteered while carrying Goat.

"Oh boy," Jean muttered to himself.

They exited the bar to get into the car parked near the entrance. Gluntz was on the driver's side while Louis sat on the passenger side with Goat and Michael at the back seat.

"Where are we going? Are we going to Narnia?" Michael asked Gluntz and Louis, his mind not in the right place.

"OFF TO NARNIA!!!" Goat yelled proudly while Gluntz, Louis, and Jean rolled their eyes at both of the drunk animals.

"There's no point in taking them to the precinct," Louis whispered to Gluntz.

Gluntz shrugged her shoulders. "So, what do we do?"

"Just have the Big Man email you the case and you should be fine," Louis suggested. "Do you know where they live, Jean?"

"I have no idea," Jean answered with a shrug.