Part 20 (1/2)
”Mfffmm!” the Mumbler interrupted.
”Zabana,” the jungle prince declared as he moved to block their path.”Oh, yeah?” the mob member retorted.
”Slime,” came the answer of the sand-covered one who now stood next to Zabana.
”Oh, yeah,” the mob member agreed.
”Roger!” Delores laughed.
”Delores!” He laughed back.
”But Dr. Dread!” Louie insisted.
”Mfffffmmmmmmm!” the Mumbler interrupted.
”Yip! Arf!” Dwight elucidated.
”Say,” Roger asked, ”isn't that Dwight the Wonder Dog?”
”Everybody knows Dwight-” Officer O'Clanrahan began.
”Oh, Roger,” Delores whispered sweetly.
”Oh, Delores,” was Roger's husky reply.
”But really!” Louie jumped up and down. ”Doctor Dread!”
”Where?” Roger asked.
”Hey, Roger-Dodger!” Brian called as he trotted up.
”Are we glad to see you!” Frankie added as he tagged along.
”Under!” Louie pointed down.
”Under?” Roger asked. He looked down at the remains of his boat.
”The Cowabunga-munga!” Brian called.
”Any minute now!” Frankie added.
”The Cowabunga-munga?” Delores asked.
”Oh, Delores.” Roger shrugged.
”Oh, Roger,” Delores replied.
”DOCTOR DREAD!” Louie screamed.
”Oh, that's right.” Roger shook his head. ”Under?”
”The boat!” Louie explained. ”When you appeared!””Under the boat?” Roger asked in disbelief.
”Hit right on snakeskin target,” Zabana added admiringly.
”Couldna done better myshelf!” Doc admitted.
”Yip! Arf! Yip!” Dwight cheered.
”Is he dead?” Roger asked, frowning at the bits of charred wood beneath him. As usual when he traveled with the Captain Crusader Decoder Ring, he had brought his most immediate recent surroundings along with him. But he couldn't see Doctor Dread at all.
”Unfortunately, no.” Delores shook her head. ”You can't kill a supervillain that easily.”
''Mfffffffffffffmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” the Mumbler interrupted once again.
”Yip, yip, bark!” Dwight insisted.
”Oh!” Louie remarked. ”Is that what he wants to do?”
KABOOM! the air exploded.
”What was that?” Brian worried.
”More blue smoke?” Frankie joined in.
”Ah hahahaha! Ah hahahaha!” a new voice laughed.
”Menge the Merciless?” Delores asked.
The smoke cleared.
It was more than Menge.
”What are you doing here, worm?” yet another voice added.
”Gripes!” Big Louie yelled. ”It's my sister!”
”My, it's-Roger, isn't it?” Bertha asked coyly.
”Roger?” Delores questioned.
'' Delores!'' Roger insisted.
”I'm so glad you're still here,” Bertha cooed.
”Gee, Bertha,” Louie interrupted. ”Have you turned a new leaf?””Quiet, worm! No, I was afraid Roger would have met his death before I had a chance to use him!” She regarded her prey with half-closed eyes as she made grasping motions with her hands.