| Elmer Pig Stories 10 & 11 |
| The Case of King Mutt March 10, 1982 Today I have been given another case. You see, King Mutt, the King of Muttgolia, is missing! I must find him or I won't get the five billion dollars they promised me for his recovery. They know someone from America did it, mainly as the note was in Americanized English. It said, "Dear people of Muttgolia, send 15 billion dollars for the stupid dog or we'll have hot dogs for lunch! Thank you for your attention, signed, the guy who's got your mutt!" Once I read this, I knew LPFB and their gang had something to do with the kidnapping. I drove to LPFB headquarters, knowing they were not there. I walked in and found a cage marked "King Mutt." There lay a large young dog, though he looked old. He rolled over and looked up. "Well, I'm glad you got here. Are you going to get me out or not?" He paused as I looked around for a way to open the cage. "The keys are next to the exit sign." I walked over and got the keys, quickly returning to unlock the cage. Just as I unlocked the door, LPFB and their gang (BBW, Alan Alligator, Beaky Bat, Flopsy, and Butcher) all walked in the front door. They came straight for us and we had quite a fight. King Mutt and I fought well, but they were just too much for us. They put us in the same cage I just freed the King from, but they wrote on the sign "King Mutt and E Piggy." Then I remembered that I still had the key in my pocket! Well, when the bunch of do-badders went to sleep, I opened the cage and we started toward the Exit. We opened the door and ran as fast as we could to my car. Once we got there, we drove as fast as I could to my hideaway--past the city limits of New Yuk. King Mutt and I settled down and went to sleep. March 11, 1982 We woke up bright and early to a beautiful day. I told him that I was going to send him back to Muttgolia and he nearly died. "I want to stay in America! Muttgolia is boring! I'll go back to Muttgolia to get everything I need and sell the rest, but from now on Muttgolia needs to have a President!" King Mutt teared up with joy at the thought of "freeing" his country and living in America. I was shocked to hear him say such a thing, but I went back to Muttgolia with him. I still got my five billion dollars for saving him. Then, when King Mutt came back to America, he bought two mansions and two new Porsches, then gave me one of each! Finally, he opened two bank accounts, putting my 5 billion in one (my account) and his google in the other (his account). King Mutt and I lived side-by-side and we were now partners in the detective business! He said he was glad he'd met me because he'd always wanted to be a detective. He also said he really liked me and loved America. I liked him a lot and I still like him a lot! I think this is the beginning of a beautiful partnership! The Case of the Zots April 1, 1982 At first I thought the cases they gave me were April Fool's jokes. That's because everytime King Mutt and I got to the scene of a crime, we'd be told, "Zot's already finished the case, sorry!" After many a Zot story, I knew it was no joke, there was a "Zot." I tried to figure out what it could be: a "Zesty Old Timer" or "Zingy Orange Tang"? I decided to find out what Zot was because it was probably the only case Zot wouldn't take. King Mutt and I decided to wait until tomorrow...I needed some sleep! April 2, 1982 Today I went to a location where a case was supposedly waiting on us. Since no Zot had been there yet, King Mutt and I hid behind a car to wait...surely the Zot would show up! A couple of minutes later, some mice or rats came to the door of the house. The black one knocked on the door and the two were let into the house. King Mutt and I snuck over to the window and looked in. The mice/rats were investigating! When they came out, we heard them say, "Remember it was the Zots who helped you with your case!" With that, I looked at King Mutt and he reached up and grabbed them--we were right next to the staircase--making sure to pin their arms to their bodies. They screamed threatening remarks like, "when we get out of this, we'll zap you to kingdom come!" King Mutt and I chuckled as he taped their arms to their bodies as they claimed that they were only powerless when they couldn't move their arms. (Not that we believed them, but we were working a case!) King Mutt then stuck them in an empty pickle jar with holes in the top (we didn't want to suffocate them). Once we got back to my house, we took them to my scientists--the three little pigs--to find out just what these Zots were. When we brought in the jar, the three little pigs seemed insulted. "I didn't know you were rodent exterminators!" They snarled at us. "We're not exterminators," I assured them. "These are the Zots we've told you about." For a moment, the mansion was silent. "Those are the Zots?" The first little pig asked as all three frowned. "Yes, they are. They're very smart and claim to have lots of powers." King Mutt said, putting on his best scientific tone. With that, he opened up the jar and took the two mice out. We then untied their arms. The Zots said that they would listen to our explanation of why we treated them like vermin and, if the explanation wasn't good enough, we'd be sorry we'd ever bothered them. We explained how they were taking all our business away and endangering the police force. Because since the Zots had been solving all the cases, there soon would be no need for any of us. Then, if anything should ever happen to the Zots, no one would be left to take care of things. The two Zots listened intently, then admitted that they had not thought of the consequences to others. They agreed to work with us on some cases and only tend to dire emergencies otherwise. |