The scene: Hunter Pond, where a melee has broken out between a group of primates just looking to kick back & have some fun, and a group of DFOers who have been hurled through time, attacked by a giant squirrel, and forced to put up with PK.

Currently, Moosemas Gorilla is shaking Red Swimtrunks Chimpanzee while stepping on Green Swimtrunks Chimapnzee’s head, Horatio Cornblower is hanging on & trying to defuse the situation, Otto’s Brain is rolling around like crazy, avoiding an enraged orangutan and PK is up a tree, trying to escape from several irate apes.

PK (shrieking): Go away, you stupid monkeys! I don’t have any bananas for you!

Bespectacled Chimpanzee: Monkeys?!! How rude! Come down here, sir, and I shall give you the thrashing you so richly deserve!

Chubby Chimpanzee: You tell him, Terrance! We shan’t be made fun of by a human with such ridiculous hair! I say, sir, is that a bun on your head or did your mother knit you a stocking cap, but forgot the cap?

Bespectacled Chimpanzee: Oh, good one, Mortimer! That’ll teach the cheeky blighter!

Disgusted Orangutan (grumbling): I swear, this is the last time we invite drama geeks to a party.

Otto’s Brain slaloms through the apes’ legs as he avoids the enraged orangutan.

Otto’s Brain: ‘Scuse me, guys, just rolling through. Don’t mind me.

Enraged Orangutan (trying to grab Otto): Stand still and fight, ball! I ain’t gonna hurt ya…much.

Otto’s Brain (blowing a raspberry…somehow): Ah, better apes than you have tried!

Moosemas Gorilla (shaking Red Swimtrunks Chimpanzee like a terrier shakes a rat): OOK!

Red Swimtrunks Chimpanzee: H-he’s s-s-saying h-h-e’s a b-b-bit ups-set with us-s-s!

Green Swimtrunks Chimapnzee (from under Moosemas Gorilla’s foot): Mmph! Ya think?

Horatio Cornblower: Calm down, big guy! I’m sure they didn’t mean any harm!

In the distance a siren can be heard, getting closer and closer.

Otto’s Brain: Hey, the bacon brigade’s on their way! Let’s cheese it, guys!

Moosemas Gorilla tosses Red Swimtrunks Chimpanzee into the Enraged Orangutan chasing Otto, and they fall into a heap.

Otto’s Brain (rolling by): Thanks! Now let’s beat feet. Prison orange ain’t my color.

Moosemas Gorilla follows, with Horatio riding on his shoulder.

PK (still up in the tree): Guys? Guys…! What about me?

Chubby Chimpanzee: Come down here, sir, and we shall make an example of you!

Bespectacled Chimpanzee: Tut tut, Mortimer. The fray has ended, and the other side has fled. Let us be gracious in our victory.

Disgusted Orangutan (grumbling): I hate you guys…

PK’s grip on the tree loosens and, like the Bigfoot in the Pacific Northwest centuries ago, he falls with a screech. Unlike the Bigfoot, however, PK doesn’t have a gun-toting Ellen Degeneres waiting for him. Instead he has three apes, who are very unprepared for the sight of PK’s voluminous ass as it rapidly plummets toward them. Shocked into a mere moment’s hesitation, they fall victim to PK’s rotundness and go down in a heap.

PK gets up and scurries after the DFOers as the apes collect their senses.

PK: Guys! I got down from the tree! Hey, wait up, guys!

Bespectacled Chimp (on the bottom of the heap): Forsooth, I am wounded! I fear I breathe my last…

Disgusted Orangutan (grumbling): Oh, shut up!

Cut to: The police car arriving on the scene. Top Detective is behind the wheel while Hardboiled Detective rides shotgun.

Hardboiled Detective (surveying the scene): Good lord, what happened here?

Top Detective (stopping the car & getting out): Quite the scuffle, from the looks of it. And I’d bet my last dollar that drugs were involved.

Hardboiled Detective (sighing): You say that on every case.

Top Detective: And half the time I have a fifty-percent chance of being right, mister!

Hardboiled Detective (doing the math in his head): Umm…

Green Swimtrunks Chimapnzee pulls himself out of the ground and casually lights up a banana weed joint. He exhales with a smile, then looks over to see the two detectives staring right at him.

Green Swimtrunks Chimpanzee: Ah, crap.

Hardboiled Detective (getting out his handcuffs): I hate it when you’re right.

Top Detective: It’s not about being right, mister. It’s about doing the job. Is it a tough job? Sure. It’s never easy booking a young ape and changing his or her life forever just because they smoked a natural, free growing plant. But I don’t think about those consequences. I don’t think about how that ape has a record now, and can’t go to college or get a good job because of a single incident. I just do my job, mister, and you should, too.

Hardboiled Detective walks over to Green Swimtrunks Chimpanzee, who is smiling nervously and trying to hide the joint. He reaches down, drops the handcuffs on the ground, takes the joint and takes a yuuuuge toke.

Top Detective: Just what are you doing, mister?

Hardboiled Detective (dropping his badge): What am I doing? I’m quitting, that’s what.

Top Detective (shocked): You can’t just quit! You’re a cop, mister, that’s who you are!

Hardboiled Detective (toking again): That’s who I was.

Top Detective: But where will you go? What will you do now?

Hardboiled Detective: I’m gonna go find Rikki, Beerguyrob and the others, and then I’m going to party like it’s 1999. Or 2499. Or whenever.

Top Detective: You can’t do that! We have a job to do, mister, and you can’t just walk away from it!

Hardboiled Detective (handing the joint back to Green Swimtrunks Chimpanzee): Can’t I? Just watch me.

Top Detective: You get back here, mister! You’re a detective! You can’t just leave!

Hardboiled Detective: Not any more. And you can call me by my name now, not that you ever bothered to learn it. It’s Meathook. Brick Meathook.

A shocked Top Detective can only watch as Brick Meathook walks away, then backs up a few steps, takes the joint from Green Swimtrunks Chimpanzee, then walks off again. Green Swimtrunks Chimpanzee looks at Top Detective, shrugs, then jogs off after Brick Meathook.

Chubby Chimpanzee (trying to extricate himself from the ape pile): Prithee, sir, may I request a favor?

Top Detective (glaring): Shove it, geek.

To be continued…