26 April 1995
Their next mission was to take place in the Rocky Mountains of Canada. An event is happening in Canada. The Prime Minister, Mr. Bearskin is getting married. And their wedding reception is taking place in Lake Louise, Alberta and Cucumber & Pickles are taking photos of the wedding too. They landed in Canada and Cucumber walks into the telephone booth, inserting a few cents in the machine and poking the number buttons to dial Editor Eddie. Editor Eddie picks up and Cucumber has called him to tell that they landed in Canada and vowed to take great pictures whilst they travel through the Rockies. Pickles was waiting for Cucumber for their train ride. Unfortunetly, Cucumber was talking to Editor Eddie on the phone for a bit causing the train to leave. After a conductor shouted "All aboard!". Cucumber heard it and hangs up the phone and runs to the train. The train took off leaving the two angered. Pickles attempted to chase the train.
Pickles: HEYY!! WAIT!! WE GOT TICKETS!! STOP THE DAMN TRAIN!!!
Cucumber: WAIT UP!!
Pickles: Brilliant, Such a grand start for our mission to the Rockies. Missing the train.
Cucumber: If Editor Eddie wasn't such a blubbermouth too much, then we would catch the train on time!
Pickles: This better be a "no offence" to him because you can't call him that right to his face!
Cucumber: Okay, It's a "no offence" to Editor Eddie. But still, It's like we got our train tickets for nothing.
Pickles: And we missed our train, I don't think Editor Eddie is going to be very pleased about this.
As the two stood there waiting for the next train to come, A friendly voice spoke to the two. It was a raccoon called "Constable Raccoon". As he introduced himself, Pickles gazed at him and smitten because of his looks. Cucumber allowed her to introduce herself and introduce Pickles and told Constable Raccoon the fact that they missed their train.
Cucumber: Do you know when the next train is?
Constable Raccoon: Why yes I do. In about a week or two.
Cucumber & Pickles: DAMMIT!
Constable Raccoon: Rest easy, I can help you.
Cucumber & Pickles: You can?
Constable Raccoon: Of course! I have this handcar so that way you can catch the train of yours.
Pickles: A handcar? Are you serious? No way!
Cucumber: What? Would you rather go on foot?
Pickles: I guess I ran outta choices.
Cucumber: Alright, We'll hop in that handcar of yours. Come on, Pickles.
Constable Raccoon was the first to hop on the handcar, and then Cucumber hops on the handcar, Pickles walks on the handcar but he ended up hitting his testicles on the handle. But at least he made it on the handcar. They begin to pump the handcar to make it run so that way they can catch the train.
Meanwhile, In a cabin, there are two hungry crooks residing. One named Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes. Grizzly Jack wanted food. So he asked Husky Blue Eyes to whip up something for him to eat.
Grizzly Jack: I'm mighty hungry, Husky Blue Eyes.. There's no real food left anywhere.
Husky Blue Eyes: How about fillet sole?
Grizzly Jack: Fish?!
Husky Blue Eyes: No, All I have is a shoe.
Grizzly Jack: Really?! I'm not eating that.
Leaving Grizzly Jack disgusted, They hear a train horn coming by their cabin. They recognised the horn, it was the Lake Louise train.
Grizzly Jack: Hey, That sounds like the Lake Louise train! I'll bet they've got tons of food to eat on board!
Husky Blue Eyes: Well, since we can't dine in, Why don't we dine out, eh?
Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes get ready to leave their cabin on the search for grub on the train. Will they be able to catch the train on time? Who will catch the train first? Those hungry crooks or the travel photographers? Back to the travel photographers. They are still pumping the handcar to get to their train. But it's a lot of hard work from all the pumping leaving Cucumber & Pickles exhausted.
Cucumber: (Panting) Gee, Thank you Constable Raccoon the royal Canadian lake uhhh.. uhhh.. What was the... rest..?
Constable Raccoon: Just call me Constable Raccoon. That's more simple, dear lady.
Cucumber: Anyways.. You're.. truly.. helpful..
Constable Raccoon: The royal Canadian mountain police are always on hand to serve!
Pickles: Uhhh.. Don't these things come with... engines? I'm tired.. Or.. brakes..?
Constable Raccoon: Hang on tight! We're going down a hill!
Cucumber & Pickles: (Screaming)
Leaving Cucumber & Pickles horrified from the rough ride down the tracks with the handcar, They held on as tight as they could. Cucumber nearly flew out of the handcar as her hand slipped off the handle and Pickles was trying to grab her hand to get her back on the handcar, but her hand was sweaty; making it difficult for Pickles making a good grip on her hand. He did his best to squeeze tight and pulled her back on the handcar and Cucumber's wrist ends up on Pickles' mouth because he pulled hard and ended up kissing it. Cucumber quickly swipes her hand off of Pickles' mouth and wipes the saliva off of her hand in disgust. At least the ride was almost over.
Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes wander outside of the cabin to find where they can find some food for their shelves.
Grizzly Jack: How do you know they have a dining car on board?
Husky Blue Eyes: Oh, they don't have a dining car, but they do have a supply car and we're going to stock up our kitchens with their supplies!
Grizzly Jack: But how are you and I gonna stop a moving train?
Husky Blue Eyes: Gee, I never thought about that.
Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes sulk after they ran out of ways to catch a train until an avalanche occurred sending them sliding down a hill and they landed bottom first on a train. Believe it or not, It was the supply train they were pursuing.
Husky Blue Eyes: Hey! That wasn't so hard!
Grizzly Jack: Tell that to my aching ass!
The two got up off their feet and start to search for an entrance to one of the box cars of the train for the food. They found a little hatch on the roof of it and they open it. Just to their luck, they found loads of food inside the boxcar.
Grizzly Jack & Husky Blue Eyes: Oooo! Food!
Grizzly Jack: And cake! Mmmm! This is going to be good!
Whilst Grizzly Jack was thinking about the yummy food, Husky Blue Eyes wasn't next to him no more, so he climbs down a ladder of the box car so he can disconnect the boxcar from the front train so the controller of the train would never notice them.
Grizzly Jack: What are you doing, eh?
Husky Blue Eyes: We're going to take the whole box car and eat like aces for life!
Grizzly Jack: Yipee! Where will we put it all, eh? We'll have to buy a freezer!
Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes break into the box car to devour the food from inside the train. Cucumber, Pickles & Constable Raccoon have made it to a certain point of the tracks over they were weary of pumping the handcar, they were drenched in sweat from all the pumping. After they stopped. Cucumber can see the train rolling forward.
Cucumber: Look! There's the train!
Pickles: Where?
Cucumber: Over there!
It seems like there is no way they can catch up to the train now that it's far from reach. Pickles began to carp.
Pickles: (Sigh) I wish the train would stop and let us catch up. We're doomed!
Cucumber: Shh!
But, all is not lost. Husky Blue Eyes is disconnecting the train from the boxcar that contains the food they plan to eat and steal so they wouldn't have to eat it on a running train and get busted.
Husky Blue Eyes: Welp, that oughta do it.
Grizzly Jack: Au revoir, train! Wait, how do we get it home? I'm not going to push it.
After the front part of the train was disconnected from the boxcar with the food inside it, The front is rolling freely leaving Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes on the boxcar. The boxcar is rolling back itself. When Pickles sees that the boxcar is going reverse, he began to have a sense of euphoria. But Cucumber was feeling doubtful from Pickles' remarks.
Pickles: Hooray! My wish my came true!
Cucumber: Uh, I don't think so, Pickles, Look!
Pickles: Damn!
It looks like Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes are already eating the food on the boxcar. But they have yet to eat the wedding cake.
Grizzly Jack: Mmm! So good! I can't wait to try some of that wedding cake!
Husky Blue Eyes: Mmmm! Yum!
Pickles observed that the boxcar contains two people on top of it in shock.
Pickles: Good lord! There are people on that box car!
Constable Raccoon: There is? (Pulls out his binoculars) Well I'll be damned! It's Husky Blue Eyes and Grizzly Jack! They're stealing that box car! We've gots to stop them before it's too late!
Whilst they are figuring out how to stop the guys from eating more food from the boxcar, Cucumber came up with a brilliant idea and says it to Constable Raccoon.
Cucumber: Hey, Constable Raccoon! Do you think a little avalanche could help?
Constable Raccoon: Brilliant idea, Cucumber!
Cucumber: Come on, Pickles! Set up the equipment! This is going to be a great shot!
Pickles: Oh yeah! I'm so ready for this!
It looks like the boxcar is heading to the tunnel where they're about to be covered in snow.
Grizzly Jack: You are clever, Husky Blue Eyes!
Husky Blue Eyes: Hell yes! I think we are the greatest of all time out of all the robbers!
Grizzly Jack: Oh, would you look at that! We're almost home!
They are a few yards away from the tunnel, Constable Raccoon and Cucumber are attempting to open the barrier where all the piles of snow is being blocked so they can cause an avalanche on the train to catch those robbers. Pickles pressed the record button on the camera to get a great shot along with pictures of the robbers too.
Constable Raccoon: It's working!
Cucumber: Bombs away!
The barriers broke and the train is approaching the tunnel leaving Grizzly Jack & Husky Blue Eyes frightened. They could do nothing but watch as they crash into the avalanche. Pickles snaps a picture before they really crash into a big pile of snow.
Pickles: Say cheese!
Cucumber: Ooooh! That's a big one!
After the train crashed into the enormous pile of snow that fell from the hill, It stopped running. Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes survived the crash. After they unburied themselves out of the snow, Cucumber snaps a picture of the two.
Cucumber: Smile!
Constable Raccoon: It's lucky you're not hurt. How did you two get on that box car?!
Husky Blue Eyes: Well, uhh.. you see, uhh.. we got caught in an avalanche and uh.. landed on the.. train.
Pickles: (Murmurs to Constable Raccoon) I smell a lie.
Grizzly Jack: (As a whole roasted turkey fell out of his shirt, he begins to feel embarrassed. Uh, How'd that end up in my shirt, eh?
Constable Raccoon: (Walks over to Grizzly Jack to investigate all the food he stole) I presume it was the avalanche. Maybe you'd like to switch your story, sir.
Grizzly Jack: We were starving to death, Constable. Our cupboards are bare and uh..
Husky Blue Eyes: We heard the train coming up to Lake Louise.
Cucumber: (Surprised) Lake Louise!
Pickles: (Also Surprised) The wedding ceremony!
Cucumber: (Runs to Constable Raccoon) We've got to get this supply train to Lake Louise as quick as possible! There's a wedding ceremony waiting for all the food and cake!
Pickles: And for us to take photos!
Constable Raccoon: (Thinks for a bit) I know just how to get us there.
At the event center in Lake Louise, here stands a conductor telling the bride and groom unfortunate news. Mr. Bearskin wasn't very pleased about hearing the news.
Mr. Bearskin: But, this is impossible! How do you lose an entire box car and our wedding photographers!
Mrs. Bearskin: And my wedding cake!
Conductor: I didn't notice it was gone until we got here to Lake Louise.
Mr. Bearskin: My, how incompetent can you get?!
Conductor: Oh look! There's the train!
The boxcar containing the food stops by the station nearby Lake Louise. There's also a handcar connected to the front of the box car. Grizzly Jack and Husky Blue Eyes are pumping the handcar for punishment, with no more food, rest, and fun. Mr. and Mrs. Bearskin were happy.
Mr. Bearskin: Let the party begin!
Mrs. Bearskin: Bravo! Our photographers are here!
Cucumber & Pickles hops off the boxcar along with Constable Raccoon to set everything up for the wedding ceremony. Pickles does the honours of taking photos of the newly wedded couples, Cucumber helped out on the decorations and the catering. Constable Raccoon were indebted to the photographers. After the party is over, their mission was over. Editor Eddie received the photos Cucumber & Pickles took whilst the two photographers are sitting at the chairs in his office. Editor Eddie was impressed.
Editor Eddie: Cucumber, these photographs are fantastic! A picture of Lake Louise, Big mountains, Vast forests, all that stuff! I bet that's the biggest wedding cake ever!
Cucumber: It must've been the biggest cake I've seen in my life! And Pickles sure ate a lot of it.
As Cucumber as talking with Editor Eddie, Pickles began to feel nauseous from eating so much wedding cake. He was on the verge of vomiting.
Pickles: Ohhhh.. no more.. no mo- (Vomits on the floor)
Cucumber: Ewww!
Editor Eddie: (Deep breath) I'll deal with that later. Good job, you two. Go get some rest, Pickles. Take care of yourself, Cucumber.
Cucumber: I'll see you later.
Cucumber and Pickles leave Editor Eddie's office whilst Pickles is still feeling sick from all the food he ate.
Pickles: Ugh.. all that cake sure made my belly all bilious..
Cucumber: Why'd you eat so many?
Pickles: I was starving! All that pumping and shit gave me a low blood sugar!
Cucumber: Didn't you eat breakfast?
Pickles: I had neither the time nor the patience to toss some bread in my toaster, so no.
Cucumber: Yeesh.
Next chapter coming..
