"So here's the plan: Just like that every year, the
ceremony will be held at the Museum of
Fine Arts."

The plan was set. They would infiltrate the fancy—pants event at the Museum of Fine Arts, During the festivities, they'd sneak back-stage using Webs's clever hacking skills. Wolf finished explaining the plan for the gang. Robot Masters and a few members of the JL would be there.

"Where the Golden Dolphin will be positioned just beyond the backstage curtain protected by meta-damnpers." Wolf said.

"Pssh," Piranha said, waving a fin. "Sounds easy."y

"Sounds easy, hermano," Wolf agreed. "But to get there, we need to bypass three levels of security. So. Step One: We'll need to blend in."

The Bad Guys all got to work finding their
costumes for the night By the time the party rolled around, they were all set.

Wolf had chosen a snazzy suit, along with a dapper fedora, silk tie, fake mustache, and tinted glasses. He had mastered the part of fancy movie star, using George Clooney as his muse and guide.

Shark, meanwhile, had gone the opposite direction, cramming his body into a gorgeous gown that was stretched to the limit by Shark's massive, muscular form.

Perched atop Shark's head, Tarantula had fashioned her long limbs into the shape of a butterfly fascinator hat.

Snake went old-school, complete with a classic suit, handlebar mustache, monocle, top hat, and a pair of fake arms to help fill out the look.

Piranha squeezed into a kid-size coat and tails, looking handsome and a bit childish--but it did the trick.

Every one of them wore a pair of sunglasses to complete the look and to help hide their true
identities from anyone who decided to look a little more closely at the characters under the costumes.

When they arrived at the museum, the Bad Guys had just begun to climb the steps when a stretch limo pulled up at the bottom of the stairs. Many of the guests turned to watch as Professor Marmalade, the eccentric and good-natured do-gooder who would be honored that night, popped out of the limo and began his own march up the stairs to the party. Paparazzi flooded in around the little guinea pig, eager to snap shots of the evening's featured guest.

"Professor Marmalade.." Wolf muttered, rolling his eyes.

"This year's recipient of the Golden Dolphin and the most annoying good creature on the
planet." He said.

Marmalade waved to his crowds of adoring fans, then stepped up to talk with Tiffany Fluffit, the
eager news reporter who'd been assigned to the night's festivities.

"Protessor," Tiffany started. "In the past year, you've stopped wars, fed the hungry, and saved
countless pandas."

The reporter took a deep breath and flashed a huge smile at the nodding professor.

"Some have described your goodness as second only to mother Teresa!"

Professor Marmalade nodded, putting on a look of earnest humility.

"Oh, Tiffany, it's not a competition! And if it were, it would really be more of a tie. But we can all agree that there is. a flower of goodness inside all of us, just waiting to blossom." He said.

Everyone within headshots broke into applause, he takes out a pen and starts signing autographs. Overcome with love for the oh-so-good professor. Marmalade waved to the crowd as he continued his climb up the red carpet, heading inside to the awards ceremony where even more fans were waiting for a glimpse of that evening's headliner.

"Once we get inside," Wolf whispered to his friends, "There are two armored doors." He explained how they would get into the doors that were locked and sealed rightly, with extra protections, to ensure that the beloved Golden Dolphin was safe and secure until it was in the hands of Professor Marmalade's grubby little guinea pig paws.

"The first door can only be opened by a special key card that is carried at by our dear friend, the chief of police," Wolf told the others.

"The second is outfitted with a retinal scanner and guarded by an elite special ops unit trained to strike first and ask questions later. Not only that, but they added Guts Man there as muscle backup."

The other Bad Guys nodded.

Wolf pointed out, "Governor Foxington is the only one who has clearance to open the second door, Step Two is that she and I will need to get up close and personal."

Governor Diane Foxington, who was busy welcoming guests at the main entrance of the
museum. Along by her side was Frost and Mick. The moment Governor Foxington was alone with the two, having just bid farewell to an ambassador of this or that place, Wolf sidled up beside her, pretending to admire an abstract sculpture made using rusty, jagged metal beams.

His suit was impeccable, and he fit in perfectly next to the well-dressed governor and 2 heroes. "Interesting piece," he said, tipping his chin at the sculpture.

"Trashy, pointless, and pretentious." He added.

Governor Foxington smiled politely at him. "They say art reveals more about the viewer than the
artist, Mr..." She cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Poodleton he said. "Oliver Poodleton." He bent
over to kiss her hand, while slyly swiping the diamond ring right off her hand.

"Nice to meet you." Frost said.

"It's about time someone stood up to those diabolical Bad Gays. Though I've got to say, no one's succeeded yet."

The governor smirked. "Eh, I don't think in it'll be
that hard?"

"I have a feeling it will be harder than you think," Wolf countered. I'd say they're one epic job away from cementing their legacy."

The governor and heroes laughed, "Ha! Mr. Poodleton, you're funny!"

"I am?" Wolf stammered.

"The only legacy those Bad Guys are cementing is life in prison," Diane said certainly, "Did you see their last job?"

"Unsecured exits, crude disguises, compulsive showboating but kidnapping a baby know that is
weak." She said.

"Really?" he frowned but tries not to make them notice it.

"Yeah any criminal can kidnap a baby-I mean, it
was a mess, All the classic signs of a crew in decline." Frost said.

As their insults continued, Wolf started to feel more and more insecure about his skills as a
thief. But then remembered: They didn't know anything. This was just a random politician and superheroes trying to make people like them.

Diane finished, "Next, they're gonna make it personal That's when you just know they're
are toast."

Wolf swallowed, trying to hide his discomfort behind a cunning smile. "Uh, well, that's your opinion."

"It is." Through a polished smile, she said, "And I'm the governor."

"And the two of us our superheroes." Mick said.

They turned to look at the ugly; trash-like sculpture again.

"I do hope that baby is okay." Frost said as she made a worried look.

"Oh I'm sure their just keeping her in a little pen until her daddy bails her out." Wolf lied.

"Well, I just hope they don't leave her alone by herself." Mick said.

"As for the sculpture: I think it's about perspective." Diane said.

"If you look closely, even trash can be recycled into something beautiful." She added.

She pulled her arm and Wolf looked to where she was pulling him at and noticed that the sculpture's shadow on the wall was in the shape of a gorgeous swan.

"How about that?" Wolf mused. "I guess some things aren't always as they appear."

Wolf tried to jump back to the plan. He grabbed his cell phone, and with the smoothness of cake
frosting, he said.

"That reminds me. may I? I can't miss a photo op
with the governor and a pile of garbage!"

"Oh," Diane said, grinning her pearly white polished smile for the camera.

"Oh Mr. Poodleton. You're too hard on yourself."

"Hey!"

FLASH!

Wolf snapped the selfie he needed in order to execute the next step of their plan. He'd show that Governor Foxington, Killer Frost, and Heatwave just how wrong they were. . . Diane, Frost, and Mick had no idea what was in store for them―and their fancy, schmancy Golden Dlphin—that night.

"Okay, friends," Wolf said, rejoining the others on
the far side of the museum's huge entranceway.

"It's showtime!" Together, the Bad Guys stepped
into the main part of the museum.

"Once we're in," Wolf reminded the guys.

"It's on to Step Three: Split up and take our positions."

Nearby, up above them, the police chief tell some of her crew.

"Officers, if the Bad Guys crash this event, I will definitely going to lose my job and I will not
hesitate to take you down with me. Now move out!"

"Yes ma'am!" everyone yelled and split up.

On Wolf's command, the Bad Guys also broke off and moved into position. Piranha broke away from the others and nonchalantly dove into a nearby fountain to access the building's plumbing system. Tarantula hopped off Shark's head and crawled stealthily across the floor, in between partygoers' legs and shoes.

"Mics on," Tarantula said quietly as soon as she
was in position.

"Everyone on comms, do you copy?" She asked.

Wolf, Piranha, Snake, and Shark all murmured,
"Copy, " into their communication devices. Shark spoke in a feminine voice.

Meanwhile, Wolf headed for the balcony level. Snake turns invisible and slithered up a modern art sculpture to reach one of the museum's upper ledges, then slid directly into an air duct. Needle Man though he saw something, but it was nothing.

Tarantula hopped onto the back of a security guard, riding undetected as he unlocked the secret surveillance room where Block Man was.

Shark sidled up the main staircase, heading for the Ceremony Room and his next move. Shark was lapping up the life of luxury in his job disguised as a partygoer.

"A drink for a pretty lady?" A waiter asked, leaning in close.

"No thank you," Shark said. "My life is too
complicated right now."

He takes the two drinks from the waiter's hand. Snake slithered through the air vents. When he'd
reached his destination, he paused. In the next moment, he molted out of his skin and costume,
leaving both his withered snakeskin and dapper disguise behind. He emerged from the air vent in fresh stealth gear. In the bathroom, a caterer entering one of the stalls when Piranha emerged from the water pipes straight into a toilet bowl. Just as he came up from down below.

"Boys," Webs whispered into the comm link. "It's dolphin season."

Having dispatched with the security guard and Block Man by hanging him upside down from the ceiling of the security room with duct tape and her web. Tarantula had successfully hacked into the museum's surveillance system. She could monitor everyone's progress and clearly see everything that was going on in the backstage area.

Moments later...

"Copy that," Piranha replied, stepping out of the bathroom, walking like a penguin in his new caterer's uniform. "I'm on the move."

The Golden Dolphin was right where it was supposed to be, sitting backstage waiting for their
big moment. Back out in the party, Wolf sauntered past the police chief just as the chief barked,

"Unit Two, is the backstage area still secure?"

The response came immediately through the
walkie-talkie, "Unit Two, all clear."

"Keep your eyes open, boys," The police chief
reminded then. "This is where all the training pays off."

Just then, Wolf took the opportunity to bump into the chief, who looked up in surprise.

"Oh, pardon me, terribly sorry!" Wolf said, placing one hand on her arm.

"Not a problem, sir," The chief said. "Eye your eyes open boys, they could be anywhere."

"Waiting to humiliate us."

Without missing a beat, Wolf strode confidently down the hall- with the chief's security key tucked securely in his palm.

Tarantula told the others, "Wolf is in position! Piranha, you all penguin-suited and booted?"

Piranha murmured, "Affirmative. I'm a clean, mean, dolphin-stealing machine!" He joined a line of caterers, pushing a cart out toward the event hall space. Bake Man was behind him pushing a cart as well.

"What's going on, guys?" he asked some of the other waiters and robot chef. The key to fitting in, he knew, was to act like you belong.

But as soon as no one was looking, Piranha veered off in a different direction and slipped into a janitor's closet.

Security card in hand, Wolf made his way toward a staircase, snagging guests' wallets and jewelry along the way. making it look as easy as taking
candy from a baby.

Or in this case stealing jewelry from a baby, like he did with Princess. But then all of a sudden, he bumps into someone that he thought he never thought he might see.

"Ah!" Wolf yelled.

"Hey watch where you were going!" it was Thomas Chesterfield, wearing a black tuxedo.

Wolf made a panic look as he tries to act
professionally.

"Oh Mr. Chesterfield I am so sorry." He apologizes.

"Ugh it's not your fault I guess I'm still upset that
the bad guys took my baby" he whined.

"So I heard." Wolf puts on a fake sad face.

"I do hope the baby is ok." He walks with Thomas down the stairs as he tries to steal his wallet.

"I hope so too, you could never be too precautions
on who you meet." Thomas spoke Wolf successfully took his wallet.

Then he quickly hid it when Thomas turns around.

"But never the less I took some extreme measures
to make sure they are finally caught."

"Well don't be too surprised if they commit another crime again" Wolf chuckles.

"Well between you and me."

He leans Wolf in and whispers into his ear as he
saw Thomas smiling with a mischievous grin.

"I took extra security caution to make sure those
bad guys are finally caught." thus made Wolf worried.

"Like what?" Wolf asked.

"Well let's just say I got a surprise in stored for them built from Ivo Labs in case they ever come here and try to steal when my back is turned, I was true to my word when I said I would catch them and I keep my promises, by the end of this night, they'll be begging me for mercy." He said.

Wolf's ears dropped in fear when Thomas rubbed
his hands together. Then Thomas saw he had his wallet.

"Oh good you found my wallet, thanks." Thomas
takes the wallet while wolf was too distracted by
Thomas's threat.

He pats his back and walks upstairs.

"Well thanks for the talk, that'll show those goons not to kidnap the wrong daughter." He said.

A few minutes later, he strolled into the janitor's closet Piranha had set up as a sort of makeshift
command station.

"You all good, brother?" Piranha asked as he
noticed something was off with him. He was cutting up some lemons.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm...all good? Wolf told him, still shaking from his strange encounter from Thomas
Chesterfield.

Into the radio, he said, "Webs, what do
you say about moving on to Step Four?"

Back in the central command post, Webs nodded.

"Copy that. Shark, you're up. Do your thing." She said.

Excitedly, Shark blurted out through the radio, "Do I get to improvise?!"

While he climbed into Piranha's catering cart, Wolf muttered back, "Yeah, fine, improvise. But please be subtle."

On the main event floor, Shark was ready to do his thing. His job: distract! So, he hastily spilled his drink, then lifted a table high above his head and hurled it across the room, before beginning to scream like a banshee.

"I'm having a BABY! Is there a doctor, or perhaps
several SECURITY GUARDS who could LEAVE
THEIR POSTS and help me?!"

Everyone turned their attention to shark and ALL nearby security guards quickly abandoned their posts to help out the screaming lady (also known as Shark). Caitlin with Ronnie behind her rush over as well.

"Don't worry ma'am, I am a doctor!" Caitlin shouts as she rushes to Shark.

As soon as they were out of position, Piranha wheeled the catering cart to the door of the guard
room. Wolf's hand poked out of the underside of the cart to swipe them in with the stolen key card. But getting through that first door was the easy part. Now they had to get past two elite special-ops guards and Guts Man keeping watch over the trophy room. Wolf and Piranha surveyed the scene from the far end of the hallway.

That's when they noticed a food cart rolling toward the guards and the Robot Master.

The covered tray on the top of the cart was labeled
"Fish Surprise."

"Fish Surprise?" One of the Special Ops guards
asked, leaning toward the tray.

"Oooh, Guys Man loves fish." Guts Man said. Curious, he lifted the cover. Revealing Piranha laying in the plate.

"Surprise!" Piranha shouted, leaping into the robot and guards' faces.

That did the trick, and Wolf rushed toward the next part of the plan. He studied the retinal scanner, the last step before they could get through the door. With a flick of his finger, he pulled up the selfie he'd taken with Diane Foxington earlier in the evening. He zoomed in on the governor's face, then hit send.

"Webs." he called through his comm device. "Can
you enhance this-"

A nanosecond later, Wolf's phone dinged with an
incoming message.

"Yeah it's Done!" Webs chirped back.

"Eight steps ahead of ya, Wolfie." She said.

Wolf looked at the photo message. Tarantula had zoomed in and enhanced the picture to get a high-res image of Diane's eye. Wolf pressed his phone
up against the retinal scanner, watching as the light blinked green.

They were in. The heist was ON.

In the room they saw that the golden dolphin was
guarded by red lasers.

"Ladies and gentlemen," an announcer called out
to all the distinguished guests who'd gathered
together for the main event.

"Your emcee for the Good Samaritan Awards."

As everyone clapped, Shark continued to keep the guards occupied at the back of the room. Shark took a deep breath as two men grabbed his hands and patted them with Caitlin helping.  But as soon as Wolf muttered into the comm unit.

"Alright shark we're in."

"Oops! I forgot. I'm not pregnant." He steps away, leaving Caitlin, Ronnie, and the guards utterly confused.

"President of the committee, Governor Diane Foxington with superheroes Green Arrow, Flash, Supergirl, and White Canary!"

Back at the front of the room, Diane with the 4 heroes walked to the podium.

"Thank you, thank you so much." She solemnly addressed the crowd while footage of the most
horrific natural disaster in the history of the city played on the screen behind her.

"Thank you. Last year," she reminded the partygoers.

"We faced our biggest test, when a meteorite crashed into our dear city."

On the screen, massive meteor flew through the sky and landed in the middle of LA.

"That meteorite didn't just make a hole in our city," Diane said, her voice serious. "It made a hole in our hearts."

On-screen behind her there was a video of people gathered at the edge of the smoldering crater, Shark crying into the debris. "But even in tragedy," Diane went on, "Professor Marmalade did what he does so well...

The screen switched to footage of the tiny guinea
pig, making his shocking discovery: that the
meteorite looked like a massive heart.

"He made us look at things differently."

"And thanks to you Marmalade," Diane finished, The 'Love Crater Meteorite' will forever serve as a reminder that there is goodness, even in the worst places."

Back behind the stage as Diana was continuing her speech, Wolf and Piranha ripped off their tuxedos, revealing the full-body tactical suits they were wearing underneath.

"Webs. Shut down the meta-dampeners, if you can?" Wolf asked. The dampeners are shut off.

"Way ahead of you." Webs said.

"Where we saw a catastrophe, he saw a heart. In our city's darkest moment, Professor Marmalade lifted our spirits and brought hope back to all of us!"

They launched themselves over the gauntlet of laser beams surrounding the Golden Dolphin
trophy.

As they flew through the air, a vent in the ceiling popped open and Snake popped out, just in time to catch his two pals zipping through the air. Wolf, Snake, and Piranha all dangled directly above the Golden Dolphin. Success was so close, Snake could almost smell it with his tongue when he flicked it out to say, "Hurry up!"

Piranha climbs on him then when he reaches the
top, he pulls snake's tail up, They sunk lower and
lower, getting closer and closer to the trophy.

"'This is going surprisingly smoothly," Wolf mused.

But just as he said that, the diamond ring he'd
slipped off Governor Foxington's hand earlier in
the night fell out of a pocket in his tactical suit. It
bounced on the Golden Dolphin, then pinged back up into the air. Wolf grabbed it with the tip of his shoes, but suddenly dozens of laser cannons flipped out of the base of the Golden Dolphin pedestal and fired into the air.

Pew!
Pew!
Pew!

Wolf's shoes were scorched to black, and when the laser hit a nearby statue, the whole thing was
vaporized!

"What the molt is that?!" Snake gasped.

Wolf used his superior wolf vision to read the
plaque on the front of the trophy stand.

"The Wolf/Piranha/Snake/Shark/Tarantula
Protection System!" He yelled.

Over the radio, Webs gasped. "The WPSST?"

"It's the extra security caution Chesterfield was
talking about!" Wolf howled.

"Wait?! Chesterfield is here, ugh I told this might
happened!" snake hissed.

The laser cannons were motion sensitive, carefully tracking even the slightest movement. Wolf, Snake, and Piranha appeared to be trapped.

"This was not supposed to happen!" Wolf wailed.

"Well what did you think was going to happen that daddy was going to let us off that easy even after when we kidnapped his daughter?!" Snake snapped back.

"Guys Calm down," Webs told them both.

"How can we stay come, ugh this is no worst then
that mistake you made about princess being a
diamond!" Wolf yelled back.

"HEY! That was just a mistake ok, ugh look I'm on it." Webs said.

She inserted a USB drive into the museum's main
system.

"Initiating WPSST override protocol." She laughed confidently to herself.

"Get it, queen!" Instantaneously, a DENIED
message flashed on-screen.

"Did it work?" Wolf asked over the comm device.

Tarantula tapped at a few keys, muttering,
"Give me five minutes!"

"And now, please join me and welcoming to the
stage."

They heard that Diana was finishing up her speech.

"We don't have five minutes!" Snake snarled.

"Professor Marmalade!"

The guinea pig strolled out onstage, bowing as
guests offered him a standing ovation and loud cheers from all corners of the room.

"We love you, Professor Marmalade!" one attendee screamed out, sounding like a fan at a rock concert.

"The pig is on the move," Shark whispered into his comm unit. "I repeat, the pig is on the move!"

"Webs!" Wolf cried repeatedly three times. "Webs! The curtain's going up any minute!"

Tarantula was working as fast as she could, even with her meta hacking powers. But just when she thought she almost had things cracked.

"It's not letting me in, even with my powers." Webs said.

"Check your system preferences," Wolf added.

"You probably need to download a driver," Snake
suggested helpfully.

"Try rebooting?" Wolf asked.

"Oh my gosh!" Tarantula gasped. "You guys fixed
it!"

"Really?" Wolf and Snake both asked at the same
time.

"NO!" Tarantula snapped back. As if she hadn't
tried all those things already.

Then suddenly there was a knock on the door of the Security Room. Webs turned.

"Hey, Larry and Block Man come on!" The police chief's voice echoed through the thick door.

"Open up. What did we say about locking doors?" She asked.

With a quick glance at the still-locked door,
Tarantula whispered into her comm unit.

"Oh no no no no, Shark, I got a situation here." She whispered.

"Copy that," Shark said, heading out of the party.
"I'm on my way."

Piranha suddenly squeaked through the comm
unit, "Hurry up, guys!"

He felt nervous as his stomach started to churn.

"It's time to turn this baby on beast mode!" Tarantula cracked her hairy hands.

Pop!
Pop!
Pop!

Three new keyboards suddenly appeared out of
Webs's main terminal. Now she could get more
hands on the job. Combined with her powers.

"Eat it, WPSST!" She said as her eyes glow bright orange. Her eight legs went immediately
into overdrive on all her keyboards. She quickly started unlocking each of the WPSST's security
firewalls at an unbelievable speed.

A moment later, Piranha briefly lost his grip on the other two when he stomach started to turning even more. which made Snake and Wolf realized what was about to happen.

"Please not now!" Piranha panics.

"No No No No! No piranha!" Wolf groaned.

"This reward—" Marmalade began when a fart-like sound cut him off. They all looked up wondering where that came from. He clears his throat going back to his speech.

"As I was saying..." He continued.

Panic-stricken, Piranha released a giant fart straight into the air duct they were dangling from
and it was too late for regrets.

"No no no no no!" He groaned.

The odor slipped into the Security Room, and Webs got a whiff immediately.

"Piranha! Are you kidding me?!" She asked.

The air was quickly filled with the power of Piranha's powerful gas.

"Sorry!" Piranha whined, his voice carrying through the vents.

"...and that's why, at my Gala for Goodness, we will raise all the money needed." Marmalade spoke.

Webs held her breath wasn't much time left.
Through the surveillance system, she could hear
Professor Marmalade onstage. From outside, the chief pounded on the door again.

"I'm starting to get mad here, Larry and Blocky!" She said as she looks for her keys.

"Webs, webs, webs!" she could hear Wolf calling out for her and tears started to fall on her face like she got a good whiff of a onion.

Onstage, Governor Foxington was saying, "And
now, the moment we've all been waiting for."

Tarantula was working as fast as possible, but she knew she didn't have much time left. As if to
confirm her fears, Tarantula could barely see through the cloud of toxic fart. But she continued
to work furiously, so they could finish their mission and get out. But as she kept trying to hack into the system, the curtains started to rise.

"Ah!" both Snake and Wolf panicked. As they
climbed up a bit, the lasers that were still circling
Wolf, Piranha, and Snake. And That's when Tarantula lost consciousness.

And unfortunate timing, the chief of police slid her spare key into the lock and opened the door to the security room. But before she could catch the Bad Guys in the act.

"Excuse me," Shark said, composed and full of
charm. She turns to see him. "Is this the LADIES room?"

"Oh you need to take a right at the end of the hall
ma'am" she says in a calming tone.

With the door to the Security Room now open, the fart fumes cleared. Tarantula woke gasping for air, and immediately got back to work. With not a second to spare, she cracked the WPSST code!

"Yes wabam!" she cheered.

Then there was a error.

"Oh come on" she growled.

Then after breaking another code, the lasers
powered down and Snake and Wolf breath in a sigh of relief. Onstage, Governor Foxington opened the curtain around the Golden Dolphin.

"... and now it is my honor to award Professor
Marmalade with the golden dolphin."

But when the curtains rises up, the golden dolphin was missing.

"No!" Diane screamed, immediately realizing what had happened.

"No!" The four heroes screamed.

"No!" Professor Marmalade makes a horrid look.

"Yes!" Shark smiles as he overhears through his
comm unit.

"I mean yes!" He goes back to his women voice.

"What?" the chief was confused but then ignores
him regent she goes back to the door.

"AH!" she panics when she saw that the golden
dolphin has been stolen.

But moments later, Diana regained her
composure and tried to calm the panic-stricken
crowd. Green Arrow helps as well.

"Everyone! Everyone! Please don't panic. Just stay calm!" Green Arrow said.

She held up her hands, attempting to silence the
room. "I'm sure there's an explanation for this. I
repeat. Uhh Please do NOT panic."

Using the chaos around them as a cover, the Bad
Guys quickly changed back into their partygoer
disguises and discreetly made their way past the
screaming crowd, creeping toward the front door.

"Nice work everybody," Wolf told them. "Now, let's make like a wolf and get the pack out of here."

"Ah, wordplay," Piranha said, smiling. Then, after
a quick pause, he added, "I don't get it."

Onstage, Marmalade stepped up to the mic. "Diane, Diane, if I may."

The crowd calmed slightly at the sight of Professor Marmalade.

"You have to understand. I didn't bring hope
back to the city for an award."

Everyone's focus was now on Marmalade. The Bad Guys were almost home free, out the door, when Marmalade added, "I did these good things because of how they made me feel that tingly feeling. the shiver up my spine that wag in my tiny tail, that warm feeling when a small child smiles at me or hugs me!"

When Marmalade said those final words, Wolf stilled. He remembered that feeling, from when
he'd met princess. He paused, unable to resist the pull to find out what the pig would say next.

"Because you see... being good, just feels so good.
And when you're good, you're loved." He said.

Wolf's tail began to wag as he thought about that warm hugging feeling princess gave him or the way she smiled eat him or the way she didn't get scared when she saw him. Then he panics While he scrambled to hide it.

"Ah!" Wolf panicked and the rest looked back at
him.

Snake called out, "Wolf? Wolf!"

"What are you doing?" Piranha screeched.

"Go!" Shark and Webs both hollered. "Go!" But
Wolf was transfixed.

Then someone from the crowd heard the ruckus
then wolf's glasses and fake mustache slipped off.
Seeing what was happening. Suddenly, someone in the audience screamed:

"IT'S THE BAD GUYS!"

"Arrest them!" The chief of police called out,
pointing right to where Wolf and his crew were
standing. Then Thomas Chesterfield saw and ran towards the commotion.

"Get them before they get away!" He yelled.

The Bad Guys froze as hundreds of guards, robots, and heroes surrounded them, ready with their batons, weapons, and powers. They were trapped, and there was no escape.

"They stole the Golden Dolphin!" the police chief
growled, staring down each of the Bad Guys in
turn.

"Come on," Wolf snapped, "You can't prove that."

Just then, the Golden Dolphin slipped out the
bottom of Shark's dress and clanked to the ground. Shark looked down at the trophy, then up at the cops, then back down at the prize.

"My baby!" He screamed.

The police closed in on them, eager to keep the Bad Guys contained. They knew all too well just how easily the Bad Guys could slip out of a tight spot. Thomas pushed his way through the gang if police officers.

"GIVE ME BACK MY GEM!" He yelled.

"It's over Bad Guys! Surrender now!" Fire Man shouts.

"On your knees, Bad Guys, with your hands up!"
the police chief ordered.

"Never," Snake hissed. "We're out of here."

Wolf grabbed his grabbing hook again he'd
anchored to his pants. He shot it toward the ceiling, smirking about their clever escape plan.

"So long, suckers!" Wolf added, as everyone
grabbed on to him.

But instead of carrying the guys up and to safety,
like it did last time, the cable snagged the back of
Wolf's pants and carried his pants up and away,
leaving him mostly naked down below.

Wolfs grin slipped, and he covered his undies with his hands.

"Well," he said awkwardly. "This just got weird."