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It was typical day for the Rescue Rangers. They were chasing after Fat Cat and his henchman. Fat Cat had stolen a golden cat statue from the museum. They were on Fat Cat's tail until one of Fat Cats henchmen knocked over a trashcan. This made the Rescue Rangers lose Fat Cat.
Across the street from where the Rescue Rangers were was the sweet shop where Gadget's sister was. She had been looking for her cousin everywhere in the city, but she had no luck. Her name was Fall Hackwrench, and the sweet shop owner spotted her in the store. He got the broom, and started swinging the broom at Fall.
She ran out of the door. Fall said, "Well the nerve of some people. All I was trying to do is find my sister Gadget." Without noticing Gadget across the street, she went to the park. On her way to the park she began to wonder if she would ever find her cousin Gadget.
When she arrived at
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The furlings were in awe as they stepped through the door into the Rescue Rangers headquarters.
“It’s not much, but make yourselves at home,” said Gadget, following behind them as outside the others landed the Ranger Wing beside the Flapper Wingamathing, “I’m afraid we don’t have a guest bedroom or anything, but I have some extra blankets and a few pillows if you wanna sleep out here.”
Gadget’s hospitality was barely registered as the furlings inspected their new environment. The living room mostly consisted of a long plush couch shaped as a half-circle before a large black screen. There was a strange coil-shaped chute in the corner, and doors leading to other rooms. The kitchen was connected to the living room as well, and Russell, seeing this, gravitated toward it. Abigail, Willy, Edgar and Michelle walked over to the couch, Abigail looking at the remote mounted in front of the television. Gadget watched in amusement as they looked arou
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"A Swing a Ms."
"Come on, Dale. Just give me a push, it'll be fun." Foxy the bat looked over her shoulder at her friend, Dale the chipmunk. Dale, who sometimes was said to be unable to see the forest for the trees