"It is decidedly so," Hunter says, shaking on his 8-ball. "Give me that," Exile says, as Hunter gives him the 8-ball. "Ok..." Hunter says. Exile then goes to the very edge, and tosses the 8-ball into the UFO's window!! He then fires Star's gun right through the whole, and it strikes the pilot of the plane!! Exile, leaning over the edge of the plane, says, "Take this plane to the ocean and sink with it, as long as all of your ailen buddies!!" He then notices that the passenger seat is empty, when he thought it was occupied. But he thinks nothing of it. Suddenly, the UFO goes into a freefall, and, sure enough, it lands in the ocean and sinks to the bottom. Just to make sure that the ship will never return, Hunter contacts the Sea Rovers via the IRN. "If you see a UFO outside of D.C.," Hunter tells them, "Make sure it is properly taken care of." The two then chuckle, and fly down to the White House, where everyone, but the press, who are all hungry for a story, cheer the Rovers. The press are in chaos, trying to force their way towards the Rovers. However, the Rovers fly over the press, and land in the president's backyard. There, Mr. and Mrs. Clinton (not Chelsea, she's at Stanford) are cheering the Rovers, but their pet dog Hunter, has his head between his paws. Hunter and Exile then exit the plane, and wave to the president and the first lady. But Hunter gapes when he sees the dog beside them. It's him!! Only it's not him!! Cause he's him and that can't be him cause they don't know how to clone dogs yet so there can't be two of him unless he's having a dream where there very well could be two of him!! He then pinches himself, and realizes that yes indeed, he's awake. "Why don't you come inside and have some java?" Mr. Clinton asks. "No thanks, I don't want to get online," Hunter replies. "No, coffee like," the president replies. "Ok..." Hunter says, as the two go into the house. Mr. Clinton then turns on the television, and immediatley, Hunter notices that he is turning it to HBO. HBO! Hunter then checks the listings, and sure enough, Independence Day is on. Why is he so happy? When he saw the president, his wife, and the other dog like him walk into the house, he noticed a light yellow spot on the dog's leg. The spot looked very similar to the color of the ailen's skin. And he remembered Exile telling him of how some ailen seemed to be in the passenger seat in the UFO but there was none when he looked. So maybe these ailens could transform into other creatures. What else would make since? He then sees Independence Day on, and sees the president talking to his fighters about how this can be the world's independence day. Hunter keeps a close eye on the dog all this time. He then sees the dog start to whimper, and watches him cover and eye with one of his paws. "What's the matter Hunter?" the president asks. "Nothing," Hunter, the Rover replies. "I wasn't talking to..." the president says, and then he realizes who it is. "It's you Hunter!" the president says, "No wonder your name was the same as the Road Rover Hunter. You're him!!" "There goes the big secretski," Exile whispers to Hunter. "And you're the Russian president's dog!" the first lady adds, pointing to Exile. Both Rovers are now blushing at their uncovered secret. "Then who's this?" the president asks. Suddenly, the dog rises up, and forms its real shape, ailen. "An ailen!!" the president shouts, as he hides in a closet, whimpering. However, Exile has the situation covered. He simply fires Star's gun at the ailen, and says "Go home." The ailen then beams himself out of the house somehow, and the ailens are rid of the Earth. Hunter and Exile then sneak out of the house, and fly off in their plane. We then see the two Rovers back home, still with their Rover In Black suits on. They quickly hop into the transdogmafier and turn back into their normal selves. Spirit then greets them with a little wave. "Where have you two been?" she says, shaking her head. "Just had to pick up some groceries," Exile replies, "How'd your mission go?" "Well, we found the cars and the guy and there wasn't much else too it," Spirit replies, "Then we got a message to investigate about a UFO near Cleveland, my home town, and we sent those ailens away for good!! Then we came home." "And we missed it all?" Hunter asks. "Guess so," Spirit says, walking off. "Phew, that was closeski!" Exile says. "You got that right," Hunter says. We then see the Rovers at a fancy restaraunt, where the 6:00 news has just begun. The owner then turns up the volume, and the Rovers here, "The president and first lady both awoke from a coma caused by a strange accident at the White House yesterday after the UFO exploded. The two have forgotten everything about the last day, even the UFO." "Did you hear that?" Hunter whispers to Exile, "They forgot about us." "But why don't they know already?" Exile asks, "I mean, where do they think we go as dogs, and why we are gone all the time?" Hunter then thinks for a second, and says, "Who knows?" "That wasn't the answer I was looking for comerade," Exile says. "What?" Spirit asks, the other Rover at their table. "Nothing," Hunter replies, shaking his head. The waiter then comes up. "Hello, and welcome to the Chandefique, I am your waiter Jaque de Crossant, would you like our special of ribs?" "No, anything but RIBS," Exile says. Hunter then chuckles into his paw that he covers his mouth with, as he remembers all the crazy things that happened on their Road Rover voyage as Rovers in Black. "I think I'll try something else too," Hunter says, as the show comes to an end.
AND THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS:
"Being a Road Rover is much more fun than being a Rover in Black, because as a Road Rover you get friends and a nice place to live and associate with your friends. But as a Rover In Black you get sent by ailens on a ship hurling towards the sun, and you are forced to live with Amelia Earnhardt and Elvis Presley! And you have to dress up in ailen costumes. It'S NYET funski. Being a Road Rover is much more fun. But hey, it may be a dirty job, and may not be as fun as being a normal Road Rover, but well, someone has to do it!"-Exile
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