(Canon) Humdinger Meets the Puppeteer: Digital2
This is my attempt at writing a omake about Humdinger's POV during the vehicle exchange.
Humdinger Meets the Puppeteer
Humdinger looked around impatiently as he waited with his Kitten Catastrophe Crew. He had followed the letter's instructions exactly, but the Puppeteer still hadn't arrived. He hoped that this hadn't all just been a waste of time. It was cold outside and he had much better things to do than just --
"Humdinger, I presume?" a voice called out from the fog.
"About time! And that's Mayor Hum--YEARGH!" Humdinger's words cut off as he shrieked and fell to the ground in terror as a colossal bronze dragon emerged from the fog. The Kitten Catastrophe Crew began whimpering as they hid behind Humdinger for protection. Humdinger could only stare petrified at the massive beast though. Oh, he had seen the video footage, but to actually see those sharp teeth and claws in person... Humdinger felt himself shivering as it occurred to him that he could actually die here. "Pardon me, Mayor Humyeargh, I'll be sure to address you properly next time," a sarcastic voice called out. Humdinger looked up to see who was talking, only to find that the voice was coming not from the silent Puppeteer who was riding the dragon, but from her smirking hand puppet Presto.
Humdinger could only stare back in disbelief. Out of all the things that had happened in his life, having a conversation with a sock puppet had to be one of the strangest. Hell, he didn't even know if it actually was a living magic puppet or if the Puppeteer was just a really good ventriloquist. "Are you really alive?" he blurted out.
Presto tilted his head at him. "Do I look dead to you?" he asked playfully.
"Uh...well..."
"Mayor Humdinger," the Puppeteer finally spoke up. "I've brought the vehicles as promised. Do you have my payment?"
"Uh, yes, of course!" Humdinger said, quickly rising to his feet in a desperate attempt to regain his dignity. He waved his hand at three nearby crates. "$240,000 as promised."
"Ishkander, can you smell if it's authentic?" the Puppeteer asked the massive dragon.
The beast moved closer and took a large sniff from each of the three crates as Humdinger simply stared in wonder. "They are, Master. I do not sense any deception here."
The Puppeteer dismounted and propped open one of the crates to get a good look for herself. It was hard to tell because of how dark and foggy it was, but Humdinger thought he could sense a feeling of awe from behind the Puppeteer's mask. Well, it made sense, he reasoned. Considering that they were still just a kid, it was probably the first time she had ever seen so much cash in her life. Perhaps he could appeal to her greed...
"You know," he said slyly. "I could pay you ten times that if you let me buy your dragon."
The dragon growled loudly and Humdinger started shaking in his shoes as smoke poured out from the creature's mouth. "Ishkander's not for sale," the Puppeteer replied crossly.
"Besides, even if we were to sell him to you," Presto said, smiling evilly, "I suspect the next time we would be seeing you would be in an obituary."
"Well, it seems that everything's in order. Enjoy your vehicles, Mayor," the Puppeteer said, mounting her dragon as it grabbed the three crates with its claws.
"Ah, wait, just a moment!" Humdinger said frantically. He couldn't let the opportunity of partnering up with Adventure Bay's first supervillain simply slip out of his grasp! "I wanted to congratulate you on being the first person to successfully outwit the Paw Patrol and I've been thinking," he said carefully. "With my past experience in dealing with the Paw Patrol and your mastery of the magical arts, we could both become very rich if we were to work together."
"You mean, your past experience losing against the Paw Patrol," Presto spoke up.
"Well..err...defeat is still a valuable learning experience..."
"I'll consider the offer, Mayor," the Puppeteer replied after a few moments. She tipped his hat to him. "Until we meet again." And with that, she took off into the sky, disappearing into the fog as quickly as she had first appeared.
Humdinger stared off into the distance. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was seeing history unfold. Whatever happened from here on out, Adventure Bay would never be the same again...
Humdinger Meets the Puppeteer
Humdinger looked around impatiently as he waited with his Kitten Catastrophe Crew. He had followed the letter's instructions exactly, but the Puppeteer still hadn't arrived. He hoped that this hadn't all just been a waste of time. It was cold outside and he had much better things to do than just --
"Humdinger, I presume?" a voice called out from the fog.
"About time! And that's Mayor Hum--YEARGH!" Humdinger's words cut off as he shrieked and fell to the ground in terror as a colossal bronze dragon emerged from the fog. The Kitten Catastrophe Crew began whimpering as they hid behind Humdinger for protection. Humdinger could only stare petrified at the massive beast though. Oh, he had seen the video footage, but to actually see those sharp teeth and claws in person... Humdinger felt himself shivering as it occurred to him that he could actually die here. "Pardon me, Mayor Humyeargh, I'll be sure to address you properly next time," a sarcastic voice called out. Humdinger looked up to see who was talking, only to find that the voice was coming not from the silent Puppeteer who was riding the dragon, but from her smirking hand puppet Presto.
Humdinger could only stare back in disbelief. Out of all the things that had happened in his life, having a conversation with a sock puppet had to be one of the strangest. Hell, he didn't even know if it actually was a living magic puppet or if the Puppeteer was just a really good ventriloquist. "Are you really alive?" he blurted out.
Presto tilted his head at him. "Do I look dead to you?" he asked playfully.
"Uh...well..."
"Mayor Humdinger," the Puppeteer finally spoke up. "I've brought the vehicles as promised. Do you have my payment?"
"Uh, yes, of course!" Humdinger said, quickly rising to his feet in a desperate attempt to regain his dignity. He waved his hand at three nearby crates. "$240,000 as promised."
"Ishkander, can you smell if it's authentic?" the Puppeteer asked the massive dragon.
The beast moved closer and took a large sniff from each of the three crates as Humdinger simply stared in wonder. "They are, Master. I do not sense any deception here."
The Puppeteer dismounted and propped open one of the crates to get a good look for herself. It was hard to tell because of how dark and foggy it was, but Humdinger thought he could sense a feeling of awe from behind the Puppeteer's mask. Well, it made sense, he reasoned. Considering that they were still just a kid, it was probably the first time she had ever seen so much cash in her life. Perhaps he could appeal to her greed...
"You know," he said slyly. "I could pay you ten times that if you let me buy your dragon."
The dragon growled loudly and Humdinger started shaking in his shoes as smoke poured out from the creature's mouth. "Ishkander's not for sale," the Puppeteer replied crossly.
"Besides, even if we were to sell him to you," Presto said, smiling evilly, "I suspect the next time we would be seeing you would be in an obituary."
"Well, it seems that everything's in order. Enjoy your vehicles, Mayor," the Puppeteer said, mounting her dragon as it grabbed the three crates with its claws.
"Ah, wait, just a moment!" Humdinger said frantically. He couldn't let the opportunity of partnering up with Adventure Bay's first supervillain simply slip out of his grasp! "I wanted to congratulate you on being the first person to successfully outwit the Paw Patrol and I've been thinking," he said carefully. "With my past experience in dealing with the Paw Patrol and your mastery of the magical arts, we could both become very rich if we were to work together."
"You mean, your past experience losing against the Paw Patrol," Presto spoke up.
"Well..err...defeat is still a valuable learning experience..."
"I'll consider the offer, Mayor," the Puppeteer replied after a few moments. She tipped his hat to him. "Until we meet again." And with that, she took off into the sky, disappearing into the fog as quickly as she had first appeared.
Humdinger stared off into the distance. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was seeing history unfold. Whatever happened from here on out, Adventure Bay would never be the same again...