"That's Snot Funny!"

(Or, "Everyone Nose Bullwinkle!")

"WELL, THE LAST TIME AS YOU CAN REMEMBER, ROCKY HAD BEEN SHRUNKEN DOWN INSIDE BULLWINKLE IN ORDER TO RETRIEVE ONE MOOSE HORMONE FOR PEABODY TO CURE THE COMMON COLD. ONCE HE, ALONG WITH A DISGUISED BORIS AND NATASHA, FOUND IT, THEY WERE PROMPTLY CHASED BY WHITE BLOOD CELLS."

"EES NOT S'POSED TO BE HOW BORIS—I MEAN CY T. O'PLASM—DIEEES!" Boris exclaimed out of absolute fear.

"Oh, sharrup, drama queenski!" Natasha slapped him upside the head.

"THANKFULLY, THEY ALL MANAGED TO HIDE FROM THE WHITE BLOOD CELLS BY DRIVING THE SHIP DIRECTLY INTO BULLWINKLE'S…mucus."

"Ugh, Peabody's gonna kill me for this.." Rocky replied, disgusted at how the windshield wipers removed the moose boogers.

"ROCKY THEN REALIZED SOMETHING, SO HE YANKED OUT THE WALKIE-TALKIE."

"Uh, Mr. Peabody?" Rocky asked, starting the walkie-talkie. "We've got the hormone, but there's just one question I have—how do we escape, over?"

"THERE WAS A BIT OF A LONG PAUSE BEFORE PEABODY FINALLY CAME BACK ON."

"Rocket!" Peabody spoke from the walkie-talkie. "I believe I have the answer to how you can escape! You simply have to induce sternutation!"

"Vat?!" Boris replied.

"He means make him sneeze." Rocky replied. "Anyone have a feather?"

"I've got sometink a leetle different, dollink." Natasha replied.

"AND SO, NATASHA OPENED UP THE DOOR, REMOVED A STRAND OF HER LONG, BLACK HAIR, AND LET IT SLOWLY DESCEND TO THE GROUND, QUICKLY GETTING BACK INSIDE THE SHIP."

"Ju boys may vant to be holdink onto butts." Natasha replied, placing her seatbelt on.

"ROCKY AND BORIS QUICKLY OBEYED. MEANWHILE, NATASHA'S HAIR HAD JUST LANDED ON THE SURFACE OF BULLWINKLE'S VERY LARGE NASAL CAVITY."

"Now, what does that me—EE…EEEE…." Bullwinkle inhaled, preparing to sneeze.

"Perfect, Bullwinkle!" Peabody replied, handing the moose a Kleenex. "Just let it all ou—"

"—EEE—BAAAAAAAAAACHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"LIKE A ROCKET, THE FORCE OF BULLWINKLE'S SNEEZE SENT PEABODY FLYING INTO THE SIDE OF ONE OF HIS LABORATORY WALLS."

"…well, THAT worked…" Peabody groaned, peeling himself from the wall. "…ouch…alright, now let's see where you've gone, Rocket…."

"PEABODY, TAKING THE TISSUE AND PLACING IT UNDERNEATH A MICROSCOPE, WAS ABLE TO PINPOINT THE EXACT LOCATION OF THE SHIP HE'D CONSTRUCTED. TAKING SOME TWEEZERS, HE PLACED IT ONTO THE GROUND, AND, USING THE B.I.G. RAY, WAS ABLE TO INCREASE THE SHIP BACK TO ITS NORMAL SIZE!"

"Now that that's over, Cy, Tess?" Peabody called.

"Da?" Both Boris and Natasha replied.

"Sit tight, I've already called the police on you, Rocket said you two were attempting moose-icide on Bullwinkle, and in the state of Minnesota, that is a serious federal offense." Peabody replied, chuckling.

"You vill NEWER capture us, DOG!" Boris exclaimed.

"Oh, I believe I know a fine torture method…" Peabody replied. "Stating every word in the entire dictionary—"

"BORIS AND NATASHA WERE BORED ALREADY, AND THEY FELL ASLEEP UNTIL THE POLICE CAME. ALSO, WITH THE MOOSE HORMONE, PEABODY WAS NOW CAPABLE OF CREATING A MASS-PRODUCED VACCINE, AND HAD ALREADY FINISHED THE FIRST BATCH FOR THE CHILDREN AND ADUKTS OF THE WORLD!"

"You've done it again, Mr. Peabody!" Rocky replied.

"Yeah!" Bullwinkle replied.

"Well, I couldn't have done it without you and Bullwinkle!" Peabody chuckled. "Now, the common cold will be no more."

"NOW, LET US CLOSE THE PAGE ON THIS FANTASTIC VOYAGE, AND TO ALL YOU READERS OUT THERE, MAKE SURE TO BE WITH US NEXT TIME FOR ANOTHER EXCITING EPISODE OF ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE!"

"And hopefully, there'll be less body humor in the next episode…" Rocky replied.

End.

Song credits:

?Glamorous Life

(Sheila E., drum solo instrumental played by Boris)