December 18.

            "Aha!" said Steelwill, working at one of the computers.  "Steelheart, I have it!"  Steelheart walked over to him.  What Steelwill had was information as to where Mumm-ra and the Plundarrians were.

            "How'd you do it, Will?" asked Steelheart.

            "I'm darned if I know, sis, but here it is."  Steelheart studied it.

            "Where is it on a map?"

            Steelwill pressed another button, showing a map screen.  "Here they are, right on New Thundera."

            "Did you tap into F.O.W.L.'s computers?" asked Steelheart.

            "Well, I tried," admitted Steelwill, "but I did not find anything.  Their computer pathways are on a secure channel."

            "Terrific!" said Lion-O.  "Let's get over there before those villains find the Plundarrians."

            "If you don't need my part of the team," said Captain N, "we'll go over to Negaduck's hideout and try to get Darkwing."

            Steelheart smiled.  "Okay, Kevin, you go do that.  Are you coming with us, Thunder Cats?"

            "Cheetara, Tygra, Panthro, and I are coming with you," said Lion-O.

            "What are we going to do?" asked Wilykit.

            "You two are going to third-Earth to hold down Cat's Lair."

            "That's it?  Is there nothing useful for us to do?"

            "Not at the moment, but something will surely come up.  Please do it, guys.  I promise you'll get to do some of the interesting work later on."  The Thunder Cats and Silver Hawks warped to New Thundera.  The Thunder Kittens reluctantly warped to Cat's Lair.

            "I just wish we had gotten Bengali, Pumyra, Lynx-O, and Snarfer out of the Tower of Omens already," said Kevin.  "Okay, N-Team, let's go pay Negaduck and his pals a visit!"

            "What about the Mario-Team, Captain N?" asked Mario.  "What shall we do?"

            "You guys can come with us," said Captain N.  "Hey, Mr. Mason, you can go back to California and grab the rest of your legal pals."

            Mason smiled.  "You have it, Kevin.  Well, Paul?"

            "What about me?" asked Paul Drake.  "Oh, my gosh, you aren't going to make me get my son out of that office, are you?"

            "Paul," said a smiling Mason, "that is exactly what I want you to do."

            "What about Ken Malanski?  Isn't he just as good?"

            "Of course, Paul!  That's why I want you to get your son while I get Ken!  A lawyer and a detective."

            Tragg asked, "And what can Hamilton, Della, Andy, Steve, Jackson, and I do while you are out gallivanting around?"

            "Hold down this fort," said Mason.

            "I figured.  And if anything comes up?"

            "Deal with it," said Mason.

            "I figured that, also.  Have fun, Mason.  Have fun N-Team."

            GizmoDuck said, "What about the Justice Ducks?  The righters of wrong?  The destroyers of injustice?  The. . .?"  Tragg grabbed GizmoDuck's beak.

            "Look, pal," said Tragg, "I don't want to be accused of ripping your beak off your face!"

            "I get your point!" muttered GizmoDuck.  Tragg let go.

            "GizmoDuck," said Mason, "you and the other Justice Ducks can help my friends here with holding down the fort."

            "Okay," said GizmoDuck dejectedly.  "We'll stay here and look after the place."

            "Let's go, Paul," said Mason.  "Something tells me that we haven't a moment to waste."  Mason and Paul leapt into a warp zone to 1992 Los Angeles.  Kevin, the N-Team, and the Mario-Team leapt into a warp to Saint Canard.