Combat Wombat

Yeah.

Michael.

What did I say about flying out-of-bounds during recess?

Let's keep it below ten feet, mister.

Sorry, miss.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six...

I see you, Daniel Furbank.

Eyes closed.

I wasn't peeking.

Yes, you were.

Start again, please.

Ten, nine...

You better get moving, Mr. Burrows.

Hide somewhere else.

Nope, not here.

Spot's taken, new kid.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

...six, five, four,

three, two, one.

Ready or not, here I come.

Morning, team.

I hope everyone is rested and ready to dig.

Today, we are starting construction

on a very important project.

Teddy, the blueprints, please.

Right, let's see...

Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm.

These seem to be in order.

Time to check our safety signs.

Mmm-hmm, everything seems to be up to code.

Wait.

We're missing the most important sign.

"No boys allowed."

Perfect.

Huh?

What are you doing in here?

I'm hiding.

You can't hide in here.

Didn't you read the sign?

Uh, what sign?

This is a supersecret fort.

But it's not super-secret if you know about it.

I, uh...

I'm sorry, I just moved here.

It's my first day.

So, are you staying here for long?

Well, my parents really like Sanctuary City.

So, hopefully for a while.

I mean in my fort.

Oh. Right.

That's okay.

I can find somewhere else to hide.

Well, I guess it is a waste of a good hiding spot.

We've decided you can stay.

Besides, we could always use another worker on the team.

Maggie Diggins.

I kinda run things around here.

Bradley Burrows.

Can I go on lunch now, boss?

Mmm, sure.

What's that?

Uh, it's a Bush Bar. Would you like some?

- Ew. - Come on. You'll love it.

We can share.

Okay.

Um...

Maybe we can share one bar.

All right. All done here. So...

What should we hang here next?

Hmm...

A photo of us eating Bush Bars?

Good idea. Keeps things fresh.

I'm just happy that we finally have

our own super-secret fort.

Speaking of, I better get to work

if we wanna keep this fort over our heads.

My boss is very strict when it comes to tardiness.

I'm sure she'll give you a pass.

I'll race you to the job site?

Loser has to cook dinner.

We didn't say go yet!

Hope you like deep-fried Bush Bars!

Hurry up!

Bring in Cuddly Cub.

So, what are you cooking for dinner tonight?

Watch out!

Is it me, or do those guys seem to be...

Terrible at their job?

I was gonna say "inexperienced",

but, yes, that'll work too.

Bradley, did you feel that?

I felt it.

Maggie, sweetheart, we need to leave.

This way. Quickly.

Bradley, no! We're... Bradley, we're trapped!

There's no way out! What are we gonna do Bradley?

We just have to think with our claws.

Trust me.

Uh.

Ah! I have a plan!

Mags, through here!

Go! I'm right behind you!

Bradley, I'm stuck! I can't get through.

Hang on!

No, no. Bradley?

Bradley.

Bradley, where are you?

No, Bradley.

Over here!

I've got another one!

No, let go of me!

Miss, I... I need you to relax while I save you.

Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no.

Bradley?

Bradley!

No!

We've got a hyperventilating wombat here.

We need oxygen!

Let go of me!

I don't need oxygen! I need to...

I need to find my husb...

Don't worry, ma'am, you're safe now.

You've got the Flightless Feather to thank for that.

Where are we with that oxygen?

I don't need ox...

It's okay, madam.

You're safe now.

Are you sick of being bullied with the taunt, "chicken legs, chicken legs,

check out his chicken legs"?

Well, down some Cass Mass Protein Powder

and you'll have the calves of a Cassowary King.

Cass Mass Protein Powder.

Breaking news this morning.

Flightless Feather saves the day once again.

Huh?

Brad?

Bradley?

Bradley?

Huh?

Ah.

Pizza!

I can't believe you, Maggie.

Unlawful entry. Property damage.

Digging without a safety permit.

What's this?

Theft?

I may have eaten a slice of their pizza.

What's it gonna take for you to stop searching?

Finding him.

Maggie! I know this is incredibly difficult for you to accept, but...

Look, I just...

I don't know what else can be done.

I wanna read the case file.

This again.

I dug those tunnels, and I don't make mistakes.

There's gotta be something in there.

You have photographs, witness statements.

It was an accident, Maggie!

Regardless, those files are for law enforcement only.

And the Flightless Feather?

Uh...

He's a superhero, Maggie!

He enforces the law.

If he was such a hero, Bradley would still be here.

And I wouldn't be getting a lecture from you!

This isn't a lecture!

It's a friendly chat. Huh?

Friendly chats don't involve handcuffs.

Ha! You know very well those handcuffs

are so you don't eat my din...

Huh?

You were right to use the handcuffs.

When are you gonna find another job, hmm?

There's plenty out there.

I don't need to find another job.

I need to find Bradley.

It's been six months, Maggie!

What are you really hoping to find?

My life.

Good evening. I'm Regina Rogers.

Tonight's top story, the Flightless Feather

has once again foiled another brazen robbery attempt,

this time at Marsoupial Kitchen in the city's south.

It's the fifth incident this month

by the group being dubbed the Bushy Tail Bandits.

We've identified their calling card, which is a hair ball.

Mmm, gross.

We spoke with local possum earlier today,

who was present during the attempted robbery.

Well, uh, I was getting the soup of the day bro

and these robbers burst into the kitchen.

But they...

But they didn't realize that this soup, a hero,

was on the menu. Mmm-hmm.

Another verbal treat for our viewers at home.

Well, you know what else is a treat, Reggie?

Zoom Plume, for keeping my feathers smooth and aerodynamic.

I'm so sick of your stupid face.

Well, this won't get me through the night.

Oh, no! We are being robbed!