Note: Nope, I'm still writing this story, people. Just because I posted a new story didn't mean that I left this one hanging out in the gutter. This is (Hopefully) the last installment of this series.

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything, and I never will. Language was invented by god knows who, but definitely not me

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Lifty and Shifty woke up to the feeling of hard asphalt against their faces, but it wasn't like that it was the first time that something like this happened to them. But what really ticked them off was how they got apprehended in such a simple maneuver, it made them want to prick themselves.

"Can't believe we lost our loot to three losers." Shifty groaned, getting off the ground.

"Yeah, that was the only successful robbery in seven months!" Lifty complained knowingly.

"Excuse me," a feminine voice joined in. The two turned around and faced to Flaky, who was just standing over them with her pistol. "Would you two be honored to help me to get back my lover?"

"Lover? What the hell?" Lifty remarked, only to be given a smack by his bigger brother Shifty to instruct him to change the conversation direction, "I mean, how much are we being paid?"

"Lifetime value." she told them flatly, seeing that she managed to catch their attention. "If you help me with my task for my higher command."

"Higher command?!" Both brothers asked, giving each other both a confused look.

"Yes. You see, I'm afraid that Flippy has found out about my motives and decided to get away from me," Flaky explained to the dazed raccoons, "But since he found out, I have decided that he is no longer of use to me."

"What are you talking about?" Lifty questioned, "And what is this whole scheme of yours with Flippy?!"

"You see, about ten years ago back during the war against the Tiger General, Flippy's evil half, Fliqpy, has single handedly decimated the vast majority of the General's formations, without the aid of his own soldiers. Although he has been cured by the fool of a retard known as Lumpy, we believe that it is still possible up to now to bring out his evil half by pushing his sanity to the limits."

"What's your point here?" Shifty scratched his head, confused.

"My point is, that by working as an undercover agent and becoming an overly attached girlfriend of his, it will hopefully drive him insane the next time he's drafted, and spontaneously cause his evil half to kill his own comrades before the Tiger soldiers attack."

There was a minute of silence between the three under a lamppost with the raccoon brothers mouths gawped wide, "Whaat?"

"But seeing that he has attempted to get away from me, I am figuring that he has already figured out my scheme, and is going to proceed to tell everyone about me being an undercover agent. The only logical solution now is to eliminate him and his contacts from the picture," Flaky concluded, void of emotion.

Although feeling shocked for just the moment of hearing the plan, Shifty soon regained his color again and began talking for both his brother and himself, "We'll do it, to avenge our past defeats from those bastards that apprehended us. When do we start?"

"You two promise not to betray me, or else I have to cut you all down on orders from high command." Flaky stated flatly, drawing out her firearm at the brothers.

Seeing the pistol made it a lose-lose situation, especially if they failed in their task, "We promise- we will hold it down to the bitter end."

"Good." Flaky nodded, handing them a slip of paper and a notebook. "This is my contact information, along with the information about Flippy. It contains everything- his list of friends, work hours, jobs and all the else."

"How will we get paid?" the younger thief, Lifty asked, still unsure how they will get paid at this current pace.

"We will wire your funds via coin, a traceless currency." Flaky explained.

"Ohhh, ok," the twins sighed, glad that their deal was sealed. "We'll work top notch to get Flippy and his crew to justice in their graves!"

Flaky watched as the kleptomaniac twins ran off down the street, giving each other a clap and their trademark chuckle every time they get something of opportunity. Sighing, she took out her disposable cellphone and dialed a number, looking around for any peeking eyes. Once the call was connected, she held her breath, awaiting her superior's orders.

"Hello?" the all too familiar gruff voice came back at her, as if it was a whip.

"Yes, it's me, Flaky sir." the porcupine replied solemnly.

"Ah, is the deed completed?" the corrupt commander asked, not hiding his over enthusiasm.

Inhaling, Flaky said, "I'm afraid not, sir. I have hired two associates when I have been compromised."

There was a moment of silence before a bloodcurdling cry came back on the line, "WWHHHHHAAAAATTT?!"

"I'm sorry sir, but I did exactly what you said," Flaky reasoned, trying to excuse her way out of the situation, "But you told me to become overly attached in order to drive him insane when he would eventually ask me out-"

"Never mind that," the general came back, calming himself down a bit, "It's that if Flippy is in the picture, you know what happened last time- I still get the chills when I think about body parts and gallbladders in my pizza."

"So what do we do?" Flaky now asked, clearly in a panicked state.

"We have to delay the invasion of Happy Tree State for one week," the general explained, with his voice clearly losing its cool, "We need the time to get more military hardware and supplies, along with raising more manpower within our formations."

"Yes sir," Flaky saluted, "I'm still in the process of hunting him down, since the driving him insane scheme failed."

"Good," he sighed, now feeling more relaxed in a sense of false security, "Take him out if possible- I will wait for your signal if he's taken out to commence the attack."

"Not a problem." she replied.

"Excellent. I will rule the Happy Tree nation even if I have to reduce it to ashes!" the general saluted to himself, before hanging up the call.

Flaky too turned off her cellular device once she heard the line disconnected sound in her speaker. She tucked the square shaped device away and jumped into a bush, concealing herself in the late night darkness and brush. It was going to be a long week ahead of her.

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Five days before attack…

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Flippy, Splendid and Sneaky relaxed back in the soft folding chairs on the patio. Ever since their escape from Flaky the relationship extremist, they had all taken up refuge at Sneaky's cottage, who's relative remote location gives them a better chance of getting away undetected. They also have taken note of the loot they managed to unintentionally acquire from Lifty and Shifty when they robbed the robbers of their van, although Splendid constantly complained that there were no raw food items for them to bake cookies with.

Although enjoying the shade and calm lake breeze from just across the porch, Flippy still did not forget about the events happening just a few days ago. While he was grateful that he was finally away from that maniac for the first time in weeks, he still felt bad for not confronting his issue directly and just getting it out of the picture. It was up until now, he decided to take on his issues directly instead of hiding from it.

"Say guys," Flippy asked, "How do you think I should confront Flaky?"

"Who cares?" Splendid replied, standing up now. "You're away from her, isn't that good enough?"

"Yes, yes I know its great to not have your life crammed full of her," Flippy asserted to his friend, "But there's just some things you have to accomplish, or else it just won't be satisfied."

"I know what you mean, but how do we detach an over attachment?" Sneaky asked, ignorant of the larger picture currently at hand.

"I don't know, and I honestly don't really care," Flippy groaned, "Just anything that works for me would satisfy the current scenario, no regards to the future or past."

"I'll get some drinks." Splendid suggested, quite off topic when comparing to the chatter at hand.

"Sure, thanks for that," Sneaky thanked as Splendid disappeared into the kitchen behind the mesh screen.

"So how do I get away from her?" Flippy repeated, seeing that his question wasn't answered yet.

"You gotta do something that would be totally immoral to her to cause her to hate your guts," Sneaky explained broadly, not giving a specific explanation.

At that time, Splendid came back with a tray of soda cans, "Drinks are here, enjoy."

"Oh, thanks," Flippy said, grabbing a can and cracking it open before taking a long sip out of the container, "Now what would be totally immoral that would cause her to hate me that much?"

"Something disgusting that girls would totally hate," Splendid said, "Like going into the girls room and licking the toilet bowls while she's looking."

"Or you could wear a ton of makeup and dresses to the point that its flaking off your skin," Sneaky suggested, being far more innocent that Splendid's twisted ideology.

"DUDE! That's just fucking gay, who would give up their manliness for girly crap?!" Splendid shot, disregarding the potential sexist sentiment within his argument.

Sparking up an idea when Splendid said his sentence, Flippy blurted, "EUREKA! I KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW! Thanks so much you guys!"

"Huh? What did we say?" Sneaky asked, still confused at his friend's sudden outburst of acclaimed creativity.

"Don't you see?!" Flippy reasoned, still spirits high, "I just have to be gay, and show that I'm not interested with her! Then she's bound to hate me or at least stay away from me!"

"WHAT?!" Splendid blurted, "How does that work?! Who will you find as a male partner?"

"How does that possibly work?" Sneaky sighed, once again tired of going through his green friend's outlandish suggestions.

"Look," Flippy reasoned, unthwarted from their persuasive efforts, "Being gay doesn't force you to go through the rules of violating gender barriers, and besides, I only have to look like that I'm acting gay for it to work- I don't have to be actually gay."

Hearing a more in depth plan made the two settle down a little, "Ohhh, I see- so we're not forced to commit anal rape on you just to make this scheme work, right?"

"Nope," Flippy whistled, "Just have to make it visually similar- then we hope for the best to cause her to break up with me."

"Good, cause we don't want to actually commit sexual acts on a man," Splendid breathed a sigh of relief, "Imagine how crude incest would be between us-"

"Did I say it had to be sexual?" Flippy sighed, face palming himself over his blue friend's over the top thinking.

"No, but you have to think of the possibilities if its forced." Sneaky reasoned rather off topic again.

"Look, whatever," Flippy lectured, "All you guys have to do the next time we see Flaky is to pretend to say that we're all boyfriends, ok? Say it loud enough for her to hear, she's bound to crack up after that."

"Oh alright," both of his friends agreed somewhat reluctantly, "But if we get into trouble for this, its all your fault, is this correct?"

"You bet, I got myself into this, and I'm going to work my way out of this." Flippy stated, before his phone started vibrating in his pocket. "Excuse me a second, I have a message."

Reading the new message, Flippy discovered that it was a email sent from their local commander, instructing them to report to the local military base for further instructions tomorrow. He still questioned himself for the reason, as it was not listed within the message.

"What? What is it this time?" Sneaky asked.

"Military deployment, they want us to report to the local base tomorrow," Flippy explained.

"What?" Sneaky repeated, "Then we gotta complete your plan today!"

"Yes, I know," Flippy clenched his hand into a fist, "It's best done today, but it can still wait for tomorrow."

"I understand." Splendid nodded.

With that said, the three got back into the stolen van and drove off back into the city, in hopes of completing their task and nailing down the coffin once and for all.

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Two days before attack…

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Lifty and Shifty were having a strenuous week, trying to find information about Flippy but with no luck. While they were able to trace all sources on Flaky's notepad back to the original to prove to themselves that she wasn't lying, they were unable to find Flippy, as he went into hiding from the public. So far, it was only two days left before the invasion deadline and they were still out of luck.

"Guh…" Lifty groaned, slamming his face down onto his computer's keyboard, "Still no luck in finding him."

"Well we gotta keep looking," Shifty persuaded, taking another gulp out of his caffeniated energy drink, "We don't get paid for nothing, you know."

"I know, but I searched up all the websites and houses in our town and nothing," Lifty complained. "We're done for, we can't find him anywhere- he just disappeared!"

"Did you check Facebook." Shifty asked calmly.

"What?" his younger brother questioned, unaware.

"I said, did you check on Facebook?" Shifty asked again.

"No, why?" Lifty answered truthfully.

"Dude, if you stalk his Facebook page, you'll be able to find out all the sensitive data he hides from us," Shifty explained, as if he was an Elementary school teacher teaching his students basic addition.

"OK, lets see, , find people, Flippy, Happy Tree Town." Lifty muttered to himself over the taps of keyboard keys.

"Excellent," Shifty clapped as he saw Flippy's profile picture and his timeline which was not censored to the public, "Let's get stalking over his past and previous events."

"Let me see…" Lifty said, scrolling down the page, "Here it says: '2012- stocked up on half a ton worth of non-perishable foods and water, and built a nuclear bomb shelter for the upcoming apocalypse'."

"What a believer, who would ever think that shit was real?!" Shifty laughed at his enemy's pathetic attempt.

"There's a lot of stories in 2013, you want me to skip it?" Lifty asked for the permission from his superior.

"No, don't skip it, I want to see what other pathetic attempts he has failed at throughout last year," Shifty laughed.

"Here we go…" Lifty held his breath, ready to laugh, "February 2013- Upper decked Lumpy's toilet for trashing my car with a refrigerator."

"Anything else?" Shifty chuckled, but managing to bite it back.

"May 2013- Ate two buckets worth of KFC and three bottles worth of prune juice, got explosive diarrhea in the middle of a semi-formal party with Lammy next to me, which got splattered." Lifty managed between the sniggers.

"What a retard," Shifty laughed enthusiastically with his younger brother, "What about us? Is there anything about us in there?"

"Yes, yes there is…" Lifty said, this time in a solid voice, "September 2013- Just had the weirdest dream last night. It was about Lifty and Shifty getting gay and fucking ponies… man, what is wrong with that movie?!"

"Err… huh?" Shifty paused, somewhat lost for words, "OK, now let's skip ahead, and just find what we need from this perverted fuck."

"Here we are- it says as of Tuesday, he has been back on military service at the local military base, and is filling up the task of the previous batch of reservists." Lifty reported to his brother.

"Excellent." was the only reply before a pause, "Now that he's in town again, we can get rid of him easier."

"Good. Let's call Flaky-"

"No." Shifty stopped, "If we eliminate him without the help of Flaky, we should get a larger reward than when we ask for assistance from her, am I right?"

"Yes, yes I see what you mean here," Lifty comprehended. "Let's do this."

The thieving brothers proceeded to gather up their tools for their operation, consisting of firearms, explosive devices and a laptop, used as an detonator. Shifty also took a cellphone and proceeded to dial a number, to make a contact for some associates of his.

"Hello?" the voice came to Shifty over the phone.

"Yes Splendont, its me." Shifty replied, "Listen, your men and you will have some good fun with us today if you help us take out a target."

"Who are these targets you say?" Splendont asked.

"It consists of Flippy, his best friend and your arch nemesis, Splendid," Shifty listed truthfully.

"Excellent- In that case, I'll be over ASAP." Splendont cheered up, wanting to take that opportunity to strike back against his nemesis.

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One day before the attack…

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Splendid, Flippy and Sneaky have all arrived at the army base a few days ago, receiving new uniforms and weapons since their last service period. It was now their turn to fill up the ranks of their local defence forces, as the last batch of reservists left to recuperate. Although they were supposed to be waiting to be briefed on a new mission, all of them spent their time fooling off with their scheme to show Flaky that Flippy is 'gay'.

"OK guys, so you know what to do now, right?" Flippy asked, "So when she comes, you both say that you're proud of me being gay, and then you take your pants off but keep your underwear on, got it Splendid?"

"I think." Splendid sighed, "But isn't there a simpler way to do this?"

"I doubt so at this point," Flippy shook his head sadly, "The only way now is to show her in the hardest way possible that we don't want business with her with that type of behavior, seeing that the peaceful ones have failed."

Their chatter, along with any chatter from their fellow soldiers have all stopped once they saw the commander walk in. He was a tall gray bear, wearing a lighter officer's uniform and bearing an arm patch of an eagle, symbolizing his rank as a Colonel. He cleared his throat harshly to get everyone's attention towards him.

"Good morning gentlemen," the commander initiated, "Today's briefing is about an ongoing series of suspicious activity within Happy Tree Town."

"As you all know, the Tiger General has been inactive for well over ten years since the last attack, and-" the Colonel paused before taking a look at Splendid's contrasting Green uniform from everyone else's, "Major Splendid, what in good grief are you doing here?"

"I thought the briefing was taking place here," Splendid replied truthfully.

"Briefing for airmen like you take place across the barracks," the Colonel sighed.

"Oh, my bad," Splendid justified as he got up and walked out the door.

"Uh oh, RETARD ALERT!" a random soldier stood up with a waitresses' bell, ringing it around while shouting out his disturbingly annoying phrases, "EVERYONE RETARD ALERT!"

"Would you please shut the hell up, Johnny?!" Flippy sighed, giving him a blow across the jaw and sending him back into his chair, quieting him down.

"Thank you Sergeant," the commander resumed again, "Now as I was saying, there has been absolutely no activity from this group in well over ten years- it is getting highly suspicious that they are preparing for a major attack anytime soon."

The projector then turned on, displaying the picture of an all familiar blue tiger, with an eye patch and a robotic arm along with two shorter ones in an uniform and carrying weapons, much to everyone's familiarity. "This here is the Tiger General himself, and these here are his soldiers."

While the next slide was a shocker for Flippy and Sneaky, it largely only amused the rest of the personnel when it displayed a picture of a red porcupine. "This here is Flaky, a manipulative sleeper agent that works for the general. While she looks harmless, she is capable of destroying the minds of even the most hardened soldiers in our ranks- so stay alert."

Eyes wide, Flippy only managed to Sneaky, "Jesus Christ, dude."

"I know." he replied back, in an understanding voice.

"Is there a problem, Sergeant Flippy?" the commander asked, hearing Flippy's voice.

"Yes- why is she working for the Tiger General?" Flippy asked, putting a hand up.

"Well," the commander started, "All we know so far is that she was more or less forced into his business- She was originally an ordinary citizen, but as everyone made fun of her shyness, she got tired out and vowed to get revenge someday. She did so by joining forces with the Tiger General."

Flippy only nodded in comprehension.

"So far only the 29th Infantry division and 5th light division is available in garrison, largely inadequate to resist against any major offensive," the Colonel continued, "But the 5th Army is arriving soon to secure the borders of our town and surrounding countryside from attack."

"Your task is to patrol the streets, watching for any suspicious activity. Radio us if you find anything. Dismissed!" he concluded, leaving the room with the soldiers following.

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"Looks like we won't be needing that whole acting gay scheme anymore," Sneaky sighed in relief, "Just imagine the embarrassment we will receive!"

"Yes, but look at the situation now," Flippy countered, holstering his rifle as they passed a Seven-Eleven shop, "Things are even worse off now, as we realized that Flaky is a mentally crazy sleeper agent that is specialized in manipulation."

"There's that," Sneaky agreed, before propping his ears up to a garage door in the meanwhile, "Hey wait a minute, do you hear that?"

"What?" Flippy questioned.

"CHARGE!" A voice came out from the garage door as it suddenly opened. Lifty and Splendont charged out the door and tackled Sneaky to the floor and knocking him out cold, while Shifty and The Rat did the vice versa to Flippy.

"Bingo," Shifty clapped as his crew dragged the two unconscious figures back into the garage, disarming them and propping them up onto the garage wall.

As Lifty shut the garage door and Splendont attached an explosive device onto their targets and hooked it up to the laptop, where a countdown timer was initiated. Shifty only put the weapons out of instant reach from the soldiers, as he knew that they were in a lose-lose situation at this rate. He was going to kill them, but not without having a bit of fun first.

Waking up briefly later, Flippy looked around and saw Shifty, Lifty, The Rat and Splendont training their pistols at them, wearing large grins on their faces. He saw Sneaky to his right, and with an explosive charge strapped onto his vest. Panicking, he looked down and saw that the same was true to him.

"Well, looks like we caught you with your pants down this time, didn't we Mr. Flippy?" Shifty taunted, unthwarted by their mad looks and the fact that they weren't restrained.

"You won't get away with this." Flippy countered, still keeping cool.

"Oh we will, and with Flaky's help, we would get away with anything from now on!" Lifty corrected them.

Now more shocked than mad, Flippy asked, "Flaky hired you?"

"Yes, ever since how her plan to drive you insane and cause you to kill your allies failed, we were hired to terminate you and your contacts in preparation of the delayed attack due tomorrow."

"Curse you bitch…" Flippy muttered silently under his breath.

"Wait a minute, aren't you guys afraid that you're going to kill yourselves when the bombs on us go off?" Sneaky asked.

"Not at all, they're shaped charges, meaning that it would only be focused on you guys, not us." Splendont explained.

"Any last words?" The Rat taunted, taking out the laptop connected to the explosives, counting down from 10.

"No, no words for this time." Sneaky said solemnly, filling up for Flippy's voice along with his.

The two watched as the timer counted down from 10, and the thieving scums tuck away their guns to wave mock goodbyes at them. He closed his eyes as the counter counted from 3, then 2 and one….

And then, nothing happened.

Opening an eye, Flippy saw the thieves smacking their laptop furiously, as it inconveniently displayed a blue screen of death for them. Wasting no time, the two tried to get the explosives off to no avail, before just dashing for their guns and taking cover behind some boxes.

"Looks like were not going down that easily, aren't we?" Flippy said, now with his tone back. He flipped off the safety of his M4 and got the burglars within his red dot sights.

"Not when we make the charges blow up first!" Splendont declared, showing them the timer from their hurried laptop repair. Much to their dismay, it has been reset back to Fifteen minutes from before the system crash. "Oh fuck…"

"Attack!" the green bear ordered, pulling down the trigger on cue with his reptilian friend. Their guns barked, and cut through The Rat and Shifty up like butter, and soon followed Splendont when he managed to draw out his pistol and futily fired a few shots at them, only to miss from the stopping power of the incoming projectiles.

"NO! I DON'T WANT TO DIE WITHOUT GETTING PAID!" Lifty cried, climbing for the roof from the ladder to escape, only to have his head shattered by a bullet from Sneaky.

Just then, a Leopard 2 Main Battle Tank and a jeep pulled over next to the garage, followed by a fellow comrade opening up the door and waving at them, "Are you two alright?"

"Yeah, we're fine, just get these things off us," Sneaky pointed at the inert explosive charges. The combat engineers wasted no time, and managed to dispose of them in a flash.

"Guys, we have good news and bad news of the upcoming attack," Flippy raised a hand.

"Good news first," The tank commander ordered, propping himself out of the hatch.

"The good news is that the attack has been delayed," Flippy told them.

"Good, now what's the bad news?"

"The attack is scheduled for tomorrow…"

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Well, there it is. Here's the massive twist I wanted to insert ever since the start of this story. Go ahead, kill me for making this an unconventional Flippy/Splendid/Flaky story- Freedom of speech demanded me to put this somewhere, right?

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