TUGS: A Tale of a Star Chapter 3 - Surprises
As Ten Cents chugged his way through New York City, all he could think about was getting the money. "If I don't get dat money, I could be sold to a scrapyahd, and dat would nevuh do at all," he said to himself: sometimes, even preserved boats have a chance of being sold for scrap. However, he was oblivious to a black tug resembling the one he saw on the poster staring at him. "Ah, Ten Cents," he said in a thick German accent, "vee meet again. Soon, you shall pay for vhat you did to me in 1949, 58 years before today! Ah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah!"
Unaware if that tugboat, the Star Switcher continued sailing through New York, not caring to take a look at all the wonderful sights in the area, not even the harbour itself. Eventually, he came across Zak, who was out dredging. "Excuse me Zak," he said, "I know we aren't friends, but I need yuh 'elp wif someving." Zak stopped dredging. "What is it Stah, I'm busy!" "Well Zak, are you aware of a criminal tugboat dat's been 'ieding in New Yohk foh