Somewhere in a city located in a populous state of America, a certain fox with orange bowl-cut hair was in a blind alley. There, the French spy was making sure that no one was seeing her. "Aw, good," Claudette smiled after seeing the coast is clear. "No one in sight." She then looked down at her own spy suit, where there was a ripcord sticking out. "At least, zis alley is wide enough for me to test out zis new spy suit." Without any time wasted, she pulled the ripcord, and suddenly, a series of hisses were commenced.

"Pardon moi?" She reacted curiously. It didn't take long for her to see something black growing around her. She looked down and notice that her suit was blowing up. "WHAT!?" She peeped. "How did I not see zis coming!?" Before she can even do anything, she felt her inflating suit carrying her up in the air. "Why didn't zat pinhead of an inventor back in ze headquarters tell me about zis!?" She yowled, flailing about as she was reaching over the buildings that neighbor the alley she was in. "I must've picked it up by mistake!"

Within minutes, she was already above the city just miles and miles away from the ground. The hissing stopped. With the inflating process over, she looked like a wrecking ball that had a strange gray trim along the waist. Her limbs were imploded as well as her neck, leaving only her hands, feet, and head sticking out. As she floats across the American city, she blushed while she uttered, "Oh, frommage..."

How will she get back down now?

Claudette Dupri © Warner Bros.