Within seconds the Rabbids had made their way into the huge mazelike factory, leaving Frank and Lamar behind.
“Where’d they go?” Frank said.
“Ah, who cares?” Lamar said, tired of being furious. “How much damage can three little shrimps like that do, anyway?”
Plenty.
First the Rabbids grabbed toilet plungers to stick on their heads like hats and on their butts like tails. They each carried one or two plungers, swinging them around like swords, laughing with joy. “BWAH HA HA HA HA!”
They bopped their plungers into the knobs and buttons that controlled the factory’s assembly lines and conveyor belts. Everything came to a standstill.
“WHAT IS GOING ON?!” the factory foreman bellowed. Then he spotted the three Rabbids whacking everything in sight with their toilet plungers. “HEY!” he shouted. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING? CUT IT OUT!”
The foreman ran after the Rabbids, followed by a bunch of employees who were trying to get in good with him. Other employees saw this as an excellent opportunity to take an unscheduled break.
But it wasn’t easy catching the Rabbids. They used the toilet plungers like suction cups to climb walls. Thwop, thwop, thwop! They stuck toilet plungers to the floor, pulled back the handles (Thhhwump!), and launched themselves through the air. “BWHEEEE!” The Rabbids were having a wonderful time!
This was a situation that definitely called for the Rabbids’ arch nemesis, Agent Glyker. But where was he?