Safely in the Wabbit’s hot air balloon, the gang made their
getaway with the giant key at their side. The Wabbit’s walkie talkie crackled. "Red Spiders, Commander," said Duetta’s silky
voice. "We have the prisoners." "Take them
to the interrogation ramp," said the Wabbit, "and don’t drop them." Even through
the radio, the Wabbit could hear the rustling of spidery legs as Duetta and her cohorts flew quickly
across the city. "What about the saucer, Commander?" asked Duetta. "Give it another 5 kilometres," said the Wabbit, "then there might be turbulence." The Wabbit
pressed a yellow switch and gave the radio to Lapinette. "Do you want to say the
word?" Lapinette looked questioningly. "It’s voice activated," said the Wabbit. "What should I say?" asked Lapinette. "What would I say?" smiled the Wabbit and he winked at Skratch.
Lapinette shrugged somewhat like the Wabbit and spoke softly into the radio. "Kaboom?" For a second there was nothing. Then they
heard a creak, followed by a small bang. "Is that it?" asked Skratch. The Wabbit held up a paw. A deafening explosion
ripped the craft apart and hurled bits of spaceship as far as the Alps. "That's it," said the Wabbit.
