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check out the control room 0 Investigate, and interrogate Spi 3 Inspect the inspectors? 4 Or round up some robots 0

Dept nods to the squirrel. "That's a good thought we'll check out the inspectors but I think we should bring Spi with us when we do it. He knows his way around here better then us. And if these inspectors are part of some conspericy then they might have had an inside man, who better then the plant manager."

The group turns back to the purple reptile. The manager looks nervous still the green scaled ridge running down his back seems to be standing on edge. Az steps towards the man loading an explosive dong into his weapon. "We're going to need you to show us where those inspectors went. We think they may present a clear and present danger to your facility."

The dragon gulps. "Danger, Present, And you want me to go down there with you?" He looks around seemingly ready to bolts. "You don't need me down there why not take Bgc he knows his way around, Why's it gotta be me." He's whining loudly now.

Bukk frowns at the man, the whole group ignoring the loud "nope" from the other side of the room. "I wouldn't trust that pony to find his own ass hole with both hands, a map and a sphincter seeking dildo" They gets a rather indignant "Hey" from the other side of the room which again the all ignore.

Dept smiles at the still nervous lizard. "It's for your own safety Spi. After all if this is some sort of attack the safest place in the whole plant would be surrounded by your very own body guard of fuckups." The little bunny is usually good at getting boys to do what he wants. Though he usually has more pink on when he does it.

After they are gone the red furred colt pauses to scratch his ass, the tattoo he'd been talked into last night still itched like crazy. There was just too much green in it. He pulls out a small device from his desk and hits a button, "You've got Fuckups on the way." he mutters into the device.

Mas hangs at the back of the group. It's rather dark here in the power plant. You'd think there'd be more light. He spends most of his time peering into the shadows, He knows he's got to be imagining things but he could swear something was moving out there in the shadows.

The purple and green lizard seems to be getting more and more nervous. "There should be more light." He seems to be muttering when they come to a cul-de-sac of the corridors he almost panics. "They are supposed to be right here."

All the crew are on edge now. It's seriously spooky down here. Mas is peering into a shadow certain he saw something. Suddenly there is movement and something shiny flashes towards him. The armless fox jumps back as with a loud clatter a massive steel rattle crunches into the plascrete flooring where he'd been standing moments before. "Guys" he nearly shrieks, "I think it was a trap"

5 furs slip forward out of the shadows. 2 rabbits, a cat, a gerbil, and a pig. Two of them are hulking huge massive teamagers wielding Battle Rattles. The other 3 Automatic Milk bottles. They all sport the bizarre uniform of there secret society. The laser proof bib, the frilly warriors bonnet, a veterans pacifier and the soldiers diaper. Baby Furs one of the meanest warrior cults to exist in all the compound. Thou not as clever as the Queens they make up for it in shear ferocity. The emulate the elite precub military units known as Babies who were able to render growed ups in to helpless quivering heaps. Other then the Battle Rattle they have the Milk bottle an improvement on the old Baby designed weapon which was a hand held device used to squirt something called milk at an opponent, since no one knows what this milk was the modern version, mounted on a rifle stock, tends to use industrial adhesive, or acid.

Four of the team train there weapons on the Baby furs ,Mas still a little shaken is having trouble getting his mouth around the butt of his gun. "Nobody panic, " mutters Dept to the crew.

The Gerbil steps forward. "I should have known some one would see through our ruse. Thankfully we were warned in time to set up this little ambush. Our plans are too far along now, We can't let you stop us."

"Warned." Roars Bukk "I knew he was acting suspicious." Shifts his aim so that the purple lizard is peering for the focusing aperture of his laser rifle.

"But, but, but I..." stammers Spi but he can't say much more as a loud metel crashing sound fills the corridor.

Robots come pouring about a dozen or so small repair bots waving tool wielding tentacles. With them comes two furs wearing dark robes covered in mystical glyphs of 0s and 1s. The first one throws back his hood, He's an older gray furred wolf cub. "This farce must end now before any more damage is done. The great holy CubPewter needs this plant to live and it has been the Holy C: righteous mission to protect that source of life giving power. We can not let you degenerates damage any more of it, I Dir-S-HWF will not stand for It any longer. I only regret that in order to preserve the secrecy of our holy mission I must also obliterate these humble servants of the CubPewter as well."

With a whimper Mas almost cries "Can we Panic Now?"

Calmly Dept looks around and says "Yes"

With Robots to left, Babies to the right our team is stuck in the middle

What's going to happen next week

Will Dept try and negotiate with both sides avoiding the fight

Will They try to work out a deal with the Baby furs

Will they try to get the Holy C: on there side

Or should they try to get out of the way and let the two sides duke it out first

Tune in next week same cub time, same cub channel