Ghost Bunny released the Wabbit and took him to an
abandoned café in a little known location south of Turin. "Don’t
worry Wabbit. All will be explained." she whispered. "I certainly
hope so," said the Wabbit, who was secretly enjoying posing as his long
lost cousin. "Ah there you are Wabbit," said Skratch the Cat.
"I expect you’re wondering what this is all about." "I’m just a
cousin and don’t know much," said the Wabbit with a shrug. “We had to
bring you back from Rome without alerting the wicked Agents of Rabit," said
Skratch. "The Agents have placed a price upon your head and hired an out-of-town hit
Rabit to despatch you without further ado." "Well," said the
Wabbit. "I hope the price was right." "A King’s ransom,"
said Skratch, "and thats why we arranged this double to throw them
off the scent." The Wabbit looked at his double. "Nice coat,"
said the Wabbit. "I’m afraid we had to give him your spare
one," said Skratch. "And we programmed him to be just like
you," said Robot with a smile. "Programmed?" shouted the Wabbit.
"You mean this Wabbit double is an android!" "I’m the Wabbit’s
double," announced the android Wabbit. "Be quiet you!" said the
Wabbit. "Quiet is, as quiet does," said the android Wabbit annoyingly.
"Are you sure about his circuitry?" sighed the Wabbit, hopping up and
down. "He's got a state-of-the-art positronic memory." said Robot. "Oh
really," said the Wabbit with exasperation and he addressed the android
Wabbit sternly. "OK, Mr Bunny. Do you have a plan?" "I’m the Wabbit’s stubble," replied the android Wabbit. "He’ll
do!" said the Wabbit.
