It was a rude awakening. They'd been enjoying cartoon chaos when with a bang they were back in Rome. Lapinette held her nose and pointed. "Poo bum smell!" she yelled. "This is the end of your environmental journey," said the Lamp. "Which would you rather have? This or Cartoon Cavern?" The Wabbit was jovial. "We have to work on this. This is what we're stuck with." Lapinette was furious, "I don't like it one bit. I preferred the cartoons." The Wabbit shrugged. "People are responsible for this, can't blame anyone but them." The Lamp bounced around. "Look at me. I've been cast aside. No-one bothered to recycle me. I'm just so much garbage." Lapinette grimaced. "So is this the path to environment freedom?" "Yes," replied the lamp. "The freedom to do exactly what the devil you want." The Wabbit shrugged. "The devil has a lot to do with it. He looks and laughs." Lapinette pointed at the lamp. "Clear this up!" The lamp laughed too. "You clear it up." Then it dawned on Lapinette what it was all about. "We're all responsible! But I recycle! I sort and sort." The Lamp said "Good! But if we continue like this, we'll need another two planets to cope." The Wabbit struck the green bin with a paw. I know the very planet. It's desolate. We can put all our rubbish there. The Lamp was not impressed. "Before you know it, the universe will float on a sea of rubbish." Lapinette put her paws on her hips. "What do you suggest then?" The Lamp rocked back and forth. "Don't ask me, I'm only a Lamp."
