The Jazz 1.24 skidded to a halt on the main docking bay of Tubelectric. The three rabbits got out, paid for valet parking and went to a restraunt. None of them had remembered to bring any food along and it had been a long flight. Spaz, with his mouh full, started the conversation.



"Mmmph grmpph rmp yrrmmphh grmmp."



"Spaz, don't talk with your mouth full!" said Jazz, after swallowing.



"Oh, sorry."



"So what were you going to say?"



"Now that we're here, the first step will be to find Cosair."



"Spaz, you have a point. I was all for charging down to Kon-tar but Cosair is probably our first objective."



"So, how do we find him?"



"Knowing space pilots, he'll probably be hard to find. You can't expect him to just walk in the door after all."



Fuming, Cosair walked in the door of a restraunt and noticed it was nearly empty. The only customers besides himself were three rabbits, Green, Yellow and Red. His first thought was of a stop light. Cosair sat down at a table and picked up a menu. Then he noticed the three Rabbits had come over to his table. Knowing the sort of thing that often happened when three bipeduals came over to your table, he cocked his pistol. However, the yellow one saw it and kicked it out of his hand.



"No need for guns, we're not here to hurt you. Are you Cosair?"



"Why, yes, I am. How did you know?"



While Spaz stuck his tongue out at Jazz for being wrong, Lori answered. "Well, you're wearing a space pilot suit with the word COSAIR printed on it in big letters..."



Cosair looked down, and sure enough, there it was. "So who are you, that you come over to this table just to ask if my shirt tells the truth?"



"I'm Lori Jackrabbit, and these are my brothers, Jazz and Spaz Jackrabbit. We hail from Carrotus, and came when we heard of your adventure on Tubelectric."



"Jazz Jackrabbit? The Jazz Jackrabbit with floppy ears, a big gun and a huge temper?"



"Well, he's gotten over the last part, but yes."



"Then maybe you can tell me exactly why Devan Shell destroyed my temporary home and computer!?"



The creatures that worked at the restraunt were getting rather worried, and one was putting away the glassware. Then one, slightly braver then the rest, walked over to the Cosair and the Jackrabbits and said "Sirs, I'm afraid you'll have to leave."



"This always happens," muttered Jazz as they exited. "restraunt workers get upset at the least raising of voice."



"Yes, I've had that trouble myself at times. But could you answer me?"



"I don't know yet. I'd have to see the place myself before I can give you ANY sort of estimate. In the meantime... What's that computer you're holding?"



"Trash. I wouldn't take it as a gift, but the people at the computer store said it was good."



"A mac?"



"Yeah."



Meanwhile, Kon-tar had gone to Tubelectric himself. He walked out onto the planet, and watched smugly as the Sparks and Electrical Walls snapped to attention. (I'm not quite sure how this is done...) "Slaves, Electricicians, compatriots. I'm not pleased that you wrecked Cosair's stuff, you may realise."



"."



"Mental note to self. Get some henchman that talk, next time."



"?"



"I'm afraid I'm going to ask that all of you with pictures of my smiling face will have to get rid of them."



"&"



"You see, (well, not really) The Jackrabbits are likely to come here, and I don't want them to know I'm controlling you. They think Devan is, and the longer they think that, the better!"



"!!!!"



"Now then, you know the plan."



"$$$"



Kon-tar walked away, smiling. This plot would surely destroy the Jackrabbits, and if it didn't, they still would not know he had anything to do with it.