The R.A.B.T. Offensive Squadron #14 emerged from their hiding place behind one of the giant carrots Carrotus was famous for. The leader, a muscled gray rabbit in green spandex, readied his gun and scanned the skies for movement. There was none - only clouds could be seen in the blue sky, a peaceful vision that had little to do with the events that would soon follow. "Come on, men," barked the leader, "we've got a job to do!"
Offensive Squadron #14 was stationed inside of Runabout Canyon, and until now had never received any actual fighting experience. Due to the severe lack of local events for the last several years, the five rabbits were only used to holograms and drill masters which didn't fight to kill, and now they had been sent to prevent Devan Shell from - in some unknown fashion - ruling the world. Their chances did not seem good.
Regardless, the five rabbits began their climb up the cliffs of Runabout Canyon. Their map, sent via porta-fax by headquarters, showed that the guessed entrance to Devan's lair was only about fifty feet up from this spot. The cliff-side was dotted with jagged outcroppings, thorn bushes, loose stones and other obstacles, but rabbits are naturally agile, and OS#14 made it up with no major difficulties.
"This looks like the place," concluded an albino rabbit in black leather, after a quick observation. "Notice; slight remnants of ash, suggesting a fire. Small, lizard shaped footprints, leading into the cave. Charred skeleton of Hip-Hop bird within, indicating defensive protocols."
"Good work," allowed the spandex-clad leader, peering in at the bird's carcass with some revulsion. "All right, strategists! I want a fully operational plan for how we get in safely within five minutes."
This command was met with varying degrees of un-enthusiasm, but the R.A.B.T. trained minds set to work on the problem.

Jazz landed on the cold floor of the dungeon and looked around. To his left was a series of sharp metal spikes, glinting evilly in the pale evening light. The light was coming from the right, from a door in the wall roughly six feet high. The only thing blocking his and Spaz's escape from the castle dungeons was Eva's mother, who stood angrily in front of the doorway, teeth showing in a mad snarl, shield held firmly in one paw for protection against the brothers' blasters. A quick glance to the side revealed Spaz openly staring at the Queen, probably trying to understand how she could have gotten there.
"Why is your shield round on top, but pointed at the bottom?" asked Spaz, curiously.
Then again, maybe not. Jazz lowered his weapon to the ground, and was about to address her when she cut him short, her very words feeling like knives cutting into his flesh.
"How DARE you escape from the jail cell my guards put you into?! And this red rabbit HELPED you out, didn't he? I TOLD my daughter it was a bad idea letting HIM into the castle..."
"She didn't let me in," supplied Spaz.
"What?"
"I ran in. It was six'o'clock, and I wanted to be on time, but then I ran so fast the time went back an hour, and Jazz crashed into me because I wasn't wearing any pants. And Devan stole..."
"Don't talk of Devan to me!" screamed the Queen, interrupting Spaz's ramblings so loudly that the two rabbits felt themselves being shoved backwards into the spikes by the sheer sonic power of her voice. They hastily braced themselves against the wall to avoid the sharp pointy things which lurked behind them, as the Queen continued to scream.
"Stole my daughter's gem on her wedding day! The honor of the clan Earlong will be ruined for years from this outrage! Jail is too good for you Jackrabbits."
"So..." began Spaz, uncertainly. "...you're going to kill us?" finished Jazz.
"EXACTLY!" screamed the Queen, with renewed vigor, stomping her foot against the ground. The dungeons rumbled, and Jazz felt the brick he had been holding on to crumble out of the wall, leaving him defenseless against the sonic onslaught of his intended-mother-in-law's lungs. Thinking fast, he leaped into the air, expertly twisting his body in mid-flight so that he landed on a bare spot between two of the spikes. Spaz was not so lucky, as a brick from the ceiling dislodged itself and fell onto his head.
"Birdies!" cried Spaz in delight, falling to the floor. "They're circling around my head and I can't eat them!"
"Ah, shut up." snapped Chuck, perched atop the sill of a window which opened into darkness. "It's kind of obvious you're not getting anywhere by reasoning with her."
"What else can we do?" asked Jazz, peeking his head out from the crouched position he had landed in.
"Fight her," responded Chuck lazily, before quickly jumping to the side as another dislodged brick landed on the spot where he had been perched.
"Fight Jazz's mother-in-law?"
"I WILL NEVER BE YOUR MOTHER-IN-LAW!" raged the Queen, once more powerfully slamming her foot into the floor. Bricks flew in all directions, and a hole opened in the wall above Spaz, who barely missed being squashed by the falling masonry.
Attracted by the noises, one of the purple bat creatures stuck its head out of the new hole briefly before flying into the battle chamber, teeth bared, in the direction of Spaz's unprotected head. A jolt of compassion shot through Chuck's mind, and the Hip-Hop brought the gun upon his beak to point at the bat thing before firing. Two bullets sprang forth with devastating results, and the bat thing burst into a shower of purple gore. The death did not go unnoticed, however, as within no time dozens more of the purple bat creatures had entered through the hole in the wall, and began flying around madly, biting at anything that moved.
"Wait a minute..." mused Jazz, who had left his place between the spikes and was now standing back to back with Spaz, shooting randomly into the air, "is it just me, or are these things blind?"
"Good eye," grunted Chuck, flying a few feet above the melee for a better observation. "They're attracted by sound, but not much else."
"All right, everyone, be quiet!" yelled Jazz, and the room went mute save for the frenzied squeakings and flapping of the bat creatures themselves. Still full of the bloodlust triggered by the three rabbits and the Hip-Hop, and unable to hear any other victims, the hellish bat things began to attack each other, frenziedly gnawing off wings and heads of their own brethren.
"No! You're supposed to be attacking JAZZ!" cried the Queen, an instant before realizing the mistake of her action. As one, the seven remaining bat things flew at her, all memories of their earlier slaughter erased in the attack of this new target. The Queen screamed, and raised her shield, attempting to buffet her attackers into submission, but the small purple winged ones quickly gained the upper hand, biting and snapping at Eva's mother's retreating form.
"Stop that," commanded Jazz, and the bat things turned once more, wondering at the source of this new noise. Jazz brought his blaster up to the firing position and fired one, two, three, four, five, six, seven quick shots towards the confused, circling purple animals. Moments later, all seven had exploded messily, and were lying in bits and pieces on the floor. The Queen poked her face out from behind the protective shield and glared at Jazz.
"I'm not about to start liking you now, you know," she said, her voice instantly regaining its ordinary regal undertones.
"When I saved your daughter," retorted Jazz, "she promised me half the kingdom and her paw in marriage. Not that I want to marry you or anything..."
"Shut up!"
"...but the least you could do is let us go fight Devan, right?"
"Evil terrorists! I'll die first..."
"Don't make me do this," advised Jazz, aiming his gun at her. The Queen thought for a moment before shaking her head defiantly and raising her foot for another ground shaking stamp. Jazz closed his eyes and fired the blaster.
The Queen brought her shield up to intercept the shot. Red hot blaster-fire met royal shield in an explosion of sparks which left the shield undamaged, but the Queen staggered backwards from the shock. Failing to find a foothold, the blue rabbit monarch waved her hands despairingly, moaning as she fell backwards off of the ledge she had been standing on, into a pit she did not know was there. Jazz gasped and ran to the edge, quickly followed by the dazed Spaz and the scornful Chuck.
"You haven't won yet!" came the dwindling voice of the Queen from somewhere inside the hole. "There are guards stationed all the way from here to the spaceport! You'll never escape Carrotus aliiiiiiiiiiii... oomph!"
The Queen's mad tirade was halted as she felt herself land on a smooth, plastic surface which buckled beneath her weight. Instantly it shot back upwards, propelling the angry rabbit back up into the air, past the ledge which she had fallen off of, and into the ceiling above.
This ceiling was part of, as was the rest of the dungeons, the foundation upon which Carrotus Castle sat, but the Queen's repeated foot stomps and screaming had weakened the material so thoroughly that it came to pieces upon contact with her rapidly rising head. The two rabbits did not wait to find out what would become of her after that, instead jumping over the pit to exit through the door from which soft evening light poured through. Chuck flapped afterwards, pausing only to direct a sarcastic "Hasta la vista, darling." towards the spot where they had last seen the Queen.




The gray rabbit with green spandex comes from a sketch on the box (I think) of an OEM version of JJ2.