A faint ringing filled the ears of all present. Jack Flash was the first to speak. “___!"This having been said, there was a long period of wait. Finally, Jack Flash spoke up again. “The ringing’s going away, am I still deaf?”
There was a small chorus of exclamations at the realization that sound had once again entered their world. The congregation then glanced at the reclined figure, which had emitted the sound, and now looked to the largest extent like something that would not make such a noise. It in fact looked like a middle-aged, brown haired human male. “Sounds like he’s had a bad day,” remarked Radium.
The man awakened. It looked around, and promptly lay down again, muttering, “I’m just dreaming, I’m just dreaming, I’m just dreaming…”
“Quite the contrary,” said the Zavochian King, jovially. The man groaned.
In the meantime, Ducky and Coppertop had gone off to see the author about what was to be done.
In the hour that the two rabbits would be gone, many introductions were made, and serious discussion was made to the point of the conflict. The group decided to be blunt with what was happening, and this proved to be helpful in ascertaining the problem.
“Well, we haven’t noticed anything missing. It seems to be the same universe we’ve been in for as long as we can remember,” the general supplied. “I’ll send a couple of messages to check if our other bases are in existence, if that would help.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary. I thought something was strange when I passed though the center of Zavochia according to all of my galactic maps.”
“Ah. That settles it, then.”
“Do you know if anything else from your story crossed over to here?” asked Acid.
“We can never be sure, but if I had to make a decision, I’d say no. Haven’t seen anything recognizable for the longest time before this guy here.”
“Jason. I’ve told you that 3 times now.”
Ducky and Coppertop walked into the conference room. “It’s the Zavo-“
“We know,” chanted the room’s occupants.
“How?”
“We’ve only been discussing it for about half an hour.”
“Ah. Well then, shall we send them on their way? The author says that the people we met were the only crossovers, and that he’ll fix the fourth wall as soon as we’re out.”
“Agreed.”
The process was simple this time, owing to diplomacy. In the customary blue flash, Jason and the Zavochians returned to their own universe. It was then the band of rabbits’ turn to leave, and a second blue flash marked their departure.
The general stood blankly for a few moments, and then walked away to give his next briefing.
There was a repair wand hanging in its usual spot on the wall as he passed. The general passed it without comment, as it was entirely routine. The footsteps faded into the distance. Then, there was a faint sucking noise, and the wand disappeared from existence.

“So, where to next?” asked Jack Flash.
“Well, I’ve actually been doing some cleanup work of my own, so a lot of the smaller stories are fixed and walled already. However, there are still a few left. Remember that tank I told you about?”
“One button, we die?”
“That’s the one. Well, the bad news is it’s time to fight it. The good news is that it moved into a story where it will be mostly harmless.”
“How so? It doesn’t sound like much of anything could make that thing harmless,” said Radium.
“It moved into a story I was writing about a sort of online game. In this place, it’ll only be destroying an electronic representation of you, instead of you yourself.”
“Sounds good,” said Acid.
“Wait,” said Coppertop. “How will we transport it back to its own story-“
“Game.”
“Game, whatever. I mean, if we’re playing some sort of online game, how do we use the dimension hopper on the tank?”
“Um.”
“Just say ‘ASL question mark, question mark, forward slash, semicolon, paren,’ We’ll be provided with exact coordinates,” offered Radium.
“Har har.”
“Actually, that’s better than anything I can think of,” said the author.
The stress of the past day or so finally overflowed. “I don’t believe you,” said Jack coldly. “You’re supposedly the one in charge here, so cut the drama and tell us how we get out of this before I add an orifice to your head.”
The author visibly gulped. “Right. The online game is actually sort of virtual reality. The dimension hopper will work from there, since it will hit their avatar and transfer it back to their physical self.” He received 5 blank stares. “Really! It’s science fiction, who cares if it’s possible?”
The rabbits, convinced but still skeptical, departed for their newest adventure.



Not much, I know, but hopefully what this chapter makes up for what it lacks in quantity with quality. I like how it turned out. Anyways, expect longer chapters soon, summer's coming up for me.