The two Wilson rabbits parted ways soon after the garden incident. They were only allied together to stop a zombie uprising, and said uprising had been quashed. Temporarily. What they didn't know was that it's really damn hard to kill a rombie (this is a sequel buddy. If you don't know what a rombie is, go back and read Rose the Rabbiger part 1. This is part 2. K? K.). They had shattered his skull, but really all they did was piss him off. That rombie was still hungry for brains and thirsty for...brain juices, I guess. What do zombies drink anyways? Hi-C? Red Bull? It seems to me like they would drink Red Bull. Anyways, this rombie knew he needed to take revenge on the Wilson bunnies for trying to kill him. But especially on rose, because she had killed him in the first place (again, it's a sequel. don't act confused). So the Rombie, who will hereafter be known as Solomon Bunny, decided on a course of action. He would create an unholy army of zombies. Zombies comprised from all sorts of animals. Squirrels! Moose! Leprechauns! And once he had his zombie army, he would find the two Wilsons, and obliterate them. As he thought this, he tried to laugh maniacally, but he had a deformed little zombie bunny mouth, and only managed to make disgusting gurgling noises. Upon imagining these nasty sounds, the author of this story, who will henceforth be referred to as Baron Vonawesomeburgher, vomited all over his keyboard.

Ewww.

I'll be right back.

Okay. I'm back. Whoever invented Brauny paper towels just earned all my respect. Plus that lumberjack on the paper towels was pretty macho. Bonus. Where was I again? Oh right, Solomon Bunny's nefarious plan. Well, he decided that the time for dilly-dallying was not at hand, and thrust his plan into action right that moment. About four feet away from him was a skunk. Solomon jumped onto the skunk and began eating his tail. Thankfully, his nose had rotted off already, or the stench would have been unbearable. I can nearly smell it through my computer screen. The skunk writhed in his grasp, and after he let go laid there bleeding onto the grass. Within an hour, he was a zombie skunk. The skunk zombie rose to its forelimbs and muttered, "what is thy bidding my master?"

"Go, my pet. Go out into the woods and create many more like yourself."

"How many?"

"Oh, I don't know. Fifty? Does that seem like enough to you Baron?"

I only answer to my full title, biznatch.

"(Sigh) Does that seem like enough to you Baron Vonawesomeburgher?"

Uh, yeah. Fifty should be enough. If you intend on getting your ass kicked.

"Well how many should it be then?"

Fifty-seven, you moron.

"Hey, I'm only as smart as you write me"

True, now get back to those vile deeds of villainy.

"Alright"

As Solomon Bunny began to work his plan into action, the Wilsons were deep in activities of their own. The bunny Slade Wilson was busy updating his MySpace. He had recent pictures taken at the scene of his last altercation that he wanted to show to all his e-friends, and try to impress some of those lady types. In his latest fight, he had defeated a pack of wild hyenas by piercing each of their eyes with extra sharp carrots he happened to have lying around. He drove them into the innards of the hyena's skulls with a ferocity unseen in small woodland creature combat up until this day. Unfortunately, Slade had a linksys Internet connection and couldn't seem to get a good connection.

"What devilry is this," he proclaimed to the woods around him, "I pay $200 a month for my outdoors Internet and I can't even log on, let alone post my awesome pics on MySpace and post in my live journal! AHHHHHHH!"

With rage he grasped for his cellular phone. He punched in the numbers so hard the keys nearly cracked.

ring...

ring...

"Linksys tech support. Jeph Sale speaking. How may we anally violate you today?"

"What did you threaten to do?"

"I said how may we help you today."

"That's not what I heard."

"Well then you heard wrong."

"...Look, my laptop isn't connecting to the Internet."

"Are you sure it's plugged in?"

"Yes I'm sure it's plugged in."

"Did you hit the Internet connect button?"

"Yes, and nothing happened. It just froze up."

"That's something"

"What?"

"It froze up. That's something it did."

"Can you help me or not?"

"How much money do you have on you?"

With that, Slade the bunny flung his cellular phone at the nearest tree, where it shattered into pieces. Slade the bunny then howled in rage into the night sky. Rage at linksys. Rage at being bunny. Rage at the machine! While meanwhile, Rose was not that far away, with a few problems of her own.

Rose was scavenging in the forest for food when she had come across a blue robotic arm in the bushes. She tried eating it, but it was made of metal too hard for her to bite into, let alone ingest. She tried to destroy it, but only with cutting and bludgeoning implements. It barely scratched the surface. She still really wanted to destroy it, but didn't have any explosives or concussive force weapons nearby. So she settled on bringing the device back to her home. The Bunny Cave! She whisked the arm back to her bunny cave, which in all honesty was just an overly large rabbit hole, with much haste, for she did not know if any other robotic arms would try and rescue this one if they saw her with it. While there were no other robots or robotic limbs native to this forest, there was one who had ventured there in search for his long lost arm. A stupid looking Cyborg ironically named Cyborg. How much thought do you think he put into that name? Geez! Cyborg saw his arm being dragged by a small furry creature that he assumed was beast boy in rabbit form. But once he got close to it, he saw that the bunny was not green. And it wore an eye patch. Just like one of his archenemies, Slade! Of course, Cyborg didn't know that Slade was now a rodent. He had told no one. He was far too embarrassed. Cyborg though that perhaps this was one of Slade's new minions. After all, if he could get Robin as his apprentice, who's to say he couldn't teach a rabbit martial arts and thievery. Cyborg decided that he would follow the bunny covertly, and that he would somehow defeat it in martial arts and win his arm back. Unfortunately, the arm that the bunny had was the arm that contained his only real weapon, his energy cannon. Without it, he was really just a big trashcan with a fetish for toasters. Cyborg waited patiently behind cover of trees for nightfall, at which point he snuck up to Rose's hole.

Seemingly unnoticed by any other characters the whole chapter, the zombie army was gaining vast amounts of members and great strength. As Slade, rose, and toaster boy slept, a zombie army was encircling them all, individually.