"Why did we have to be caught?"
"Doctor Z is gonna kill us when he finds out!"
"It's Professor Z, not Doctor Z!"
"It doesn't matter what you call him, we are dead when he and Axlerod find out about this!"
Acer, the leader of the lemons that were caught in Radiator Springs, shouted, "Shut up! And stop complaining!" The other lemons became quiet and stared at their leader. Acer was satisfied. "Good. Now, I will call Axlerod-"
"No, please don't tell him about this!"
"He'll punish us for sure!"
"And we all know that means death-"
"Shut up!" Acer shouted again. "I will call him and ask him on what is best to do. No, you all be quiet, and I will call him." Acer got out his phone, and dialled the number of his bosses.
Axlerod watched as Grem and his comrades brought in one of the race-cars they had just kidnapped. Only one to go, then they were all caught. All of a sudden, the phone rang. He picked it up. "Hello?"
It was Acer. "Hello, Axlerod."
"Ah, Acer, good to hear from you. Did you catch McQueen?"
"Uh, actually, no, we didn't. We were...well, caught in the action, and were...well...arrested."
"Arrested?"
"Yes...me and the others are in prison as we speak. So, uh, what do we do?"
"You need to escape. Don't worry about catching the race-car; we'll get him some other time. Just escape. And come back to the layer. Oh, and just to let you know, we will probably not be there as we will be you-know-where in the process of executing the other race-cars."
"Ok, thanks for the heads up. So, I heard that their sheriff is gonna ask us questions. Should I just answer honestly or lie?"
"Are you crazy? Lie if possible."
"Ok, thanks."
"No problem. And whatever you do, don't give away the secret location of youknowwhere. Got it?"
"Yes, I got it. Bye then."
"See you guys later." Axlerod hung up the phone.
Professor Zundapp looked at Axlerod. "So who was it?"
"It was Acer. He and the others were caught trying to take McQueen, and were arrested. Don't worry about them, though. Just order the lemons to gather the racers and I'll call Nightsky."
"Got it! So what about McQueen?"
"We'll get him some other time. We just have to get out of here in case anybody finds out we are here."
"Ok." Professor Zundapp drove around ordering the lemons. "Gather up the prisoners, we are going to leave soon!" The lemons quickly did as they were ordered.
Axlerod was on the phone again. "Nightsky, I need you to come as quickly as possible. We got all of the race-cars."
A wicked female voice came through the phone. "Got it, Axlerod. I'm on my way."