Meanwhile, Buzz and the Impossibles were trying to track down the inventor using the Super Crime Computer, but they weren't having much luck.

"This is like looking for a needle in a haystack," Multi said.

"We're at a loss, that's for sure," Coiley said.

"There is absolutely no trace of Frankie anywhere," Buzz replied.

"Well something's gotta give," Fluey said.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake. The roof began to crack at Conroy Labs.

"Yeah, something's gotta give all right," Multi said. "And it's gonna be the roof!"

"You and your big mouth!" Shawn yelled at Fluey.

"Hey, how was I supposed to know the roof was gonna cave in?!" Fluey shouted.

"Argue about it later!" Coiley yelled. "We've gotta get out of here before we get crushed!"

Shawn and Professor Conroy dashed out of the lab through the emergency exit. Buzz turned on his anti-gravity belt, and he and the Impossibles flew through the ceiling.

"What's going on, an earthquake?!" Shawn shouted.

"No," Coiley said, springing upwards to get a look around. "It's Frankenstein Jr! And he's smashing the city!"

"Sizzling stereos!" Fluey shouted. "We gotta stop him!"

"Quick!" Multi shouted. "To the Impossi-Mobile!"

The Impossibles ran to their car and took off like a shot.

"Rally ho!" they shouted.

This was the moment Maxwell was waiting for. He saw the Impossibles coming at Frankenstein Jr, and fiddled with the buttons on his remote control.

"There they are, Frankenstein Jr," he said. "Got ahead and smash 'em!"

"Yes master," Frankie said.

Frankie turned around and headed directly for the Impossi-Mobile. He put his foot down in the middle of the road, creating some sort of a road block.

"Uh oh," Coiley said. "Frankie's blocking the road."

"Hit the brakes! Quick!" Fluey shouted.

Coiley slammed on the brakes, and the Impossi-Mobile skidded. Unfortunately, they were going too fast in the first place, and the car smashed into Frankie's foot.

CRASH!

"Well that was a dumb idea," Fluey said.

"Maybe we should have converted to Impossi-Jet," Multi said.

"No time to worry about it now, fellas," Coiley said. "We've got work to do."

"Not for long, Impossibles," Maxwell shouted, pushing a button on his remote control. "Okay, Frankie. Go get 'em!"

Frankie growled, bent down, and picked up the Impossi-Mobile in his hand.

"Hollerin' hi-fi's!" Multi shouted.

"Oh boy," Buzz said, watching the scene from a distance, through a pair of binoculars. "They're in trouble now!"

As a matter of fact, Coiley was trying to convert to Impossi-Jet, but since they smashed into Frankie, all the controls on the car had been jammed. They weren't able to get it going.

"Now what do we do?" Fluey asked.

"Hand me the guitar," Coiley said. Fluey grabbed the guitar and handed it to Coiley. He pushed a button on the neck and called Big D.

"We're in trouble, chief," he said. "We need some back up."

"What exactly is the problem, boys?" Big D asked.

The transmission was cut off then. Frankie had increased his grip on the Impossi-Mobile, and began crushing it.

"Uh oh," Fluey said, converting to liquid. "ABANDON SHIP!"

With that, Fluey shot out of the car with lightning speed. Coiley and Multi followed. By that time, Frankie had not only crushed the Impossi-Mobile, but their guitars as well.

"Well, so much for our concert tonight," Fluey said.

"And so much for getting out of Civic City," Coiley said. "He's totaled our car!"

"And he's not through yet!" Multi shouted.

Indeed he wasn't. Frankie then wound up and pitched the crushed Impossi-Mobile over a nearby cliff. If anything had been inside the car that was still working, it was completely destroyed now.

"Ooohhh," Shawn groaned. "Lucky the guys got out, huh?"

"You said it," Buzz replied. "I don't even think the Impossibles could have survived a wreck like that!"

"Well, now what?" Coiley asked, as he and the other two Impossibles regrouped with the others.

"I've got an idea," Buzz said, snapping his fingers. "I could use my anti-gravity belt to get within range of Frankie and deactivate him."

"It's worth a shot," Multi said.

Buzz turned on his anti-gravity belt and flew into the air and aimed his radar ring at the giant robot's head.

"Here goes nothing," he said as the beam from the ring bounced off a lamppost and hit Frankenstein Jr's forehead. Nothing happened.

"Something went wrong!" Buzz shouted. "That should have worked!"

"Silly boy scientist," Maxwell said with a laugh. "My remote control overrides your puny little ring! Hey Frankie! Squash this kid like a bug!"

"Yipes!" Buzz shouted, and few off, just before Frankie could swat him like a fly.

"Boy, this guy's one tough customer!" Coiley shouted.

"Come on, fellas!" Fluey shouted. "We aren't licked yet! Rally ho-ho!"

Fluey converted into liquid again and streamed over to Frankenstein Jr. Then he signaled to Multi and Coiley.

"I think he may have something there," Coiley said.

"I hope it works," Shawn replied. "I don't think the city can take much more damage."

"Rally ho!" Coiley shouted, springing over to Frankenstein Jr.

"Rally ho!" Multi shouted, following Coiley.

The Impossibles then huddled and began formulating a plan. The others just stood back and waited, wondering what in the world the boys were up to. Finally, The Impossibles broke out of the huddle and were ready for action. First, Coiley wrapped his coils around Frankie's ankles. Next, Fluey created a mud puddle directly behind the giant robot.

"All yours, Multi!" he called.

"Right," Multi said, duplicating himself upwards. He managed to push Frankie backwards.

"Timber!" he shouted.

"Oh no," Maxwell groaned, as Frankie hit the ground, and landed into the mud puddle.

"Wow!" Buzz shouted. "He's up to his bolts in mud! That's impossible!"

"That's us," Multi said.

"You Impossibles are impossible!" Maxwell shouted. "But I'm not quite finished yet!"

Maxwell turned the dial on his remote control, and increased the power level going through Frankenstein Jr. The robot stood up and growled.

"Ohhh, this can't be good," Shawn said.

"All right, you bucket of bolts," Maxwell said. "Destroy those Impossibles right now!"

Frankie began stomping around, smashing the city as he did. Nothing was going to stop him now.

"Well?" Coiley asked. "Anybody got an ideas?"

"Only one," Multi said, nervously. "Let's get out of here or we're cooked!"

"But what about Civic City?" Fluey asked.

"We can't beat Frankie now," Coiley said. "We'll never be able to get past his defense mechanisms."

"Besides, he's gonna smash us any minute!" Multi shouted.

"You're right," Fluey said. "Gangway!"

The Impossibles then ran off as fast as they could. Maxwell stopped Frankenstein Jr and watched them go.

"Run you cowards!" he shouted. "Run and hide! You're no match for me now, you chicken trio!"