Unfortunately, Mike's escape did not go unnoticed.
And as you know, the Bots' escape did go noticed.
And as the two parties were friends, it was concluded they escaped together, and so Gizmonic Institute ordered for spies to be sent out to find them at once.
Dr Solomon was left with having to go before the President.
"How did they escape?!" demanded the President.
Solomon stared for a while.
"Ummm…they left?" he guessed.
The President stood up and towered over Solomon.
"I want them back here by the end of the week," he growled.
"But…but we don't know where they went," Dr Solomon said, trying to cover for Mike.
"That won't stop us. I want them back in seven days, and if you won't do it, I will!"
Dr Solomon gulped and nodded.
"Dismissed, Solomon," President said.
The worried doctor got up and left the office. He wasn't sure what to do, but he knew Mike and the Bots had better hurry to Minnesota and fast.
The President was brought before the council of Gizmonic Institute.
"This only proves that he's guilty," said Dr Mickey. "We need to catch him and fast."
"We need his robots," said Dr Carnage. "If we can catch the robots, we can get him back here."
"But how would we go about getting them?" asked the President.
Dr Ray stood up.
"Well, sir, as an invention facility, we have been able to create just the thing to capture the robots," he said proudly.
"What do we have?"
Dr Paul pulled out a laptop computer. It had a small plastic satellite-like thing on it.
"This is Condensed Teleporter, or the CT for short. It sends out a stream of electrons that can rearrange the molecular structure of an object, and reconstruct it…elsewhere, for lack of a better term," he said.
The President looked at it.
"Does it work?" he asked.
"The best we can tell, yes," said Dr Carnage. "Allow us to demonstrate. Remember that investigation about Dr Lyle?"
He pointed the CT at a bag marked "DR LYLE IS NOT IN HERE", and he typed a few things into the laptop. The beam hummed and clicked, and then it released as flow bright electrons right at the bag.
BRZAAP!
FOOM!
The President stared.
There was a small wisp of smoke flying off of the place where the bag had been.
Everyone let out a low whistle.
The President looked back at Dr Paul.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked.
The Doctors simply glowered.
"It couldn't be better," said Dr Paul.
"All right, team. Let's catch those Bots," said the President.
A siren went off all over the Gizmo-Making building.
Cars and trucks flowed out of the building and down the road like a rambling river.
Dr Paul watched them from his window.
"Take this, Nelson," he growled.
The old military van bumped and bounced along the highway and through a city.
The Bots were marveling at it.
"Is this seriously Earth?" asked Tom.
"What did you guys expect exactly?" asked Mike.
"Well, it looks more realistic than what we're used to."
"Yeah, after nearly two hundred crappy movies and plain photographs, we actually are impressed with the quality of the reality," said Crow.
Gypsy was staring at all the fast-food joints.
"Oh my stars!" she said. "What a strange town! It reeks of high-cholesterol!"
"Well, we're in an American town. You'll see a lot of those," said Mike.
The Bots continued to marvel at the modern world.
"Hey, Sears! That's where babies come from!" said Gypsy.
Mike stared at her through the rearview mirror.
"What?" he asked.
"She asked Joel that question once, and he panicked," whispered Tom.
"What do you guys want to do while we're here?" asked Gypsy.
"Let's go find Coleman Francis' grave and spit on it!" said Crow.
"Uh, let's not," said Mike. "We're going to try and stop a few times during the drive. Nothing but gas, food and sleep for us."
"You're boring," snorted Tom.
"Yeah, let's find a college campus and join a frat party! Free beer, Mike!" Crow said.
Mike simply shoved Crow into the back again.
"I'm getting sick of shoving you out of here," Mike muttered.
"That's my plan in a nutshell," said Crow.
Then Mike noticed something on the dashboard.
"What the hell…?" asked Tom, also noticing.
It was a red dot slowly making its way across the dash.
"It looks like a laser pointer," commented Mike.
"Where's it coming from?" asked Gypsy.
Crow looked out the back window.
"Well, unless I'm mistaken, I'm gonna guess that it's those fellas in the helicopter up there that says Gizmo on it," he said.
Mike noticed a giant black helicopter was coming dangerously low to them.
"Oh for crying out loud," he muttered.
"Mike, you're not quite selling the whole 'Earth is good' concept," said Tom angrily.
Mike gulped and quickly swerved the van out of the way of the pointer.
"WHAAA!!" cried the Bots.
Pow!
A gunshot was heard being fired at them.
Then the red dot returned.
Mike swerved away again.
"WHOAAA!" screamed the Bots, falling to the other side now.
"Mike, what the hell are you doing, you big mook?!" Crow demanded, getting to his feet.
"The red dot is the aim for a gun!" said Mike frantically. "Unless we can avoid the dot, we're all gonna be shot and killed!"
"Oh great," moaned Tom, who was starting to cry. "I'll never see my turtle again!"
"Don't panic!" Mike ordered.
CLANK!
"AAAAAHH!" screamed Crow and Gypsy.
Mike looked and saw that a giant metal hook had sliced its way through the ceiling of the van and come inches from slicing them.
"START PANICKING!" screamed Mike.
"Okay, baby! Out, out, out!" Gypsy ordered.
She somehow managed to get Mike into the back with Crow and Cambot, and then get into the driver's seat behind the wheel.
"Go for it, Gyps!" cheered Crow.
Gypsy took control of the van and started to drive faster.
Cars swerved to make way for her.
And up above, the Gizmocrats in the helicopter were trying to keep control and operate the CT.
They were able to open up the main menu, but a few things were going wrong.
"What's this thing called the internet?" asked Dr Carnage.
"GET THEM!" shouted Dr Paul.
They flew down lower, and then began to slow down.
The rope connected to the hook connected to the roof suddenly ripped it off!
Metal grinded and pieces shattered as the van suddenly became a convertible.
Mike, Crow, Tom and Cambot stared at the ceiling as it was hoisted away.
"Oh, this is gonna drive the insurance guys crazy!" moaned Crow.
"Hang on!" yelled Gypsy.
She suddenly swerved.
Mike, Crow, Tom and Cambot were tossed around in the back.
Cambot finally opted to hide under the seat.
The red dot appeared on the dash again.
"Gypsy! The dot's back!" shrieked Mike.
Gypsy then drove onto the sidewalk, causing people to flee.
"Excuse us! Pardon! Sorry about your dress, ma'am!" Mike shouted as they passed people.
The car nearly hit a few people!
Crow quickly leaned forward and honked the horn as Gypsy navigated to avoid everyone.
The helicopter tried to keep up with Gypsy's spastic driving.
Finally, Gypsy was behind a flatbed truck with a low ramp on the back. She carefully drove up the ramp and hid the van behind the cargo so the driver wouldn't be bothered.
Unfortunately, this left them with nowhere to run.
"We're trapped!" Tom wept. "We're done for! Done for!"
Mike and Crow stared at him as he blubbered.
"Look out!" Mike finally said.
The red dot focused on his forehead.
Mike ducked out of the way just as a shot was fired.
POW!
"MIKE!" screamed the Bots.
"It's okay! They didn't get me. The dot's only small. It'll be hard to get us."
Suddenly, a giant red dot appeared, covering them all!
Mike and the Bots slowly looked up and saw a giant machine gun.
"That's more like it," Mike whimpered.
Everyone huddled together and cowered.
On the helicopter, the pilots finally got the CT working.
"Fly her in carefully," hissed Dr Paul. "Here we go!"
The CT booted up and let out a long blast of electrons at the Bots!
Or at least, that's what was supposed to happen.
Instead, the blast hit the window of the helicopter, engulfing the entire craft.
"Whoops," said the Dr Paul. "What's happening?"
"I think we've teleported the wrong machine," said Dr Carnage.
She was right. The helicopter was taken away.
BRZZAP!
FOOM!
Dr Paul and Dr Carnage floated in midair for a second, and then plummeted onto a truck that was heading in the opposite direction.
Mike and the Bots, now temporarily out of danger, continued on.