He had done it. Again. Not good. Falling asleep at the lab equipment, narrowly missing untested substances.
And of course, he didn't have a love life. Nope, he was Billy No-Girl. And he liked it. No girls to maintain a relationship with, all the time he needed in his lab, and the joy of mixing potentially fatal substances together to create a medicine that could save mankind. Or create a substance that could turn pink unicorns into fluffy spastic bunnies of Spazzy-slapping doom. Of course, that was what he was dreaming about.
"And, in unrelated news, the bunnies have reached San Diego, and have taken control of a hospital. One casualty is veteran nurse Mary Fulton, who-"
"And so, this is the damage they have caused. What's our plan of attack you asked?" said Sidney.
"That's a good question," said Victor. "We use sprouts."
"Sprouts? I'm lobbing greens at ruddy retard bunnies?"
"Well, if you don't want to be suffocated by bunny bits, I suggest you follow."
"Oh-kay…" said the English doctor.
"The bunnies have invaded Angeles Bay."
"That's it, people! Go get 'em!"
Sprouts flew everywhere, and he didn't remember anything else after that.
Except when he woke up, he was greeted by a bunny corpse and a few sprouts.