Sam knew he had to do something in order to get his best friend back. After calling the Geek and telling her she'd be on her own for dinner that night, Sam set out in the Desoto, which had thankfully been modified to withstand the pressure in the vacuum of space.
"Gotta find him..." Sam spoke, continuing to drive the car past multiple galaxies. "Maybe its a good thing he swallowed that GPS a while back..."
Sam pressed a few buttons on the control panel of the modified Desoto, until a screen displaying Max's whereabouts could be seen, with a red light indicating where Max was, and a smaller red light where Sam's position was located.
"Aha!" Sam chortled, slamming the gas pedal. "Sit tight little buddy, I'M COMIN'!!"
Sam's slight victory would be cut short, however, since he found that despite the fact he was utilizing the gas pedal to a ludicrous degree, he didn't seem to be moving forward in the slightest.
"GREAT GHOST OF LEONARD NIMOY PLAYIN' POKER WITH FRANK OZ!" Sam exclaimed, gazing in the rear-view mirror. "Now IM' being abducted!"
Sam watched in horror as he was being pulled closer and closer towards a large spaceship by way of a light-yellow tractor beam surrounding the Desoto.
Max couldn't believe he'd been separated from his beloved, longtime partner and transported thousands of miles away from the earth, from New York, from Sam and the Geek. Burlap was all the little rabbity-thing could see when he opened his eyes and when he was finally placed on the ground, he adamantly stood up.
"--ALLRIGHT, Just WHAT in the Kentucky-Fried-FUCK is goin' on here fellas," Max removed the burlap sack from his head and tossed it aside. "I was PERFECTLY cool where I was, with bein' on the moon with my best pal, and now you got me PISSED! And you wouldn't like me when I'm—"
Max gazed at his new surroundings. The little rabbity-thing had been taken to what appeared to be a very large space-palace made from a marble-like substance.
"Pissed...off..." Max gulped.
Max was also in the presence of some rabbit-like creatures who greatly resembled him, making him even more confused. These strange beings also wore long, flowing robes and appeared to ride on some kind of metallic, frisbee-like hover devices.
"Your grace, our guest appears to be quite frazzled..." An elderly rabbity-thing spoke, his head facing what appeared t be their leader.
"O-okay..." Max spoke, gulping again, now a little more terrified. "W-who are you guys?"
"I, am Lord Lapin, ruler over Lagomorphus-9." A tall rabbity-thing spoke to Max, slowly hovering over towards him. Lord Lapin also wore a golden crown atop his head, with blue robes embroidered with a silver thread, which greatly resembled a map of charted stars.
The taller lagomorph approached the small rabbit, leaning down and placing a paw on his shoulder.
"And you are my son."
Max didn't know what to make of this crazy situation in the slightest. He only had one thing to say in this singular moment, unfortunately it just so happened to be an unnervingly silent--
"--what?"