The Hacker, Supreme Ruler of all of Cyberspace, was supremely livid.
"You said they would be there!" He screamed at Ledge, picking up an expensive glass vase and chucking it at the wall. It didn't make him feel much better.
"They were supposed to be!" Ledge dodged a pillow. "I swear! I honestly sent you there because I thought they were there!"
Outside, Buzz and Delete listened to The Hacker's raging.
"Buzzie, I think this ruling this is really bad for the Boss's health." Delete whispered. "He's been really mad ever since he started."
"Yeah, I think you're right, Dee Dee." Buzz agreed.
"I still can't believe that no one will come to our Doughnut-Bunny shop because they're afraid of the Boss!" Delete sobbed.
"There, there." Buzz comforted Delete. "Don't tell anyone I said this, but I think that the Boss shouldn't be doing this. It's really bad for all of us."
"It's always been bad for us." Delete pointed out. "Since when have we ever cared?"
"I think it's about time that we start thinking about ourselves." Buzz admitted.
"Don't let the Boss know that you're thinking like that." Delete warned. "He'll get real mad."
"I know! Don't you think I know?" Buzz burst out. "But, Dee Dee. Just listen. He's always beating us up and bossing us around. Don't you want your bunny shop, without people running in fear? Aren't you sick and tired of the Boss ruling? Don't you want to be free?"
"Yeah…" Delete trailed off. "But, Buzzie…"
"No buts! Come on, we have to get free, Delete! We have to start making our own life!" Buzz pressed.
Delete sighed. "But, Buzzie…how?"