Meanwhile, Barbie's trail of carnage had been discovered... "Whoever did this will pay for it... release the Sith Barbie!" ... talking of releasing things, wonder how the CyCom Cybernaut is doing...

What was that? It sounded like it came from near the Toyville City Morgue...

"Damn, well that was a damp squib. Nothing happened. For Tara or me!" "Hey, did you just hear a gunshot?" "Hell, I didn't even feel the earth move; more tongue next time Calleigh!" "Hey, Nick, don't say I didn't warn yo..."

"Emergency! Intruder on the rampa..."

**CRACK**

"...** zizzt **... destroy Toyville CSI... ** zizzt **..." "oh crap"

"No... don't hurt me; I'm too pretty to die! Take the girl instead" "Damnit, Nick, you're such a wuss!"

"Oh migod, it's killed Dr Sid... and we're next... I think I've wet myself!" "*#!@, my bullets are just bouncing right off him!"

Suddenly...

"Noooo!"

"Whoa, impressive" (yeah, certainly more impressive than our customs) "Please, I must see Willow again... it's vitally important" "But Willow's a fugitive from the Law..." "Erm, an Evil Toys controlled CyCom Borg just tried to mush us, Calleigh, I think we're branded as outlaws now too...."

"And my spell merely scrambled that things circuits, it will recover." "Right, that's me convinced then - c'mon, let's go find your Willow then, Tara."