Well, the CEO obviously didn't want to lose the wager. No sir. He planned out an attack that he made sure would eliminate the animated vegetable. Then he found a flaw and corrected it, making an updated version of it. Then he found another flaw and corrected that, making another version of the plan. Then it happened again and again, with him making extra sub-sections of the plan to assist in its carry-out. Eventually, around version 6, he tossed the whole thing out and only kept Sub-Section 14, which he thought would be enough to eliminate the rhubarb. It had better, or he'd have wasted all that hard thinking and planning out for nothing. Don't you just hate that?

     The FFI had a lot of experience on their side, so it only took a day of planning to get the plot to work. It was very helpful that they didn't need anyone to make it work. The FFI is big on robots. You just wait. In 50 years or so, the toys in the Happy Meals will be replaced by robots. It's just another step in their plan for world domination. But this plan was not being put into motion right now. Sub-Section 14 was.

     So, a day passed, with the FFI building their robot, and with Dough Boy wondering what the FFI had up their sleeve. He'd know soon enough, he'd just have to wait until morning.

 

**Morning** (Hey, there it is)

 

     Down in the Villagetown Grocer, The Dancing Rhubarb was picking up some groceries (Hey! He's finally in the story!). He paid the cashier, then walked outside.

     He hadn't even taken two steps onto the street when he heard a rumble. Now, since he'd been in A Load of Dough, he knew what to do. He disregarded it, then paid attention for the...

     Rumble.

     TDR turned to the right. Dough Boy, who was hiding in a bush nearby, also turned to see a huge robot. That's it. The robot looked exactly like the one from TDR's first adventure, but about four times bigger. Dough Boy couldn't help but think, "THIS is the best they could come up with? Why don't they go that easy on me?"

     The Dancing Rhubarb just stood there, watching the robot and holding his groceries. The robot began to move in his direction, and he simply stood there.

     Dough Boy had different plans. Rushing out from the bushes, he tore off the back panel, and with a soldering rod he took just for the occasion, began ripping off wires from their connectors and soldering them in random places. He wasn't really doing anything, but he thought he was, and that's all that mattered to him.

     Out of nowhere, a floating television came from inside the robot (Out of nowhere from inside the robot. Hmm.). The static it displayed was quickly replaced by a dark screen. Dough Boy looked strangely at it until the darkness spoke.

     "What the *#$& do you think you're doing?" (Man, and I though I'd seen the last of the persistent censoring squad.)

     "I'm attempting to reprogram the robot for my own use. What does it look like I'm doing?"

     "It looks like your ripping out wires and rewiring them in random places."

     He had a point. "Yes, but sometime I'm bound to get it right."

     He also had a point. "But I could destroy The Dancing Rhubarb if you'd let me."

     He also had a point. "But I'm not gonna let you take all the glory and rub it in my face."

     He also had a point. "But you agreed to the wager I proposed."

     He also had a point. "So? It's called dignity. And I have a point."

     Darn. Now I don't know what to say. Oh well. Dough Boy continued to rip out wires and rewire them, while the CEO kept trying to get his robot to move down the road. The result was a sort of robot dance, with the robot twitching and fidgeting around, trying to keep up with what was happening.

     The Dancing Rhubarb was watching this whole episode, stand there holding his groceries. He didn't really know what to do in a strange situation like this, so he walked home.

     All of a sudden, the robot began to emit sparks and sizzle. It then ceased to function altogether. Dough Boy, who was holding a wire in his hand, didn't want to look too conspicuous, so he dropped the wire and turned to the television. "Haha! You didn't defeat him! Guess you're not as powerful and almighty as you thought! HAHAHA!"

     The CEO grew angry. "Hey! It was your fault! You short-circuited my robot!"

     "So? You still lost! Now, go away and let me revel in my victory!"

     The floating television flew off, and Dough Boy had a good seven seconds of reveling. Then, he didn't know what to do (as a lot of characters have shown), so he walked off as well.

     Man, that was a pretty dull ending. But hey, just about everything in these stories makes fun at stuff, so I have a perfectly good excuse.

 

On to Chapter 6