The rockets spun completely around and settled on Akabeko.
“T A R G E T – A C Q U I R E D,” the rabbit chirped helpfully.
Wire cutters in hand, Akabeko frantically began snipping connections inside the rabbit, hoping to deactivate it. The rockets began to hum. “Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear,” she muttered, snipping away.
Calmly, her friend leaned forward and flicked the switch off.