11 Can I Make You a Sandwich

CHAPTER ELEVEN CAN I MAKE YOU A SANDWICH? Igor ran and got Franny one of her best smashers. "This won't work, Igor, I made the Franbots too strong to be smashed to bits."

Igor ran and got her a screwdriver. "Good thinking, Igor, but I can't just disassemble them. The three of them work together. They would easily overpower me before I untwisted the first screw." Igor ran and got her suitcase and some brochures of nice vacation destinations. "We can't just run away, Igor. They'll get Mom. They'll get my family, and then they'll get the whole world."

They heard the Franbots preparing to come after them.

"It's time. Let's take care of Franny," one of them hissed. Suddenly Igor ran off. "Igor, you coward! I guess it's all up to me," Franny whispered, wishing that she had taught Igor something about teamwork. But as fast as Igor had vanished, he returned and was doing his best Franny impersonation. And although it wasn't perfect, it was good enough to fool the Franbots. "There she is," one of them yelled, and choosing from a selection at random from its huge memory bank of recipes, Franbot Number Three blasted Igor with its Food Ray.

Franny watched in horror as they picked up what was left of Igor and put it in a little bag. The Franbot had transformed him into a tuna fish sandwich.

"Igor sacrificed himself to save me," Franny said. "I guess maybe I did teach him something about teamwork." "Soon they will all be luncheon delicacies!" the Franbots cheered. "Let's do it right now!" one of them yelled. "No, first we must practice our skills. Nothing is more important."