The Toledo Fudds lounged about on a huge blanket in the field, talking,
staring the clouds (that one looks like a bunny!), or watching the kids play
in the playground. Their axes were scattered around in the grass, more or 
less out of sight. The last unblocked warren entrance, some kind of service
tunnel barely large enough for a bunny, was directly under the center.
                                                                     
"When can we go home?" Matt whined, "We won, didn't we? It's all over now."

"Not quite," Bob replied, staring off into the distance. "We're still more or
less in the middle of bunny territory. Jak says we can expect a counterattack,
sooner or later. And they haven't even started searching the city for symps."

"Middle? I thought Michigan was unclaimed..." someone else remarked. Bob 
shrugged.

"They have Detroit, and the rest of Ohio, and Indiana... I'd call that
surrounded. Not to mention that they still have this city. Do you really
think Carty won that election by himself?" everyone chuckled. "The squirrels
say they can hold the warren unless PAW is willing to concentrate most of
its resources..."

"But they also said the warren was virtually undefended," Matt said, "And 
that we were the only attack. Can we trust them?"

"Yeah," Jenny said, "If their plan had gone off, we'd all be dead. Did you
see how many bunnies there were?"

"I think that's a bit unfair. We'd only face the full assault for a few 
seconds, until the main attack hit. And those human/squirrel tactics we
practiced would've worked." Bob looked around, but no one else seemed to
agree with him. "Besides, I've been checking up. These bunnies are 
nationwide. Do you remember that UFO landing site that was on Sightings? The
one where the road was melted? The squirrels say that was where a suit of 
bunny morpharmor detonated."

Jenny snickered. "You watch Sightings?"

"Shut up, just shut up!"

**************

Meanwhile, Teral stood by as the last chunks of cement were cleared from a
passage through the rubble pile that blocked the tunnel to UCirc. "I'll go 
through," he said, scrambling down the narrow passage towards the small 
opening in the far wall of the rubble pile. He popped through the hole and
tumbled two feet to the tunnel floor.

He stumbled to his feet and looked up into nine hundred lasers arrayed in
ordered phalanxes along the tunnel floor, and also on the sides and roof of
a transport. There was a slight commotion as Zira pushed her way to the 
front.

"Teral!" she said with a happy bounce, "You're alive!"

Teral gave a [greetingsflick] and ran up to her. "The diversion worked," he
said, smiling, "I'm sorry about those grenades..."

"That's okay," she said, "No one blames you. If you hadn't taken out those
armored bunnies we'd've all been killed. They were unstoppable! But how did
you win? You couldn't've had more than two hundred in there with you..."

Teral grinned. "The bunnies hadn't set more than a token guard at the warren
entrance, so the diversionary force took them out, and just ran all the way
through the warren, unopposed. There we were, only a few of us left, backed
into a corner outnumbered six to one, then they run in screaming bloody 
murder. And the bunnies ran! I couldn't believe it!"

"Where'd they go?"

"[shrugflick] Who knows? Who cares? We blocked all the entrances except one,
 and all the tunnels. They probably ran back to PAW."

"What about the civilians?"

"We have them under guard in their burrows. I put the kits in a separate 
 room, to discourage any escape attempts. [flick] We got them all without
 having to kill any. And there were as many as I thought. Loren should be
 satisfied."

"If you still have their families," She said, slightly worried, "Those 
 bunnies WILL be back."

Teral snorted. "Let them come. We'll be ready." He turned to address the 
squirrels in general. "Anyway, now that you know who won, can you guys help
clear out this tunnel? We should really get the place running as soon as 
possible. Especially the algea vats, unless you want to eat SPAM. [grin]"

No one moved for a second. Teral [flicked] in annoyance. "THE BATTLE'S OVER!"
he shouted, "WE WON! NOW CLEAR OUT THE DAMN TUNNEL SO THE TRANSPORTS CAN GET
THROUGH!"

The squirrels let out a deafening cheer, and rushed forwards to clear the 
pile. Teral just stood there, confused.