"Hurry!" he commanded, "We've got to find Newton, he'll have a plane we can use!" In no time, Lizy, Speedy, Bob, and Chubby made a mad dash to the desert south of Lizard City where Newton's airstrips were located.

It was some time before they arrived, and Lizy feared Cruel had made it too far off to catch.

"Don't loose your cool!" Newton assured them, "My fastest planes could catch any aircraft in a second flat. We'll take one of my swiftest flying vessels and have them yet!"

"I'll have you yet, Cruel!" exclaimed Lizy shaking his fist in the air as Newton fired up the engines of the Weeder. It was a handy ship, of a small size. It had only a three-man cockpit and a small cargo area behind it (which was converted for additional seating).

Once the group had crowded in, the chase was on!

"I feel weird..." commented Chubby.

"How's that?" asked Speedy.

"Well, I mean, think about it!" Chubby continued, "We're chasing a castle that just took off. And how's it flying. That's what I want to know!

"And while we're on it, why is the sky blue? And which came first? The chicken or the pineapple? Why are our snouts so huge? How can we be talking? Why doesn't this paragraph finish? Why? Why? Why?"

The others just stared at him. "Just thought I'd ask..." Chubby added. BOOM! Suddenly there was an explosion and the engines began to sputter. "Don't worry!" Newton quickly put in, "It's only...