"The battle must be over," said Chubby in a deep voice, "We'd better go back and get ready for the party!"

"Oh, no you don't!" commanded Lizy, "Now I've had more than enough of this, and I'm not going to take anymore! Where's Cruel? The future of Lizard Valley is at stake, and you want to have a party. What's the Valley coming to?"

"It's coming to be my own personal theme park!" shouted an evil voice from behind Lizy and Chubby.

"Cruel!" cried Chubby, "We were... just leaving!"

"Not so fast, you two bird brains," chuckled Cruel, "I have a few rides I'd like you test out."

"Really?" asked Chubby with delight, "This sound like it might be fun! What are the rides called?"

"The Doom of Lizy the Lizard, and the Fall of Lizard Valley!" replied Cruel with a smirk.

"Gasp!" cried Chubby, "Those don't sound like fun rides at all! You're a very cruel lizard, Mr. Cruel!"

"Thank you, my dear dim wit!" laughed the evil Cruel, "And now, without further ado, the Doom of Lizy the Lizard!"