"You won't get away with this!" Furious declared and then realized how cliche that was.
"Valiant effort, but you are no match for what I have accomplished here. I don't mean to take over the world or rob banks, just take this holiday as my own. People will celebrate me, give me gifts, make me their mascot."
EB said, "It's not about what people give me, it is about spread.... OW!" Dr. Eggzecutioner jabbed a metal prong into EB's leg.
"Shut up. You're defeated."
"I won't shut up."
Dr. Eggzecutioner said, "You never shut up. That incessant prattling, on and on about everything. Working with you was like working with a toddler on caffeine."
Furious had to agree that EB could be annoying talkative. However, he also realized Dr. Eggzecutioner wasn't looking closely. With a hard yank, he pulled his arm free and fired his raygun into the head of a marshmallow zombie and even broke the soldier behind him. Five soldiers piled on him.
"Now, now, hero. Don't be foolish. You are alone. You can't win." Dr. Eggzecutioner said.
Furious said, "I will never give up."
"Pointless. Oh, well. Drag him away." Dr. Eggzecutioner waved a hand dismissively. EB yelled, "Think good thoughts, Furious. Think good thoughts."
"I said shut up!"
Furious, who was now being dragged across the floor, wondered why EB would say that so emphatically. Then, he realized it wasn't just a positive affirmation, but a command. Finally, he thought about the basket still on his arm. Goodness made it work, and this was a special basket. Furious Squirrel thought about the times he saved people recently. The muggings he stopped, that cat he saved from the tree, the time he gave the orphans a ride in his dirigible around town. He thought about the happiness and joy he brought to people by thinking of them first. How he could make the world a better place by never giving up.
"What... what is this?" Dr. Eggzecutioner yelled.
Furious opened his eyes and saw the eggs in the wall all rattling and shaking. One broke loose and raced toward his basket. When it got inside, it vanished away like the others would. Then another and another.
"STOP THIS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Dr. Eggzecutioner screamed.
Furious concentrated on the good deeds he had done and how it made people's days better. Eggs flew across the room, some coming out of boxes where they were stored. As the wall of egg holding units was vacated, the minions all began to fall over. The marshmallow zombies melted and the egg soldiers broke. With the last egg, EB's container broke and he was now free.
In an instant, EB zipped around Dr. Eggzecutioner, tying him up with a magical cord he created, made of black licorice. "HA!"
The entrance to the cave grew loud as a dozen heroes, led by Director Nova, arrived.
"Furious Squirrel, what is going on?" Nova asked.
EB dragged Dr. Eggzecutioner over by the black licorice rope. "He just saved me and all future Easters."
Nova looked at the egg themed villain, "Oh, no. Is that who I think it is?"
EB smiled, "Yes, Dr. Eggzecutioner. Toldja he existed."
"Take him away." Nova commanded the heroes.
While the belligerent scientist was taken out, EB hopped around Furious Squirrel. "You did an amazing job. This calls for something special."
Nova said, "I suppose it does. A special commendation from BADGE and..."
"No, even more special." EB clapped his paws and all three vanished away.
They found themselves in the candy shop in the middle of Easter Town. EB was already on the counter getting the special hot chocolate machine running. "This'll take just a minute."
Nova growled, "I told you NEVER to zap me here without my permission."
"Oh, poo. This is a celebration. Relax." EB went to work on the chocolate.
Nova said, "Furious, that was good work. Sorry we didn't believe you sooner. EB has warned us about this villain for years, but he never made a move so we didn't think he actually existed. Your initiative was spot on."
"Honestly, an Easter villain with Marshmallow zombie minions and eggs turned into soldiers is not something most people will think is real. I'm just glad EB had a way for me to defeat him."
"We do owe both of you for this. Now, I suppose some hot chocolate would be nice."
EB delivered three tall mugs of the best hot chocolate they'd ever tasted. They drank to a job well done as the people of Neo Utopia and the rest of the world go on blissfully unaware that Easter was almost changed forever by a madman in an egg helmet.
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