Well, it finally happened. The grain silo around which The Cartoncast

headquarters was built finally burst open, releasing three ancient beasts

(I'm gonna go with dogs?) into the world. These malicious beings of

anarchy, chaos incarnate, ran amok in the headquarters, confounding the

mild-mannered employees to the point of insanity. Only with the help of

some good-natured lab rats and a chipper young possum could Ben and Zane

seal them in their prison tomb to sleep another thousand years. Or until it

got renewed, whichever came first.