Later that day, there were reports of strange activity at the brain, so that's where the three headed. "Keep your eyes peeled for anything susp-" Kat was cut off. "Kat! Behind you!" Ozzy shouted. Thrax grabbed Kat by the antennas, hurting the wimpering, sore, cell. "You IDIOT!" he shouted in her face! "You know what happens to minions who run off like that?"
Kat whimpered.
"I SLICE THEIR HEADS OFF, STUPID!"
Ozzy and Drix gasped.
"If you want your precious pet, then you'll have to fight me, first!" Thrax ran off with Kat, who was still wimpering.

"Drix," Ozzy said, sadly, "he won. He got away with Kat. She's gone." "No he didn't!" Drix snapped back, "We will save our friend, no matter what!"

They followed Thrax to the armpit. "Now it's time to get you over with!"
Kat sobbed.

Thrax was about to slice her head clean off her body when he heard a voice. "Not so fast, Virus!" It was Drix, with Ozzy! They came to save her! "Now, you ain't gonna slice her head off, are ya?" Ozzy said. They knocked Thrax out, grabbed Kat, and drove off. "IDIOTS!" Thrax said when he had gained consiousness again. "They got away with her! I ain't stoppin' 'till she and Frank are dead!

Ozzy and Drix stopped at a gas station, and everyone gave Kat a nasty glare. "Mommy? Wus dat?" said a young child. "That is an icky germ! Don't touch it, Billy!"

"Germ?" Kat began to sob a bit. Ozzy came back with Drix. "Yo, Kat! Wassup?" said Ozzy. "Nothing... Ozzy, do you think I'm a germ?"
"What the- no! Why?"
"'Cuz people are treating me different, callin' me a 'dirty germ'."

Ozzy didn't believe her until he turned on the news that night.

"There was a pink and yellow germ spotted at a local gas station this afternoon. If you see or have seen this germ, call us now"

Ozzy wasn't sure if Kat heard that or not, because she was curled up in a ball sleeping beside him. When he went to pet her, she twitched because she was still sore. Ozzy decided to just go to bed.