I Must Have Missed Part Four, Can We Rewind the Tape?

Who: The Flying Hamster Group
Where: Floating City
When: When we got there, evidently!
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<Snippity do dah, snippity ay...>
"How'd you get here?" asked Cerebrum.
<End bad snip line>
"Jet hamster," snorted Keto, climbing to his feet, "Very economical, fuelled by
fresh fruit."
"Sounds profitable..." mused Cerebrum.
"It's as if you read my m..."
"I did."
"You think you two entrepreneurs could give us a hand here?" snapped Phil from
where he and the others were attempting to free WD-40 and twist one half of him
back the right way round. With a heave, the mechanoid slid out from his prone
position. While (probably unwisely) leaving Keto and Cerebrum to sort out the
directional dilemma WD-40 was having, White Wolf turned to Grabby the Thief.
"Somewhere in here," he said, "Are several of our crew. We broke you out
because Major Havoc here tells us you're possibly the only one who can help us
to get them out of here without causing too much fuss..."
"You mean like that kind of fuss?" asked Grabby, raising his eyebrows as
gunshots were heard from somewhere inside the city.
White Wolf sighed.
"Never a dull moment when the crew of the Blue Dwarf arrive," pointed out
Allie.
"It seems like we need a distraction of some sort," nodded the giant hamster,
"Any ideas? I don't think I'm up for another firework display at the moment..."
The little group looked at each other for a moment. For a second, Cerebrum's
eyes met Keto's. Then he smiled.
"I've got an i..." he began.
"Oh no you don't!" interrupted Keto hurriedly.
"Okay. Doctor Keto has an i..."
"No I don't! No ideas at all! Can't think of a single damned thing!*"
"What did he think of?" Phil asked Cerebrum.
Keto hung his head.
-- Ten Minutes Later --
"Any time now would be good."
"Okay, okay," sighed Keto irritably, "I expect to be given a pay bonus for
this."
"Doctor Keto, just make the distraction already."
Keto groaned and concentrated.
For a second, nothing much changed. Then the gunfire suddenly sounded
extremely irregular...and the next moment, one of the fairly tall structures
atop the floating city bent rather precariously sideways.
"There," said Keto, opening his eyes, "Having to run around at an angle of
forty-five degrees should distract them."
"Good, let's go," nodded White Wolf. As they headed off, Keto tapped Cerebrum
on the shoulder.
"You read my mind then. Don't do it again."
"But it's so useful!" protested Cerebrum, before catching himself and
continuing, "...for psychiatric research! Which, might I point out, you are in
dire need of."
The psychiatrist turned and followed the others. Keto stared after him for a
moment, then muttered something under his breath before following.
The group had not gone more than twenty metres before there was a huge crash.
"What was THAT?" asked Phil, looking around.
"Well, I could only hazard a completely uneducated guess," said Keto calmly,
"But it sounded very much like a jetcar loaded with gold crashing into the side
of a building and then hurtling over the side of the city and down towards the
ground below. Only a completely uneducated guess, of course."
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OOC: Tag! :)
*Sounds like my posting lately... ;)