Bill continues running as fast as he can, before stumbling to a halt in a strangely flat area. The ground is squishy under his paws.
Bill Nye: Where-where am I? And what's this weird ground?
Suddenly, a strange contraption moves toward him. Bill Nye screeches in alarm and tries to run, but his claws are stuck in the strange substance.
Roboticclaw: *in robotic voice* Do Not Be Afraid. I Will Not Harm You.
Bill Nye: AHHHHHH!
Bill works his claws out of the ground and begins to run away. Before he can get close, however, the robot grabs him and stops him.
Roboticclaw: You Are An Intruder. Come See Our Leader.
Bill squirms in fear, but is firmly stuck in the grip of the robot. He is taken to a cluster of buildings in the distance. A cat--an actual cat--drops the remote control she's holding and come racing over.
Gearheart: Oh, I'm so sorry about that, Bill Nye! I didn't mean for Roboticclaw to scare you so much.
Bill Nye awkwardly nods his head in acceptance of her apology.
Gearheart: Oops! You're still being held? *grabs a remote control of the ground and holds down a button* Roboticclaw, put him down.
Roboticclaw: Yes, Master.
Bill Nye is deposited to the ground in a heap, though he blinks confusedly at Gearheart.
Bill Nye: How...?
Gearheart: Voice recognition. Hey, Batterystar! Bill Nye is here!
Batterystar peeks his head out of a window, sees Bill Nye, and immediatly jumps out.
Batterystar: Wow wow wow Bill Nye it's really you! You're my hero, you know, with your pursuit of knowledge and all that! I can't believe I'm actually meeting you!! Are you real? Is anything real?
Bill Nye: Um...
Batterystar: Can I get your paw print? Please please please please please please--
Bill Nye: Um ok...
Batterystar takes out a giant picture of Bill Nye running away from ChainClan and a couple berries to squash. Bill Nye puts his pawprint on the picture reluctantly.
Bill Nye: Where did you find that picture of me...?
Batterystar: We have robot cameras everywhere!
Bill Nye: O.O
Batterystar: Anyway, I guess I should tell you about myself and this Clan! This is the home of RoboticClan, a lovely home for gear-obsessed cats like me and Gearheart to build, program, and drive robots!
Bill Nye: Um, what's a robot?
Batterystar: According to Google, a machine capable of carrying out a complex series of actions automatically, especially one programmable by a computer.
Bill Nye: But what's a--
Batterystar: A machine? Google says it's an apparatus using or applying mechanical power and having several parts, each with a definite function and together performing a particular task.
Bill Nye: Oh. Ok. Got it.
Batterystar: Anyway, we make things for all SORTS of purposes! We make camera drones to spy on other Clans, robots for the First competition that Ember's in, and lots of construction machines to repair the fourth wall every time an admin breaks it!
At his words, an alarm sounds, and thousands of robots go flying towards a tumbling fourth wall.
Bill Nye: *glancing nervously at the collapsing wall behind him* I think I"ll go now...
Batterystar: Okay! Thank you SO SO SO SO SO much for your pawprint!!!
Bill Nye races out across the strange substance towards the distant forest on the horizon, muttering under his breath.
Hello! Surprise! It's Ember, whose concussion has FINALLY healed!!!!