Louie’s Splash Attack

The Angel Grove Plumbing Convention was in full swing, buzzing with activity as professionals from all over the city gathered to showcase the latest plumbing technology. The event had a deeper significance for Angel Grove -- it wasn't just about pipes and tools, but about recovery. After the city had been ravaged by countless monster attacks, local insurance companies and the city leadership had come together to back this event as part of an initiative to rebuild the community. The convention was meant to encourage residents to repair and restore their properties rather than let outside developers come in and change the fabric of Angel Grove. It was a message of local resilience, and it was clear from the attendance that the people of Angel Grove were ready to reclaim their city.

The convention hall was filled with high-tech displays of all kinds of plumbing technology. From gleaming new pipes to advanced water filtration systems, and even industrial pipe-cleaning robots, the exhibitors showed off the best their industry had to offer. But the centrepiece of the event -- the highlight that had been drawing in crowds all day -- was the latest creation from HydroFlow Technologies: the Super Loo.

A gleaming, top-tier technological marvel, the Super Loo featured triple-flush action -- a revolutionary system that guaranteed the cleanest flush every time. With a sleek, futuristic design, it was touted as being capable of clearing even the most stubborn clogs with ease. Several booths displayed the model in action, demonstrating the powerful flush system and leaving the crowd in awe. There were even miniaturized versions for residential use, boasting energy efficiency, water conservation, and a self-cleaning mechanism that made maintenance a breeze. The Super Loo was truly the future of bathroom technology, and Angel Grove's plumbing community was celebrating this technological leap.

Bulk and Skull stood watch at the entrance, both in oversized security uniforms that seemed more comical than anything else. Though they were supposed to guard the convention, their attention was far from on the task. Bulk, ever the opportunist, scanned the area for any potential snack stands while Skull absentmindedly tugged at his shirt sleeve, clearly more interested in chatting than security.

"Skull, come on. Focus!" Bulk muttered under his breath. "This is a big deal. Lieutenant Stone convinced Chief Garcia to give us this job so we could make up for that last test. If we mess it up, we'll be scrubbing restrooms for a month. You want that?"

Skull, distracted by the shiny new Super Loo demo, shrugged. "Ah, whatever, Bulk. Who's gonna mess with a plumbing convention? It's not like anything exciting's going to happen. You know, I heard this one loo has triple-flush action. Can you imagine? Triple flush! That's three times the action."

Bulk rolled his eyes. "Yeah, Skull. I heard you the first time. Triple-flush action or not, we're supposed to be working. Do you want to end up patrolling the sewage plant after everything we went through last time? You know it'll be way worse if we mess this up."

Skull's eyes widened at the thought. "Alright, alright, no messing around. I'll keep my eyes peeled. Triple flush, though... that's top-tier plumbing right there." He gave a thumbs up toward the Super Loo demo booth as he imagined how satisfying it must be to flush a toilet that could do that.

Before Bulk could respond, Detective Stone arrived on the scene, his stern face and authoritative demeanour immediately drawing attention. He crossed his arms and locked eyes with Bulk and Skull, clearly unimpressed by their lax posture.

"Bulk. Skull." Detective Stone's voice was firm, his expression showing he meant business. "I'm going to make this quick. I convinced Chief Garcia to give you two this security assignment as a chance to make up for your appalling performance on that last test. You were both a disaster, and I had to pull some serious strings to get you this job. So, you better take it seriously. I'm counting on you to make sure nothing goes wrong here today. If anything happens -- anything -- I'll have you cleaning toilets at the Angel Grove sewage treatment plant. Got it?"

Bulk and Skull straightened immediately, their usual slouch vanishing as they tried to look more professional. "We got it, Detective!" Bulk said, nodding vigorously, even though his gaze kept flicking toward the snack stand in the distance.

Skull nodded too, trying to look serious. "Yeah, we're on it, Stone. No problem."

Stone didn't look convinced. His voice dropped an octave as he gave them a pointed warning. "And if I catch either of you slacking off, or worse -- if I hear you're using the wrong facilities when you gotta go -- you'll be cleaning the proper facilities with toothbrushes. Got it?"

Both Bulk and Skull's faces paled at the thought of cleaning toilets with toothbrushes. "We'll keep it together, Detective!" Bulk said quickly, his voice cracking slightly.

Skull nodded quickly, his nervousness showing. "Y-yeah, no toilet cleaning. Promise."

Detective Stone gave them one last, piercing look before turning on his heel and walking off. "Don't let me down. You both owe me after that last test."

Once Stone was out of earshot, Bulk let out a heavy sigh. "I don't ever want to go back to that sewage plant, Skull. If we mess this up, it's the end of us. We need to do this right."

Skull's eyes widened at the thought of their past sewage-related misadventures. "Oh, man, don't even joke about it. I'll do whatever it takes to stay away from there. No more toilet brushes. I'm serious."

As they stood there, trying to look as professional as possible, the convention continued to buzz around them. The Super Loo continued to draw crowds as people marvelled at its top-of-the-line technology. The air was filled with lively chatter and excitement, but there was an underlying tension in Bulk and Skull's movements. They couldn't afford to fail, especially with Detective Stone's warning fresh in their minds.

The convention was calm for now, but with the memory of their previous disasters in mind, Bulk couldn't shake the feeling that trouble might not be far behind. As he adjusted his cap, he couldn't help but glance over at the giant, gleaming Super Loo display. Triple flush action, he thought. He could almost imagine the satisfaction of a perfect flush, though he quickly pushed the thought aside and focused on his duties.

"We got this, Skull," Bulk muttered. "We just have to make it through the day without incident."

Skull nodded, though his eyes kept drifting toward the Super Loo booth. "Yeah, just don't let me have to go, alright? I don't think I want to deal with Stone's 'proper facilities' after that."

Bulk gave his partner a sidelong glance. "Trust me, Skull. We'll get through today. No toilets to clean. I promise."

---

Inside the gleaming, chrome-plated expanse of the Machine Sky Base, the atmosphere was rife with tension. Banks of flickering monitors displayed various scenes from the Angel Grove Plumbing Convention below. Holographic projections danced across the walls, showing detailed maps and tracking data of the event's layout. The subtle hum of the base's energy systems pulsed like a heartbeat.

Louie Kaboom, the self-proclaimed interim ruler of the Machine Empire, leaned against the main console with a swaggering air. He tapped his metallic foot on the ground, the rhythmic sound echoing through the vast chamber. His optics glowed a fiery orange as he scanned the displays, a crooked grin spreading across his face.

"Well, what do we have here?" Louie muttered, his voice gravelly yet tinged with glee. His gaze fixated on the plumbing convention, where the hapless duo Bulk and Skull were bumbling about, trying to direct panicked attendees. "A plumbing convention. What a goldmine for mischief. Those humans are already neck-deep in chaos, and they don't even know what's coming."

In the corner of the room, Queen Machina stood, regal and aloof. Her intricate metallic gown shimmered in the light as she observed the proceedings with quiet disdain. She didn't bother addressing Louie -- her silence was louder than words. She saw him as a usurper, a temporary annoyance until King Mondo returned from repairs.

Prince Sprocket, on the other hand, wasn't content to remain quiet. His small but polished frame was tense with frustration as he marched over to Louie. His bright, childlike eyes narrowed with anger.

"A plumbing convention?" Sprocket spat, his mechanical voice sharp and indignant. "That's your big plan? You're going to attack humans with... what? A giant toilet? Are you serious?"

Louie turned his head slowly, his grin widening. "Kid, you've got no sense of style," he said, straightening up and placing his hands on his hips. "A giant toilet isn't just a monster -- it's a statement! It's ironic. It's unexpected. And most importantly, it's gonna flood those humans with more fear than they can handle."

Sprocket rolled his eyes, his gears clicking audibly as he crossed his arms. "You think that's clever? It's stupid! You're just embarrassing the Machine Empire. My father would've built something fearsome, like a laser-tank monster or a plasma-dragon. But you? You're just a clown with a crown!"

Louie's grin faltered for a split second before he forced it back, his optics flaring briefly. He took a step toward Sprocket, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl. "Watch your tone, tin boy. I don't care who your daddy is. I'm in charge now, and I say what's clever. This 'toilet clown,' as you so eloquently put it, is about to flush your Rangers down the drain. Just you watch."

Sprocket didn't back down, his small frame puffing up with indignation. "You're only here because my father's being repaired. You think you're in charge, but you're not. You're just some scavenger with a loud mouth!"

Louie chuckled darkly and leaned closer, his voice dripping with mockery. "Big talk for a little prince. You're right -- your daddy's out of commission, and you're just a kid playing dress-up. So why don't you sit back, let the adults work, and maybe I'll let you have a turn when I'm done."

Sprocket's eyes burned with fury, but before he could retort, Louie turned back to the monitors. His attention locked onto a shiny, oversized portable toilet displayed on one of the screens -- a centrepiece of the convention.

"There it is," Louie said, his grin returning with a glint of malice. "The perfect base for my next creation. A masterpiece! I'll call it Killer Khazi!"

With a dramatic flourish, Louie activated the monster creation console. Sparks and glowing streams of data flowed into a chamber where scraps of machinery began to assemble. The massive toilet grew limbs, a water-tank torso, and a cannon-shaped nozzle mounted on its shoulder. It stood tall, its polished surface gleaming with malevolence.

"There she is," Louie declared, gesturing proudly to his creation. "Killer Khazi! The ultimate aquatic weapon of destruction. With this baby, the Zeo Rangers won't stand a chance."

Sprocket watched the construction with visible scepticism. "It's big, I'll give you that," he said, crossing his arms. "But it's still just a glorified toilet. The Rangers will destroy it in minutes."

"Not a chance," Louie snapped. "This beauty's got water cannons that can punch through steel and flood an entire city block. And the best part? It's got backup systems to counteract any of their fancy toys. The Rangers are gonna be drowning in their own defeat!"

Machina, still silent, let out a faint scoff. Louie caught the sound and turned briefly toward her, his grin softening.

"All this just for you, my queen," he said with a sly bow, his voice oily. "One day, you'll see I'm the only ruler worthy of standing by your side. When Mondo's out of the picture for good, we'll make the Machine Empire unstoppable together."

Machina didn't respond, her expression one of utter disinterest. Louie's grin faltered, but he quickly recovered, returning his focus to Sprocket.

"You'll see, kid," he said with renewed vigour. "Once Killer Khazi takes down those Rangers, everyone will know who's in charge."

Sprocket scoffed, shaking his head. "Whatever you say, Louie. But when this fails -- and it will -- you'll be the one explaining yourself to my father."

Louie waved him off dismissively. "Yeah, yeah. Go polish your gear or something. I've got a monster to command."

As Sprocket stormed out of the chamber, muttering about incompetence, Louie turned back to the monitors, his grin growing wider as he watched Killer Khazi wreak havoc at the convention.

"This is gonna be good," he said to himself, rubbing his hands together. "Time to make a splash."

---

The Angel Grove Youth Center buzzed with its usual energy. Gym-goers were busy lifting weights in one corner, while others practiced martial arts on the mats. The aroma of Ernie's signature smoothies filled the air, mixing with the faint scent of sweat and linoleum. At a round table near the juice bar, Tommy, Kat, Tanya, Adam, and Rocky were enjoying a rare, relaxed moment.

Tommy leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed behind his head, looking as carefree as a high school senior could. "Days like this don't come often," he remarked, taking a sip of his strawberry smoothie. "It's nice to just hang out without worrying about saving the world."

Kat smiled softly, stirring her drink with a straw. "Let's not jinx it. We deserve at least one quiet afternoon."

Rocky chuckled as he tore open a protein bar. "You say that, but I give it five minutes before something blows up." He took a bite and pointed at Tommy. "Besides, last time you said 'quiet day,' we ended up fighting that giant robot cactus. I'm still finding spines in my Zord's cockpit."

The group burst out laughing, though Kat's attention drifted to the television mounted on the wall. The local news was running a segment on the bustling Angel Grove Plumbing Convention downtown. Onscreen, the camera panned across rows of booths displaying everything from high-tech wrenches to old-fashioned pipe fittings. Attendees wandered about, chatting with vendors and sampling free giveaways.

Kat raised an eyebrow as the feed shifted to a live report. "Do you think Bulk and Skull are managing okay? I can't imagine them taking security duty seriously."

Tanya smirked, leaning forward. "You know, they've surprised us before. They might pull it off... maybe."

"Let's hope so," Adam added, glancing at the screen. "I'd hate to see what happens if they mess it up. Detective Stone would have their heads."

Before they could continue speculating, a sharp chirp rang out from their communicators. The sound cut through the Youth Center's noise, instantly drawing their attention.

Tommy exchanged a glance with the others before lifting his wrist. "We read you, Zordon. What's going on?"

The calm, authoritative voice of Zordon echoed through the tiny device. "Rangers, a dangerous situation has developed. A monster has appeared at the Angel Grove Plumbing Convention, causing extensive destruction and endangering innocent lives. You must act quickly."

Before Tommy could respond, Alpha 5's voice chimed in, fraught with anxiety. "Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi! Rangers, it's worse than we thought! The monster is flooding the entire convention centre! You've got to get there right away!"

The team shot to their feet, their earlier levity gone. Tommy clenched his fists, determination etched across his face. "Alright, guys, you heard them. Let's move."

Kat nodded, worry flickering in her eyes. "Bulk and Skull are at the convention, too. We need to make sure they're okay."

Rocky grabbed his communicator, already cracking a grin. "If they haven't already turned it into a disaster themselves."

Tanya rolled her eyes but smirked. "Come on, Rocky. Let's focus on the monster first, then we can worry about their shenanigans."

They hurried to a quieter section of the Youth Center, carefully avoiding any onlookers. Once in the corner near the locker rooms, Tommy held up his communicator and looked to the others. "Alright, team, it's morphin' time!"

Each Ranger lifted their Zeonizer bracelets, their voices ringing out in unison as they activated their powers, this time calling out their designations in reverse order:

"Zeo Ranger I, Pink!" Kat declared, her voice filled with determination as radiant pink energy enveloped her body.

"Zeo Ranger II, Yellow!" Tanya followed, her transformation bathed in golden light that sparkled like sunlight.

"Zeo Ranger III, Blue!" Rocky shouted, his body shimmering in a bright blue aura.

"Zeo Ranger IV, Green!" Adam called, his emerald energy glowing brightly around him.

"Zeo Ranger V, Red!" Tommy finished, his voice strong as flames of red power engulfed him.

In a brilliant cascade of multi-coloured energy, the five Zeo Rangers transformed, their sleek, armour-like suits glowing as they completed the morphing sequence. Moments later, the team vanished in a flash of light, teleporting toward the chaos at the convention.

The Youth Center returned to its usual hum of activity, unaware that Angel Grove's protectors were once again springing into action.

The battlefield was a chaotic mess of steaming water and debris as the Zeo Rangers faced off against Killer Khazi. Streams of high-pressure water from the monster's nozzles ripped through the landscape, creating trenches and blasting apart everything in its path. The Rangers, dodging and weaving through the assault, knew they needed more firepower to turn the tide.

"This thing is unstoppable!" Tanya shouted as she ducked behind cover, her yellow suit scorched from a near-miss.

Adam rolled to her side, panting from the exertion. "We're barely making a dent in it. It's like trying to punch a tidal wave!"

Tommy, standing firm despite the chaos, clenched his fists. The team's current attacks were useless against Killer Khazi's size and armour. They needed their Zords -- now. "Let's call in the Zeo Zords!"

The Rangers raised their Morphers, sending beams of light into the sky. The air shimmered as their call was answered.

From their secret hangars, the Zeo Zords roared to life. Zeo Zord III, the mighty blue sphinx, led the charge. Its massive paws thundered across the terrain, pulling Zeo Zord I, the sleek pink chariot, behind it. Kat gripped the controls of her Zord, preparing to join the battle.

Behind them, Zeo Zord IV, the green bull, galloped into view, its heavy hooves shaking the ground with every step. The bull's energy horns glowed as it towed Zeo Zord II, the yellow chariot, into the fray. Tanya held her position, scanning the battlefield for an opening.

Finally, Zeo Zord V, the crimson phoenix, descended from the sky in a brilliant display of fire and light. Tommy piloted his Zord with precision, guiding it to land with a resonant thud that shook the ground.

The five Zords assembled in a wide arc around Killer Khazi, their combined presence shifting the momentum of the battle.

"Let's show this thing what we can do!" Tommy commanded.

Zeo Zord III surged forward, its glowing eyes firing a barrage of energy blasts. The bright blue beams slammed into Killer Khazi's armoured nozzles, creating a shower of sparks. The monster stumbled slightly but retaliated with a powerful jet of water. The stream hit Zeo Zord III squarely, sending it sliding back several feet.

"Rocky, are you okay?" Kat asked over the comms.

"I'm fine," Rocky replied, steering the Zord back into position. "But this thing hits hard!"

Zeo Zord IV was next. Adam guided the bull-shaped Zord into a charging run, its energy-infused horns glowing brighter with each step. The bull rammed into Killer Khazi's side, causing the monster to teeter dangerously. But the creature retaliated by swinging one of its massive arms, knocking the Zord aside with a thunderous crash.

"Hang on, Adam!" Tanya called. She directed Zeo Zord II to launch an energy salvo from its mounted cannons. The yellow Zord's projectiles struck Killer Khazi's chest, leaving scorch marks across its armour. However, the monster's thick plating absorbed most of the damage, and it unleashed another torrent of water in response.

Kat manoeuvred Zeo Zord I with expert precision, using its agility to outflank the monster. Her Zord fired a series of pinpoint lasers, aiming for the joints of Killer Khazi's arms. The strikes caused the monster to briefly falter, but it quickly turned its attention to her, forcing her to retreat under a barrage of water blasts.

Tommy, piloting Zeo Zord V, took to the air. The phoenix Zord's glowing wings cut through the misty sky as it launched a concentrated energy strike from above. The blast struck Killer Khazi's shoulder, causing an explosion of sparks and smoke. The monster roared in frustration, swatting at the airborne Zord, but Tommy expertly dodged the counterattack.

"This isn't working," Adam said, steering Zeo Zord IV back into position. "We're doing damage, but it's not enough!"

"We need more power," Tommy agreed. "It's time to call in the Super Zeo Zords!"

The Rangers raised their Morphers again, summoning their upgraded machines. High above the battlefield, five sleek and powerful Zords descended from the clouds, each representing a geometric shape: Super Zeo Zords I through V.

"Super Zeo Zords, assemble!" Tommy commanded.

The transformation began immediately. Super Zeo Zord V formed the core of the massive Super Zeo Megazord, its powerful frame standing tall and resolute. Super Zeo Zords III and IV locked into place as the legs, providing a sturdy base, while Super Zeo Zords I and II became the arms, completing the assembly.

The fully-formed Super Zeo Megazord stood as a towering figure of strength and unity, its gleaming sword in hand.

Killer Khazi roared and unleashed a desperate barrage of water blasts, but the Megazord's shield easily deflected the attack. The Rangers guided their giant machine into battle, advancing steadily toward the monster.

"Let's finish this!" Tommy declared.

The Super Zeo Megazord swung its glowing sword in a precise arc, striking Killer Khazi's remaining nozzles and severing them completely. The monster stumbled, sparks and smoke pouring from its wounds.

"It's time for the final blow!" Tanya shouted.

The Rangers poured their energy into the Megazord's sword, activating its ultimate attack. The weapon blazed with light as the Megazord raised it high.

"Super Zeo Megazord Saber Strike!" the Rangers shouted in unison.

The glowing blade slashed through Killer Khazi's core, splitting it in half. The monster froze, its entire body sparking wildly before erupting in a massive explosion. The shockwave rippled across the battlefield, leaving behind a smouldering crater where the creature once stood.

Inside the cockpit, the Rangers cheered. "We did it!" Rocky exclaimed, his voice full of relief.

"Nice teamwork, everyone," Tommy said, smiling. "Let's head back and regroup."

The Super Zeo Megazord powered down, its victory a shining example of the Rangers' determination and unity.

---

The convention floor was a mix of muddy floors, broken booths, and flooded areas, but things were slowly returning to normal as staff and volunteers worked to clean up the mess. The Zeo Rangers were now unmorphed and walking through the area, helping with the last bits of cleanup. They had finished helping with the more pressing repairs and were taking a moment to relax after the intense battle.

Tommy, in his civilian clothes, brushed a few stray strands of hair from his face, looking around at the convention's aftermath. "Well, it's a mess, but at least everyone's safe."

Adam nodded, wiping his hands on a rag he had found. "Yeah, but it looks like we've got a lot of work left to do. They'll need us to help keep things in order."

Rocky was scanning the area, frowning at the sight of a group of workers trying to fix a broken water pipe. "At least we can leave the worst of it to the pros."

"Yeah, and maybe next time, we'll just attend the convention as guests," Tanya joked, giving a light laugh. "It's not every day we get caught up in a flood-causing monster attack."

As they continued to walk through the hall, Bulk and Skull entered the scene, both looking bedraggled and soaking wet. They were dressed in their plumbing uniforms, but they were clearly in no mood to be seen after the chaos they had caused earlier. Bulk was dragging a large toolbox behind him, and Skull was carrying an armful of broken pipes, trying to act nonchalant.

"Can you believe this, Skull?" Bulk muttered as they made their way past some of the wreckage. "We were just trying to help, and now we look like a couple of fools in front of the whole city!"

Skull, who had a big grin plastered on his face despite their dire situation, shrugged. "At least we survived! I mean, how many people can say they got to see a giant robot in action and lived to tell the tale?"

"Yeah, but look at us!" Bulk motioned toward his drenched clothes, the grime, and the debris scattered across his once-pristine uniform. "We were supposed to be in charge of keeping things secure, Skull. We weren't supposed to end up knee-deep in pipes and sewage!"

Skull nodded, trying to make light of it. "Well, at least we weren't the ones who got flooded out."

Just as Bulk was about to respond, Lieutenant Stone appeared, his face set in a mixture of disappointment and exasperation. He spotted the two troublemakers immediately and made a beeline toward them, shaking his head.

"You two…" Lieutenant Stone said, his voice low but firm. "I should've known you'd be involved in something like this."

Bulk and Skull froze in place, realizing immediately that the jig was up. Skull tried to act innocent. "Lieutenant Stone! What a coincidence! We were just -- "

"Don't even try it, Skull," Stone cut him off, stepping closer and inspecting their state. "I saw you two sneaking around the security room earlier. And don't think I didn't notice the mess you made with the pipes. You've caused more problems than you've solved today."

"Well, we were just trying to stop the flooding," Bulk tried, but Stone wasn't having any of it.

"The only thing you two stopped was the chance for anyone to actually get some work done around here," Lieutenant Stone replied, giving them both a disapproving look. "You two were supposed to be guarding the plumbing equipment, not flooding the place."

"Guarding?" Skull said, trying to make an argument. "We were keeping the pipes in check! And, uh, saving the day!"

Stone raised an eyebrow. "If by 'saving the day,' you mean causing chaos, then sure, I guess you did. I'll be sure to report your 'heroic' actions to the Chief." He folded his arms across his chest. "But for now, you're coming with me."

Bulk and Skull exchanged nervous glances, their smiles vanishing. "Wait, wait, wait," Bulk said quickly. "We didn't mean any harm, Lieutenant. We were just -- "

"Enough," Stone interrupted, shaking his head. "I'm taking you both down to the station for questioning. You can explain yourselves there."

"Wait! You can't!" Skull protested, his arms flailing as he tried to get away. "We're just doing our jobs! We didn't cause any problems!"

"I'm sure the Chief will want to hear about the 'great job' you two did," Lieutenant Stone said, motioning toward the exit. "Now come on. You're not getting out of this one."

As Lieutenant Stone began to escort Bulk and Skull off the premises, the Zeo Rangers stood in the background, watching the scene unfold. They exchanged amused glances as they saw the two bumbling detectives being led away, protesting all the way.

Tommy chuckled as he watched Stone guide the two away. "I guess they did manage to get themselves into trouble after all."

Rocky laughed, leaning against a nearby booth. "Typical Bulk and Skull."

Adam smirked. "They never miss a chance to make things harder for themselves."

Tanya shook her head, smiling. "Honestly, they were trying to help, but they always seem to end up in the most ridiculous situations."

They all laughed as they watched Lieutenant Stone open the door to his car and shove Bulk and Skull into the backseat. The junior officers protested loudly, but Stone ignored them, closing the door and starting the car.

Tommy turned to the others with a smile. "Well, I guess the day's work is done. Let's help clean up a little more and then get some rest. I don't think Angel Grove is going to have any more monsters to deal with for a while… I hope."

The Rangers nodded, heading back toward the convention hall to finish helping with the cleanup. Their laughter echoed in the background as they worked, the sky above them turning a deep shade of orange as the day came to a close.

It had been a long day, but once again, the Zeo Rangers had saved the day. And as for Bulk and Skull... well, trouble seemed to follow them wherever they went, even when they were just trying to do their job.

The End.