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.