Paddington stood watching the techno toys all around him.  They were going about their usual business.  Some were just chatting amongst themselves, others were sleeping but worst of all some were recharging their batteries.  Paddington could never shake the feeling that it was inherently wrong for a toy to be plugged up to a power supply.  It was against everything he stood for and he found it repulsive.

    He decided to take a seat on some Lego blocks and wait for more of a crowd.  For the thousandth time he checked himself.  Blue duffel coat – yes, red hat – yes, Jam sandwich – yes and finally, 2lbs of plastic explosives strapped to his furry little body – yes.  Paddington decided he was ready for his sandwich.

    Once he had finished his snack he knew it was time to go to work.  His reward for his sacrifice would be an eternity of picnics in Teddy bear heaven.  Working up the courage to get on with his job he thought “I am Paddington Bear and this is for the good of all toys everywhere”.  

    Getting up off the Lego blocks he had one last look around, took a deep breathe and screamed at the top of his lungs “Death to the techno toys”.  With that he pushed the plunger in his paw and created a little bit of hell on earth.

    Paddington was immediately vapourised as were  half a dozen toys that were within touching distance of him.  G.I. Joe, Barbie and an assortment of hand-held video games were all destroyed beyond recognition.  Robosapian was found lying in a crumpled heap, leaking battery acid.  His final words before he died was “Why?  What did we do?”.  He knew a split second before the bomb went off that it would be the end for him but the beginning of something terrible for all modern toys.

    In the aftermath, the total death toll was 16.  Another 29 were injured from flying debris.  A group of Tamagotchis, who were just having a quiet drink, were hit with bits of Lego and Meccano.  All were seriously injured but survived.  The Nintendo was badly injured and although he lived, he was not the game he once was.

    Over at teddy bear land there was mass celebrations of Paddington and the attack itself.  In their simply way they believed what Paddington had done was justified and for the goodness of all toys.  They burned images of Robosapian and enjoy a tea party.


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    Over in the techno corner, friends of Robosapian and the others who were killed in the blast were amassing an army to fight this new and perceived evil.  The general, Action man, was trying to rally up his troops by condemning the attacks and proclaiming all teddies evil.  He tried to get as many toys to fight against the teddies and used any means possible.  Bribes, threats and everything in between.

  He even waged a PR campaign against a particularly reluctant group of sophisticated toys. Making them sound weak and inferior, even when he knew that they were smarter than him and were almost certainly right in the argument for being against the war.  

    To begin with all the toys were in favour of killing the 'evil' teddy bears.  They were angry and scared that such a thing could happen in their world.  Action man used this to his advantage and pledged a full out attack on teddies.

    
    He also saw this as his opportunity to enslave all the toys.  He passed a law, called the Riot Cat Pat law (RCP for short) that ended all freedom for the toys, they could no longer live as they pleased.  Rules needed to be followed, everyone was a suspected teddy sympathiser and no one could even mention the words “Teddy Bear” or “Furry Menace” without being arrested and detained indefinitely at the dreaded “Banana Gum Toy” secure facility for naughty bears.  Their free world had been destroyed the day the bomb went off.