Meanwhile, at the CERN located in the Earth One universe, Sven Jorgensen was getting bored with all of the particle-smashing and hadron-colliding stuff. So, lately, while no one was around, he would create his own little experiments. He once threw ham, cheese, and mayo into one end of the machine and bread on the other and smashed them together at a velocity close to the speed of light and got a nice ham and cheese sandwich.

At another time, he wondered what would happen if he smashed a banana and a potato. What resulted from that union looked like a banana but tasted like a potato. He called it a “ponana”. He smashed a horse and a rhinoceros and got a big, fat unicorn. He smashed a cow and an eagle and got something that you don’t want to be underneath as it flies overhead. It was loads of fun and certainly helped to pass the time and alleviate the boredom.

However, there was a problem. He could eat the ham and cheese sandwich and ponana, but how does he hide a fat unicorn and flying cow? He mustn’t let anybody see them, so he finally decided to just shoo them out the back door. They could feed off of the dumpsters, he figured. But that wasn’t the main problem. The main problem was that he somehow generated a new universe. That’s right. A tiny, tiny universe. The same universe that Professor Wintom discovered, on that certain fateful day.

Of course, eventually, Sven Jorgensen was fired, but not before he smashed into existence about a dozen more strange and unusual creatures. One recent sighting report told of a creature with a long neck that hopped around on big feet. It was dubbed “giraffaroo”. Another report of some kind of animal that could climb trees but looked and barked like a dog. And there was the talking frog, the flying hamster and the skunk monkey, plus many others. The dog catchers kept busy around the CERN facilities, that’s for sure.

Now that this matter has been brought to your attention, please adopt a pet from your local animal shelter. Whether it’s a dog you seek, or a cat to cuddle, or a frog to talk to, you can find it at your local animal shelter. Thank you. Now, back to our story.

Dr. Blake Garrett was Sven Jorgensen’s replacement. That’s right, the very self-same Dr. Garrett who denied any strange goings-on at CERN to Professor Wintom. Garrett and Wintom were roommates in college, oh about a hundred years ago, it would seem. They were still friends after college, but the periods of time between meetings grew longer and longer over the years.

Dr. Garrett had hoped that it wouldn’t come to this, because he felt like he was being forced to lie to his good ol’ college buddy. Sven Jorgensen’s indiscretions had to be kept secret, though. At all costs. If he did not lie, the consequences would be dire for the entire world. He couldn’t let that happen. He just could not.

While Garrett ruminated at his desk, his “dog”, Trixie, waddled into the room. Trixie had the face of a raccoon and the body of a beaver.