Back at the café, the line for pancakes twisted around the square. “We’re hungry!” cried Mrs. McGinty. Bubbles puffed bigger and bigger bubbles, flipping three pancakes at once. Still, he needed help delivering the plates.

Bubbles sent Ronan a secret note on a crow’s leg: “Need robot help for pancake rush!” Ronan grinned. “Let’s send Rusty!”

Soon, Rusty whizzed in, spatulas taped to his hands. He rolled through the tables passing out pancakes faster than a train.

Together, Bubbles and Rusty made a pancake parade—batter flying, syrup pouring, customers clapping and laughing.