Dusty: I invited him to take out his pent-up aggression on my stress cat, which is a little invention of mine, but he took it out too far. Once he started pounding on it, he couldn’t stop. He literally knocked the stuffing right out of it. I didn’t want to travel with him anymore after that. Last thing I needed was for him to turn against me.

James: I’ll admit that I started to fear for my hat when that little hamster and I made our way into this town called Ixnekolan. The citizens weren’t very friendly toward either of us, but it was no reason to do what he did. I mean…he just took out his mallet, set it on fire, and…I can’t begin to describe what happened after that. That was the one day I regretted having introduced him to the world.

Lord Broaste: Bob the Hamster? Yeah, I know the little runt. Some say that it’s my fault that he’s addicted to plip-bashing. They say if it weren’t for my maniacal plan to take over the kingdom, then there would be no reason for him to go on a quest and get violent. Well, all I can do is laugh at that. You see if the hamster has a problem, it’s his own fault. Here’s why. Any kind of addiction shows a weakness or inadequacy. If Bob has an addiction to beating the slime out of these little green creatures with his mallet, then that’s because he’s inadequate as a fighter and a hero. He attacks them because he knows he can win. That’s what’s safe to him. Pit him up against a real opponent, like me for example, then you’ll see just how badly this addiction has carried him. He’ll find that he’s no longer safe in his own realm. And that’s just the way I like it.