Only the spike in the lips of his rectum keep him animated. The rest is spasm. Then the pipe twitches up, out of the rectum, it steams and stinks of h...t brains and slime and faeces. Jonothon flops back to the table, dead. His body still twitches slowly. The brain bug places a piece of toilet paper between the still-quivering butt cheeks, over the open, steaming bumhole and wipes it clean of slime and B.O. and brain. Gently he wipes Jonothon’s mouth clean of foam, and then wipes the smelly. They’d worked out a marvelous defensive system, the two little ones would zoom around like subatomic particles. The smaller of the two labs would stand just out of reach and bark like mad and the larger lab would bound around me, leaving a dangerously slick layer of dog slobber on the floor and pawing incessantly. It seemed the idea was that if I attempted to move, a little dog would zoom under my feet, tripping me. I would then slip on the slobber slick and fall on my ass, at which point I. ”“One is an SII quality war machine after all.”“Go and take this Auto Doc to that Stomper, Charles. That thing can help 99 % of all known Union life forms maybe it can help that Stomper.”Ma SwensonMa Swenson lay flat on her belly behind a monstrous Ult Anti Hover Tank gun. This truly ancient war had been part of the weapons stash she had hidden under the shelves. She watched a swarm of Arrow Wasps aiming at her, but then moving away. A patch of Killer moss made a wide circle around her. She. “Finn, meet Sir Edward Tedbury-Smith. Ed, this is Finnley Harrison MBE.”The man offered me his hand with a warm smile. “Great to finally meet you, Finn. May I call you Finn? You must call me Ed. All my friends do. None of this ‘Sir Edward’ crap.”I liked him immediately. But then, Dan had warned me about his charm. “A knight of the realm. I’m impressed.”He rolled his eyes. “I wouldn’t be if I were you. It’s a hereditary baronetcy. All I did to earn it was be my late father’s son.”We sat and.