"Dub-Dub, what happened to your face?" Lacey asked ( Read more... )

Wendy was just drifting off to sleep when her Middlewatch started beeping ( Read more... )

It said something about Wendy's life (or possibly just her state of mind) that when she arrived at the Middle HQ this morning to find Ida appearing to play hopscotch, she immediately reached for her sidearm ( Read more... )

Some days were slow days ( Read more... )

Wendy was woken, as usual, by the beeping of her Middlewatch.

"Tell me there's zombies," she mumbled, before remembering where exactly she was, the return of the Eisenhower jacket had confused her. "No, wait, don't tell me there's zombies, or I'll never forgive you for making me miss them by convincing me to come here."

~No, Dubbie, I assure you ( Read more... )

"Dub-dub." There was an insistent prodding in Wendy's side. "Dub-Dub, wake up, or you'll miss the countdown."

Wendy cracked open an eyelid and yawned. "Lacey? I was having the weirdest dreamLacey wasted no time sprawling across Wendy's bed. "Strange as the one with the bunnies and the spaceship ( Read more... )

It had been one of those days. The kind with multiple imminent alien invasions, three new would-be supervillains (all with plans sheer elegance in their simplicity), and a random slime monster attack to round things off ( Read more... )

"Well, there goes the Middle-Jet. I doubt she wanted to be buried at sea, but better her than us."

"Are we going to do the minute of silence thing?"

"I feel it would be appropriate."

"...Boss?"

"Yes, Dubbie?"

"Is it just me or does that shark have arms? And legs?"

"It's not just you."

"Oh, [bleep]."

( Spoilers for The Third Volume Inescapability )

It had taken Wendy much longer than she'd expected to make it into work on foot. Somehow or the other she'd managed to get completely turned around not once, but several times ( Read more... )