As the lights came back on in Roy's bar. . .
"Who called me fat? That obnoxious cunt, Howdy?!" as the enraged form of LLance came flying towards the biker.
"Crap!" Howdy collided with LLance and the two metas began a large barfight.
"Oh, this is. . ."
". . .just great."
Grimm looked over to his side. A small, white dog sat watching the brawl.
"Hmm. A talking dog." he said.
The dog looked up at Grimm.
"A talking skull."
Fluffy: So what do you do?
Grimm: Mostly, I hunt and kill monsters. You?
Fluffy: Mostly, I try to keep LLance out of trouble.
Grimm: Sounds like a full time job.
Fluffy: It is. So, this monster killing thing, you need an assistant?
