The Real McCoy

Dr. Noory managed to pile the Martian family into his SUV and disappear around the corner mere seconds before the MIBS arrived at their home. He drove them far out of town to a house in the williwags that belonged to a trusted friend. Since they could finally relax a little, for the first time in days, the cool mountain air soon had everyone making Z's.

The following day, Dr. Noory informed Baby, Bro, and Mama that they would soon be having company. It seems that when the doctor helped Mama to escape from Mars with her children, he also smuggled out the only pure-strain Martian known to have survived the PTB's brutal extermination campaign.

This Martian, whose name is Wrill, had spent the last few months hiding out from the MIBS, down in a network of catacombs beneath the Sunset Valley Cemetery.

Baby's jaw nearly hit the floor. "You mean to tell me that the mysterious presence in the crypt, the one that nearly fried my brains to tater-tots last week, is really a pure-blooded Martian? And that he's coming here for a slumber party???"

Dr. Noory explained that Wrill would be taking a powerful drug that dampens his psychic overflow and that everyone would be safe around him. Still, this was a lot to take in. Baby and Bro decided to go for a long walk and talk things over. When they returned to the house they had decided that they had no alternative but to accept this bizarre turn of events.

Dr. Noory had said that his niece, Ruby, would be picking Wrill up at the cemetery some time this evening. All there was left to do was to wait and watch for their new companions to arrive




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