72: A Star Date

Colby watched as the little animal finished her business. He then led it back into the living room and to the kitchen where he poured it, what looked like milk and then gave it a strip of meat. He wasn't sure how he got stuck watching his sister's pet, but he had.

It wasn't so bad though. It was trained well enough to let him know when it needed to use the bathroom. It pretty much entertained itself with the toys she'd brought for it, so all he really had to remember to do was give it milk three times a day and feed it five times a day. The little thing ate a lot.

He left her in the kitchen to eat before going in the living room. He had the components of the bomb Cobra had given him spread across the table. They were so intricate. There were pieces there that he'd never even seen before. He knew it wasn't your typical bomb, but this was amazing.

Upon pulling it apart, he realized that he would have never been able to replicate it correctly. Anything he made woul