Integration

"IS THAT ALL YOU GOT, MOTHERBUCKER?!"

Shield panted in exasperation.

"Pretty much. Though, I have this friend that I think will like you. A lot."

"I'll send him down soon as I can, Joe."

A revelation suddenly dawned on me – a flash of knowledge.

“My… My name…”

On my flank, the icon mark of a wrench faded into existence.

“My name is Tinker.”

"Yeah. My friend's name is... Well, He's kind of a celebrity around here. I'll let him introduce himself when he comes by."

***

About 15 minutes after my escapades with War Shield, I was still strapped to the gadget. It wasn't running, per se.

Suddenly, I heard a big stallion trot up behind me.

"You must be War Shield's 'friend' he mentioned."

"Eeeeyup."

OH. FUCK.