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I finally managed to wake myself up two hours later. I took a look around and saw that my room was spotless, just like I left it. I walked out of my room and went into headquarters, where Professor Shepherd was eating some pancakes (his eyes were still glowing, which looked pretty cool).

"Hey, Professor," I mumbled, "did the Rovers ever make it back?"

"Yes, they did," he replied, "and they wanted to see you, to congratulate you on a great job you've done keeping the place spotless, but you were sleeping. They would have stayed for a while longer, but they had to revert back to their canine forms and return to their masters in their proper countries."

"Oh, man, now I feel so guilty!"

"Don't worry about it. You needed that rest. Now, I think you should go home as well."

"But...I don't have a home. Besides, I'm eighteen."

"Point taken, but still, I think you should get out in the 'real world,' and find something to do."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Alright, I'll take a look outside. Just inform me when the Rovers come back."

"I will. Now go on, go have some fun," Professor Shepherd insisted.

I went out the door and, somehow, I ended up at a park. This isn't a bad place to end up, I thought to myself.

I took a stroll down the sidewalk, taking in deep gulps of fresh air. I look to my left and I see a man throwing a Frisbee and letting his dog catch it. I look to my right, and I see a family enjoying a nice picnic. Man, I wish I had a family to enjoy a nice picnic with, or even a dog to play fetch. Sometimes being eighteen sucks. You're all alone, and everyone hates you.

I quickly took the thought out of my mind and continued to stroll. It was kinda lonely walking by myself with no one to talk to. I really wish Exile was here right now, in either canine or canosapian form. It would be really nice to talk to him. Just for about five minutes or so. That's all I need.

I seated myself against the trunk of a tree and stared into the sky. There were very few clouds out, so I couldn't use my imagination as much as I wanted to. The clouds that I did see, though, formed into the shape of the Road Rovers saving the day, like they usually did: kicking the buns out of Parvo as well as the piranha creatures and various other villains of his creation. It was a pleasant sight.

I've got to think about things other than the Rovers, I scolded myself. They're taking over my life!

Attempting to do so, I imagined myself doing something productive. Drawing, painting, something artistic. But, imagining it didn't feel the same as actually doing it.

I sighed and leaned back some more, getting myself more comfortable. I closed my eyes and rested for a while. I don't know how long, but it was a while, anyway.

Next thing I know, a mysterious light casts down on me. "Jay, it's time, boy," Professor Shepherd's voice casted.

"I'm not a dog," I muttered to myself. But, I went down anyway, eager to see the Road Rovers once more.

I slid down one of the mysterious slides that were distributed throughout the planet Earth and landed in headquarters. One of these days, someone's going to accidently find one of these and discover the Road Rovers' lair. Then all hell will break loose. Professor Shepherd should be more careful about these kinds of things in the future.

"Ah, Comrade! You're here!" Exile cheered. He ran up to me and gave a, as he calls it, Big Bear Hug.

"I-it's nice to meet you...too!" I squeaked. This isn't my first time here, you know.

"Glad you could make it," Professor Shepherd said to me.

"I would never miss an 'appointment' with the Rovers," I replied, as I was let go from Exile's strong grasp.

"That's good," was all that Shepherd spoke soon after.

"So, Master, anything significant that we have to do today?" Hunter asked.

"Yes," Shepherd replied, "you need to stop Parvo again."

"Again? Didn't we just kick his bullocks to oblivion just two bloomin' days ago?" Colleen questioned.

"He's a crafty one," he muttered.

"Where is he this time?" Hunter asked.

"At the Nuclear Power Plant in Minnesota," he replied. "He's using the toxic waste to create newer and deadlier mutated creatures. He getting animals ranging from Crocodiles to Elephants. This will be one of your most difficult missions yet, Rovers. Be safe, and, most of all, have fun. I'm looking forward to your return."

"Alright, let's hit the road, Rovers!" Hunter ordered.

He assigned himself, Blitz, and Exile in the Sky Rover, and Colleen and Shag in the Street Rover. He also let me come along, too. He put me in with his group.

Yes! More time with Exile, I thought. And they don't even have a clue! At least, I hope so.

I got into the craft with them and we set off.

It wasn't until halfway through the trip when anyone wanted anything.

"Hey, Jay."

"Yes, Hunter?" I perked up.

"Can you get me and the rest of the guys here a drink or something?" he asked.

I was more than happy to oblige. It was about time that I did something for a change. It was getting kinda boring sitting there with nothing to do.

I went into the kitchen area and made them a nice cup of honey-flavored tea. I brought it out to them shortly after.

Blitz didn't mind it too much. Hunter thought it was purely delicious, and Exile said it was good, even though I could tell that he was just trying to be nice. His face made a (small) twist in disgust as he drank the first sip. He'd been complimenting on everything that I did recently. I knew it was because of our first "encounter" that he had just a couple of days ago.

I don't know why, but I silently watched Exile drink his tea for a short while, watching his face twist in disgust sip after sip. I, personally, thought it was hysterical. But, finally, after about five sips, I decided to give him a break.

"Exile, do you want a different drink? I can tell you don't like it," I said.

"No, no, Comrade, I'm goodsky," Exile replied.

"It's okay," I insisted. "After all, you don't need to pretend to like it if everyone else likes it. That's peer pressure and it's not healthy to give into it."

He agreed, even though I'm pretty sure he didn't understand a word that I was saying.

I went back to the kitchen to fetch him something else to drink. Not long after, I heard his voice in the cockpit. I figured that he had to use the bathroom or something, because I heard the chair creak a bit. I ignored it and returned to tending to my duties.

I heard footsteps stop at the frame of the kitchen door behind me. I turn around, and I see Exile standing there, one leg crossing the other, and one hand resting on the door frame. He had a look that turned me on royally. It was the face that said, "I want you, baby." You know the look.

"H-hey, Exile," I stammered. "W-what're you doing in h-here?"

"I came to see you," he responded. "It was hard to resist with everyone in there, being busy and all."

"I-I can see," I stammered once more.

He walked up to me slowly and embraced my arms with a slight force. It was hot. Really hot.

What he did next was going to tear my world apart; but in a good way.