"Ah yes, Skullboy. Delightful, isn't he?" said the cheerful voice at the other end. "He's got a rather over-active imagination. He often tells wild stories to his classmates at his elementary school. Sometimes Skullboy can be a handful though, and his teacher has to send him to the principal's office."
"Skullboy mentioned something about minions."
The voice laughed heartily. "Minions you say? Oh, heavens no. His closest friends are a toy robot and a monkey. They're featured on the mini-comic that came with him. If you want more information, why don't you check out his story?"
"Why did you send him to me?"
"We figured Skullboy might want a change of scenery. Besides, his teacher needed a break from him."
When I returned to the dining room, I found Skullboy talking to my cat.
"Since my minions seem to be indisposed for the moment, you shall be my beast of carnage. Now, bring me some ice cream!"
My cat said nothing and continued to sniff Skullboy's vinyl head. I have to admit, the little dude was growing on me. I picked up Skullboy from the table and headed for the bedroom.
"Where are you taking me?"
"You're going to be staying with me for a while, Skullboy. I've got just the perfect place for you to rest your teeny little feet," I said, as I set him down on my desk next to my monitor.
He looked at me and shrugged. "Very well. I will wait here until my friends — I mean, my minions — arrive."
"You go do that, Skullboy. You go do that."
If you want your very own cute and impudent little Skullboy, you can order one at Dark Horse Comics for $17.99.
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