Her pulse roared in her ears as she and her men filed into the train station, only pausing a moment to take in what was happening. Down the stairs was her husband, a Cybug standing over him and pinning him to the ground as it attempted to swallow his arm. He was screaming. Oh Mod, Felix was screaming. The sounds of Felix suffering both terrified and enraged the sergeant. With an animalistic roar, Calhoun raised her gun and fired at the monstrosity that dared touch her husband.

Felix choked back sobs, wailing, kicking clawing, trying anything and everything he could do to try and force the Cybug off of him, but he just wasn't strong enough. All the while, the Cybug had pulled Felix's arm farther inward, it's first row of serrated teeth beginning to cut at the handyman's elbow. He screamed again, beginning to give up on his fight when suddenly the bug froze, the gears in its mouth stopping abruptly, causing Felix to gasp. The Cybug fell onto its side, it's weight dragging Felix with it, and he let out another yelp of pain.

As soon as the Cybug was down, Calhoun and her men were right there beside him. Tamora, held the sides of his face, looking into his teary eyes as Kohut and Spears took to the Cybug. As quickly and as carefully they could, they removed Felix's arm from the bug's mouth, and tossed the creatures body to the side. Despite Tamora's attempts to keep Felix's focus on her, the handy man looked at his arm.

It was an absolute mess, and Felix felt sick just looking at it, but his mind was only thinking about one thing.

"M-my," Felix trembled and sobbed. Tammy didn't know whether to let him try to say what he wanted or to stop him, so she didn't say anything as she cradled his head in her lap. Kohut kneeled down, medical pack in hand.

"It's all right, soldier, everything is going to be okay," he said.

"Nnno!" Felix was frustrated, his eyebrows knotting together as he attempted to form words between his sobs and gasps of pain. "My hamm—h-hammer..."

Tamora looked down at Felix's empty tool belt, her eyes widening as soon as she understood what Felix was trying to say.

The Cybug had eaten his hammer.

Before she could warn her men, the body of the Cybug began to glow, its form changing. Any standard Cybug would have died from a direct hit from a blaster, but this Cybug was no longer what the marines normally faced. The magic object it had just eaten, giving it special powers and abilities. Kohut turned and stood defensively in front of Calhoun and Felix while the other men surrounding them pulled their weapons.

In its new form, the bug was golden and its eye's glowed a brilliant, piercing white. The hole that Calhoun burned into its exoskeleton slowly disappeared with a glimmer. Rising to its feet the creature shrieked and took to the air, knowing it was outnumbered. The marines took that as an invitation for open fire.

"CEASE FIRE! STOP SHOOTING!" Sergeant Calhoun had to tear herself away from Felix in order to get her men to fully stop. The Cybug escaped and flew down the central corridor into 'Hero's Duty.'

"Sergeant, it got away!" Spears shouted to his leader as she knelt back down to her husband. Kohut dropped his weapon and rummaged through the medical kit for something useful.

"Good," she hissed back. "Now go find it and capture it! DO NOT KILL that Cybug, it has precious cargo."

"What do you want us to do with it once it's captured, ma'am?"

"Take it to the research lab and ask them if there's a way to extract an eaten item. Kohut and I are taking Fix-It home... Get to it!" Calhoun's men saluted with a unified "YES MA'AM" before retreating to go track down the Cybug all over again.

With her men gone, Tamora was finally able to focus on the handyman again. He had ceased sobbing, but was still in a pitiful state as he watched Kohut examine his arm. Felix, coming from an 'E' rated game, was not programmed with blood. Instead, his arm seemed to ooze data, it seeping in out of his arm in numerous places where the Cybug's teeth cut deep. If someone was to look at the state of his arm at a glance, they might have mistaken it for glitching. Kohut was a little put off by this, but he still treated it as a standard wound, and began to gingerly wrap the handyman's arm with gauze after carefully removing what was left of this work glove. The air around all three of them was heavy as Kohut worked in silence, Tamora and Felix supervising.

"Felix," Tamora broke the silence, her calm voice seemed to grab the handyman's attention. His tired gaze met hers, and she smiled, rubbing his cheek with her thumb as her hands cradled his face. "You're doing good, soldier." She expected some type of reaction, and frowned when there was none. Felix just gazed at her, then to the ceiling beyond her shoulder, completely in a daze. Kohut noticed and put a hand on the sergeant's shoulder.

"He'll be okay, Tam," He and Tamora had known each other for a long time, and when the other's weren't around, he was allowed to address her by her first name. "He's in shock, he's going to be a bit disoriented for a little while."

Tamora nodded slowly, looking down sadly at her husband. She wanted to blame herself for all of this, but she knew Felix would have none of it. Still, she couldn't help the pang of guilt as she combed the brunet's bangs with her fingers.

By the time Kohut, finished wrapping his arm, Felix was a little more receptive, and was able to get up and board the train with some help from both marines. Countless characters stared and exchanged words with each other as the three of them made their way to 'Fix-It Felix Jr.' across Game Central Station. Calhoun, who held Felix's uninjured hand as they walked, simply glared at anyone who looked in their direction. Try as she might, she couldn't stop their curiosity. Oh there would be plenty of things to hear from the rumor mill tomorrow...

As they reached the gate to their destination, Calhoun dismissed Kohut, wanting him to go back to lead the search party back at the base. Kohut gave her a salute, bid Felix goodbye and returned to 'Hero's Duty.'

Tamora helped Felix into one of the small cars of the train to his game before squeezing herself into it beside him, careful not to make a move that would disturb his arm. As the train began to move, Felix rested his head on Tamora's side.

"I am so sorry, Tammy," he mumbled. "I've really made a mess..."

Tamora, still holding his uninjured hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"Don't blame yourself for something that's completely out of your control." If only she would follow her own advice.

The train came to a halt, which caught the attention of a certain wrecker and racer, who had been playing with a ball they found earlier in the dump. At first they smiled at the sight of their friends, but as they approached the couple, their expressions fell.

"Sweet Mother Hubbard, what happened?" Ralph stared at his co-workers wrapped arm, blue and white bits of coding beginning to seep from the seams. The handyman refrained from making eye contact with either of them. All he wanted to do was go home and have some pie.

"Stray bug," Calhoun answered curtly, directing Felix to the Niceland Village, where he built them their own townhome. The other two followed.

"Stray bug?" Ralph repeated incredulously, "How?"

"It just happens. You of all people should know that."

"You mean things like this has happened before-"

"Without your help? Yes. More often than we'd want the people of the arcade to know about. So I suggest you keep your mouth shut."

As Ralph and Tamora spoke back and forth, Vanellope walked up to Felix's right side, her eyes filled with concern as she stared at his arm, and up to his pale, tear stained face.

"Felix?" the girl said quietly, her voice sounded as if she was beginning to cry. Her throat felt tight. "Are you ok?"

Felix looked to the racer, focusing on her big, green eyes as he trudged along to keep up with his wife. The events, though half forgotten and blurry, began playing at the back of his mind. His eyes welled up with tears again as he looked away, unable to answer.