Epilogue

Berg Katse looked back at the Isle of Misfit Mecha regretfully, staring at the sparkling shield of Christmas Spirit being woven into the fabric of the Isle, creating a barrier that would last forever, and that neither Berg Katse nor anyone else within the Galactor organization would ever be able to breach.

Even as he watched, he could see the circle of misfit mecha joining hands with the five Science Ninjas, their voices raised in song as the music to 'Hark the Herald Angels Sing' drifted along on the ocean breeze.

"Loo loo loo, loo loo loo loo…" floated across the now clear night sky, strengthening the shield of Christmas Spirit even further.

"Ah well." sighed Berg Katse. "There goes Plan B." The Galactor Leader looked around the small interior of his Devilstar escape pod.

"At least I was able to get the two of you." he said, looking down at the two misfit mecha who accompanied him.

"Sosai will be so angry that I have failed him again…" Katse murmured, "but I know that you can put him into a better mood."

Carefully, Berg Katse picked up a small blue bird with an overly large cranium. The creature's head was twice as big as its body, and it was barely able to totter across the floor of the Devilstar pod to the Galactor Leader.

"Yes, Sosai will be very pleased with you." Katse said thoughtfully, stroking the bird's feathers as he held it in his lap. The chreature twirped throatily, clearly enjoying the attention.

"What about me?" asked the other misfit mecha plaintively. "What's going to happen to me?"

This mecha was covered with a thick, white fur, but his face, hands and feet were hairless, displaying flesh of a deep blue hue.

"You?" Katse smiled at the creature. "Well, my little abominable snowman, I'm going to take you to the Himalayas."

"The Himalayas?" the yeti brightened.

"Yes." Katse said soothingly. "You'll be able to play in the snow and protect my new base. Won't that be fun?"

"It will!" the creature clapped his hands together in delight, but then suddenly his face fell.

"Wait…" he said suspiciously. "There aren't any dentists in the Himalayas, are there?"

"Dentists?" Katse was surprised. "No, no dentists." He shook his head.

"Good." the small yeti replied. "Just make sure none show up." He crossed his arms defiantly, glaring at the Galactor Leader.

Berg Katse smiled, stroking the deformed bird in his lap, and secretly planning what he would do with the abominable snowman. Its attitude was too non-conformist, and its memory and personality would have to be wiped. But then, what else did he expect from a misfit mecha?

At least, if he hadn't defeated the Science Ninja Team, he had something with which to placate Sosai, and a new mecha to use against his enemies.

And of course, there was a new year just around the corner.

The End… or is it?