Prompt: Baby, Turbo and Ray Tracer
Ray had a bad feeling about this.
"Look mate, it's how I do business. I don't sell the goods without knowing what they're for."
"You agreed to catch me one. Didn't ask questions then."
He tried to ignore the whimpering caused by Turbo's tone. He would not sympathize with a Web Creature, baby or no. This friend of Bob's was up to something hinky, but his board'd been partially crushed by the creature's herd, and its howls induced headaches. No sympathy.
In Turbo's hand, Copland transformed.
"The Guardian Collective always knows enemies inside out."
Then he shot it in the head.