Artemis was awoken by a drip, drip, drip by his right ear. While actually the dripping was just the Drip next to him, he thought, Dam, another leak, and closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

He woke up again, a day later, and 3 years after his catastrophic calamity. He cracked an eye open and admired the swirling lights and colours of the room. Ah, Heaven he sighed.

Somebody heard the sigh and leapt to the bedside, throwing aside the orange scarf he was knitting. "Artemis, you're awake!" exclaimed a jubilant voice. "Ugh unh jinkee..."mumbled Artemis, his tongue struggling to work again after such a long time of not working. From his body language, Butler was able to translate this into Where's the bacon. "Oh, bacon. I'll just go cook you some" spoke Butler hurriedly, and he scampered out of the room.

Artemis groaned as the room came into focus, along with his thoughts. He shrieked as his last view of the bearded lady flashed through his mind.

"Aaagh!" he yelled. Butler came running at once, oven mitts and all.

"It's ok, Artemis! You're safe now! You had a terrible accident but Dr Furious was able to construct you a brand spanking new..." his voice was cut off as Artemis lurched out of the bed and quickly put his hands to his head.

"NO!!! NOT DOCTOR FURIOUS!" he screamed. "AAH!" he yelped as he noticed his new mechanical body parts. His eyes sprang wide as another thought rushed into his head and he groped his groin just in case. Then his eyes flashed and "Why...did...you...let...Dr Furious...TOUCH...me...you MORON!" he steamed.

"Look on the bright side, Artemis, you have a killer leg now...literally" Butler winked, or rather squinted quite absurdly as he did not know how to wink.

"Yes... it all comes clear now...with these new robotical limbs I am now quite virtually unstoppable!" he rose shakily to his feet and lifted his arms. Butler, mistaking his intentions, squealed, "Oh woohoo, Macho man!" and whipped up his hard-hat from out of no where and started waving his oven mitted arms about.

"No, Butler, I'm afraid you have the wrong end of the stick. The bacons burning." And it was indeed, and Butler pouted and ran arms outstretched to the side of the stove. Artemis was left alone to ponder the immense pondering required for being the ruler of the Universe. And then there was a knock on the door. The world as we knew it was about to change...