MOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooo!


...afterall

Despite what other people thought, Jeremy actually had quite a bit of muscle. This didn't come going out to battle like all the other late teenaged warriors of 'La Résistance', as he almost never left the factory. No, this strength came from almost single handedly, (with the occasional help from Aelita, Odd, and Jim,) keeping the factory that was their home and headquarters running.

This was no easy task, usually involving a surprising amount of physical labor, and a really big wrench. Jeremy did it, however, because no one else really knew how. Which brought him to the problem at hand.

Something bad was going to happen. Or more specifically, something bad was going to happen to him. He was not exactly sure what was coming, but he did know that he wasn't going to be here in the next three months. This was worrying in and of itself, but Jeremy, being the pragmatic person he was, focused on the second on the list of unfortunate situations: No one else really knew how to maintain the factory.

And the factory needed constant maintenance. It was rather old, hence the muscles and wrench, and Jeremy was at a loss as to how any one of them could forget that.