I’ve got a zillion things to do in Mech City, but here I am chasing after Star in another century. And it’s all because of Winston!

“I’m worried about Star,” he says, “go keep an eye on her, Iri.”

I’m about to tell him where to get off when this Dinosaur thing shows up. I nearly jumped out of my coat! You’d better believe that I summoned every available mech wolf.

So, we’ve got Blogo surrounded, and I’m feeling in control. Then I stop to think: There’s no way I can refuse Winston - we’re friends to the bitter end. Heck, we’ve protected each other from shotgun blasts, cliff drops, space invaders ...

Listen, pal. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, read Expedition Westward. Let me get on with my story, okay?

So, I finally agreed to Winston’s request. The next thing I know, I’m in Star’s bedroom. She’s – how do I say this? – all tangled up with a trio of human gentlemen. Did those guys ever take off when they saw me! They didn’t even pick up their clothes.

“Iri!” Star cries. “How good to see you!”

She strokes my chin with that irresistible way she has.

“You don’t need to tell Winston about this, do you?” she says. “It’ll just be our little secret.”

Hmmm. They both owe me big time, that’s all I’ve got to say.

- Iridium