He was walking with his crew, Eva, Corporal, and Short-Fuse, AKA ‘The we North Wind’, as an explosion exploded behind them as they walked.

“You came back!” Private yelled happily, inside Dave’s machine, the evil octopus, as Classified clicked his tongue, making a finger gun at him. One of Dave’s octopi was driving the exterminator truck, and scooped The North Wind up and crashed into a rock, as the truck fell to its side. There was commotion outside the truck. You, an Arctic Fox had tackled the octopus to the ground.