The standoff lasted an eternity. Then, a beam of light cut through the room.
The battle for the living room floor began at 0300 hours under the shadow of the mahogany coffee table. General Ulysses S. Grunt, a three-inch plastic soldier cast in a permanent mid-stride sprint, stared across the vast expanse of the beige shag carpet. To a human, it was a rug. To the 1st Plastic Infantry, it was the High Grass of the Forbidden Zone. toy-soldiers-complete
The toy soldiers scrambled up the velvet slope. It was a chaotic blur of green and purple. Just as Grunt reached the summit, fingers closed around the TV remote, his plastic boots slipping on the leather surface. He looked up into the bulbous, unblinking eyes of the Alien Commander. The standoff lasted an eternity
Grunt didn't answer. He was already planning the defense of the Lego Castle. But for now, the war was over. The soldiers were home. Should I add , like a spy or a pilot? General Ulysses S
A mechanical whirring filled the room. It wasn’t an alien. It was the "Cat," a furry titan the size of a skyscraper, prowling the perimeter. The Cat sniffed a Bazooka Joe on the front lines. With one disinterested flick of a massive paw, Joe was sent tumbling into the dark abyss under the sofa.