[AgentZero]

The fabric of space time quivers, twists, and splits open, and something emerges in orbit. Moving at incredible speed it races towards one of the many fleets circling Sol III. The commander of one of SIU's COMCA's barely has enough time to utter the words "What the hell is that?" before the largest custard pie in the history of the galaxy covers his mighty ship with sticky goo.

Somewhere, deep within the many sub-basements of the Malfador offices, Agent Zero rolls about on the floor, laughing hysterically. Suddenly, he stops, sits up and stares soberly at David.

"What have I done? How the heck am I gonna top that one?"