The first fills me with fear. The second fills me with thrill. The third fills me with more fear. My blanket covers me. Only my human snout sticks out the top, allowing me to breathe. “We goin’ for a run?” I ask across to Rube. Is he still asleep? “Rube?” An answer. “Nah, not today.” Good, I think. This blanket might be full of fear, but it’s still pretty warm under here. Besides, I reckon we could use a rest. “I wanna do a bit of work later though,” Rube continues. “Gotta work on my jab. Can we do some One Punch later in the backyard?” “I thought we were finished with that. Like you said to Mum.” “Well, we’re not. I’ve changed my mind.” He rolls over but still talks. “You could use some work on your own jab too, y’ know.” He’s right. “Okay.” “So stop whingein’.” “I don’t mind.” It’s the truth. “It’ll be fun anyway. Like the old days.” “Damn right.” “Good.” We return to sleep. For me, it’s back to the flesh, fighting, and women.
