*Before…

It’s a flagship too like The Apollo but it really isn’t.

Long but with top and bottom sleek beveled armor and it looks sleek and then there’s the grand tower of the bridge and then there’s these huge arms/bridging sections that come off of it and extend out to these pods and each of these pods is like casing and FTL protections for smaller combat warships that it’s carrying.

Like sixteen of them in the two kilometer length ready to detach and disengage at will and that’s not even coming close to the hundred plus meter middle strip of the ship between the plate that is literally turrets and weapons and landing and fighter bays.

You know you’re really becoming part of the military culture when you see something like that and you smile.

I smiled because we were so close we could amplify to visual and see it in detail.

Heck I didn’t know what I was seeing with everything until I heard the watch commander talking about it with definite reverence.

The sound of someone who served on something like that.

I want to serve maybe on something like that.

*And Now…

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see? A sequel for those who wanted to know what happened to Grace after she went through the looking glass.

Petey learns how to play a new game while Penny dances.

They put one last pan of cookies in the oven, and Nora concentrated for a few moments on the way she wanted them to look, feel and taste before pulling them out again. “All ready,” she announced after taking a bite of a snickerdoodle. “Let’s go.”

Martin is settling in in his new home and making some decisions.
Can he make lemonade out of the lemons life has handed him?

Liam knew where his life was going, or so he thought until an incident at football practice turns into his worst nightmare. And the fun is only beginning.

I want to thank Maggie Finson and all the other authors for creating the Whateley Universe. This story is Fan-fiction and may not conform to Canon rules or timelines. I am only playing in their sandbox. I also want to thank Connected for all the editing work put in to turn my scratchings into a readable story.

Please note that all of the categories checked do not apply to all chapters. I appreciate all the encouraging comments and kudos.

Alright, finally done. Been pretty sick the last few weeks, and it slowed me down some. But here it is, as promised! In this episode: design triage.

Enjoy.

Martin may have thought his life was over, but life evidently has other plans.

12 year old Mark O’Malley had been practically typecast as the dopey sidekick because of his role in the runaway hit Disney production, “My Brother Mark”. But while on the set of his older sister Krissy’s much darker sci-fi movie production, a misheard comment leads to a whole new branch in his career, and in his life.

I knew my discovery would revolutionize the cosmetic surgery and fashion industries... and the porn industry… a non-surgical way to enlarge a woman's titties!

“I am the resurrection and the life,' says the Lord. 'Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in me will never die.” I take a deep breath through my nose and stare over at my mother’s tear-stained face as the priest continues speaking.

This is it folks. My final chapter which I wrote for Badasses Of the Multiverse. And I hope it has been as fun a ride for you, as it is for me.

This is Part Four of Population Badass.

Will Matthew and Pedro be able to save Pedro's home Earth from Nechla?

And if so, how are they going to get back home to De La Plata Podrido?

Also, find out what happens to everyone else. And see how things finally pan out.

For this is not only the epilogue of Book Six of Badasses Of the Multiverse. This is the end of my part in directly writing for this Anthology of Insanity.

For after this chapter, Whatever Will Be, Will Be...