Bob: Wasn’t easy, but Santiago and I eventually managed to fight our way through that whole pack of freaks and open up the supply drop. Inside was enough of that Tek stuff to make your dad grin like he’d hit the jackpot. We crammed all we could fit into the trunk. Meeka: Uh -- are you sure that was MY dad with you? Bob: It was him, all right. And he said we were all gonna be okay, as long as those Tek supplies keep crashing to Earth. Meeka: Ya, like I said -- doesn’t sound like him. Bob: But all our thoughts of long, easy lives went away real quick when we got our first look at ol’ King Titan.
Bob's Wasteland Tales #7
by Bob