Exo Squad Toys Novels & Stories

This wasn’t how I envisioned any of this—being at his mercy, having to answer to his twisted games. My throat felt tight as I mumbled, "Sp-spanking." There was something dark in Isaac's eyes as he looked at it. I saw him reach into his drawer and take out a tube of the kind of gel we use for body checks. He moved his fingers gently over the cap and then quietly snapped it open. "This is going to make everything more... interesting," he murmured, never breaking eye contact as he squeezed a generous amount onto his palm.

Oasis exclaimed, already turning it over in his hands to examine every detail. Watching him, Joxan couldn't help but notice how familiar Oasis seemed with the robot’s mechanics. It was clear he had seen plenty of toys like this before. Joxan shifted his weight uncomfortably and cleared his throat. "I know you’ve got plenty of stuff like this. Next time, I’ll make one for you myself. Just take this for now." Oasis looked up at him, his bright smile never faltering. "You’ll really make one for me? That’s so cool! I’ll wait for it!"

he said, "everyone loves rapid-fire rocket weapons. You have your small Pinata, your Orkan, and they're great, but this-" He pulled part of the tarp off the weapon. A gleaming silver and yellow rocket launcher, easily twice the size of a semi truck, sat before us, covered in markings. I couldn't deny it. It was impressive. "Is the future!" Carl finished. Leaning hard into his showmanship, he threw an arm wide. "Imagine a weapon with not double, but triple the power of a single Orkan. I call it Exodus, and it will-" I wasn't listening any longer. Behind Carl I could see a reflection in the polished chrome exterior of the weapon. Jackson Quinn slowly, carefully snuck out from his hiding place,

he complained, squeezing his face in pain. Amy chuckled, he couldn't accept he was still just an eleven year old boy — learned from a lovesick brute. Dylan Xavier. “Run along, but don't touch any weapon,” Owen said and the young boy grinned evilly, making Owen want to regret bringing him along and pondering whether to let him run around like that. “Was that the surprise?” Amy asked and he shook his head like a puppy. “No. It was part of it, but not the main surprise.”

“We have also commandeered one of their Mecha, an A-ranked one at that. We will certainly commandeer more as we go along.” “I’ve got a mecha we could use,” piped in Xylo. “From my old Navy Recon days. Assault-class with a sniper loadout.” Eva brightened considerably when Xylo revealed she was a pilot. It certainly sounded like she had gone through boot camp as well. “You never said you were a pilot,” she said. “Never came up before, honestly,” Xylo replied. “Not like we needed it against Nightmare and his band of fools.” “I’ve got a ‘Vette of my own,” chimed in T-Rex. “She’s totally sweet - thick armor, tons of nice guns, super lux on the inside. She’s parked next to yours; I’ll give you all

Every one of us jumped to our feet and headed to the nearest window. "Oh sh*t , is she flying through the air?" Tyler stuck his face against the glass like a kid outside of FAO Schwarz around the holidays while the rest of us looked on in awe. It was obvious that the kid was playing defense and trying his best not to hit back, but his girl wasn't pulling any punches, she was straight up trying to kill his ass. I'm impressed.

We duck into the airport's massive shopping center, scanning the colorful aisles for inspiration. I've got to find Alexis something amazing. He's the cutest, and Andrei's adorable clone. “He's super into cars,” Andrei mentions. I smile thinking, 'What's something even more special?' I spot a sleek, futuristic toy car that catches my eye. It's a 1:18 scale model of the Lamborghini Sian, a limited-edition hybrid supercar. Andrei’s attention is drawn to a carefully curated selection of intricate K’Nex roller coaster sets. He picks up one of the larger sets. And yeah, he's sold on it.