This story starts out just like every other story. It even has the same middle, but no end. So it begins.

He knows they are part of that group that follows him around in black cars. The group he's tracked down only as far as wisconson. They want to drive him mad, or kill him. He hasn't decided which yet.

No, not they. That one guy.

That one guy has put himself in a position where our superhero can't do the right thing without becoming a monster himself. Not to say that he's the most heroic person in the world, but he tries.

This day started out so badly for our superhero. He sleeps on a couch since it's far less trouble than moving a dozen monitors from his bed. He ususaly sleeps on the couch anyway. Last night he did.

Woke up with a shock. Someone had bumped the couch. You see, our superhero is just a bit jumpy (too much fun in the sixtys). The poor little dog had made a mess on the floor. Hmm, dogs do that.

So, this guy who poped out of the factory in wisconson is right there as well. As if he planned the entire event to upset our superhero. The little dog is crying, the droid was beating him (again, harder than you where thinking).

There are two problems with this. Dogs ususaly howl, or bark. They ususaly don't cry. The droid must have been wacking the poor little dog rather hard to get that effect. Espicaly for so long.

The other involves where this happend. Right beside our sleeping superhero (he needs his sleep after a hard day of fighting crime). This is not the first of such events. Nor will it be the last.

Our superhero hates this droid with a pasion. Just like the other one that caused his tire to explode the night previous. He knows it was them, the ever present smell of cheese was hanging in the air.

Yes, cheese. He also notes that the droid who inhabits his house tends to have far too much in the way of dairy products lying about. Most notably the fermented variety.

They decided to base thier operation aganst him out of wisconson due to knowing that our superhero can't handle dairy products very well. Knowing that he would never venture into thier secret (and cheese filled) base to kill them.

Knowing this, they are pretty much safe for the moment. That is till our superhero realizes that if he would just take some lactate it wouldn't bother him. Hmm, if only there was something similar that superman could have taken to rid him of his kryptonite problem...

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