The Boy tossed them both into the Toy Chest—a cavernous, wooden sanctuary where the war always ended. As the lid closed, Grunt looked at the Alien Commander. The enmity of the battlefield faded in the warmth of the pile of stuffed animals.
A mechanical whirring filled the room. It wasn’t an alien. It was the "Cat," a furry titan the size of a skyscraper, prowling the perimeter. The Cat sniffed a Bazooka Joe on the front lines. With one disinterested flick of a massive paw, Joe was sent tumbling into the dark abyss under the sofa. toy-soldiers-complete
Grunt didn't answer. He was already planning the defense of the Lego Castle. But for now, the war was over. The soldiers were home. Should I add , like a spy or a pilot? The Boy tossed them both into the Toy
The hallway door creaked open. A giant silhouette appeared—the Boy. “I knew I left it here,” a thunderous voice boomed. A mechanical whirring filled the room
Huge fingers descended from the heavens. The Boy scooped up the remote, but in his haste, he knocked the Alien Commander and General Grunt together. For a brief moment, they were jammed into the Boy's pocket, shoulder to molded shoulder.