“My plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity!” “Sweet singing mice! Not the Cinderellica!” Declared the Middleman – but no sooner had he made his distress clear that a Jumbotron (because, after all, what coliseum could ever be complete without one) flared into light and motion on the far wall of the coliseum… “- I discovered that Kanimang Kang has gathered the necessary elements to open the Cinderellica!” “You mean defeating the Tesla-powered mechanical octopus,” corrected The Middleman with a tooth-gleaming smile to complement his usual meticulous exactitude. “While you were fighting the Tesla-powered mechanical octopus -” In spite of the distracting thoughts and blood rushing to her head, Wendy somehow gathered the strength to turn to her boss and give him the lowdown: “What is that thing beneath you, Dubbie?” …aside from an appropriately grandiose architectural enclosure, a doomsday device of unfathomably Byzantine construction, a robotic army, and a sidekick in peril. While The Middleman’s wide stance and arms-akimbo gave him the necessary heroic demeanor as he leaped from a sparkling Tesla coil onto the ramp leading to the current supervillain’s coliseum-like lair, the truth of the matter is that he had very little idea as to what expected him on the other side… THE WIBBLY-WOBBLY, TIMEY-WIMEY, JIGGERY-POKERY “EX-TER-MI-NATE! EX-TER-MI-NATE! EXTERMINATE!” …and beneath her, an army of somewhat comical salt-and-pepper-shaker-shaped robots… all sporting plunger-shaped manipulator arms and lethal gunsticks… all crying out the same word with shrill and excruciating homogeneity: Reason number two for Wendy Watson’s lack of a witty rejoinder? She was – indeed – experiencing a moment of extreme danger when she heard the voice of her employer: hanging upside-down, her legs magnetically shackled to a shining steel girder over the Coliseum-like lair of yet another egomaniacal-male-chauvinist-pig-supervillain who was probably neither breastfed as a baby nor picked for the football team as a child… Thought number two always intruded into Wendy’s mind during moments of extreme danger… and may have been the key contributing factor to her trademark serenity in the face of overwhelming odds. the irresistible strains of Miguel Bosé’s signature 1980‘s hit single Amante Bandido. Thought number two: a certain yearning for her aunt Margarita’s Ropa Vieja, a thick and vinegary Caribbean stew of meat, peppers, and onions whose preparation inevitably filled the house with a. the HEYDAR’s discovery of a not inconsiderably large rift in the fabric of space and time emanating from this location. the sudden manifestation in a Bhutanese monastery of the Vitrioplasmoid Consciousness – an alien entity comprised pure hatred expressed as a small pool of malodorous brown bioluminescent ooze and c. the kidnapping of a genetically-enhanced, superintelligent dolphin from a children’s waterpark in Dubuque, b. The winding and dangerous intrigue of the past few days included but was not limited to: a. Thought number one: an intense calculation of the tangled path of clues and conspiracies that had led her to this present, and precarious situation. Reason number one? Two adamantine thoughts currently raging like an electrical storm in her brain: The Big Green Cheese’s language was extra-salty today, but Wendy Watson couldn’t muster the gumption for a witty rejoinder for two distinct reasons. Happy holidays, and may they be filled with wonder and fun…. #The middleman episodes fullRead, enjoy, and have a wonderful holiday season… and if you’re interested in some of his other projects, then by all means, please check out his own website, The Grillo-Marxuach Design Bureau, full of his work on shows like Lost (and all the way back to Dark Skies), and comics like The Middleman and The Flash. He wrote the following as a gift to fans of The Middleman this Christmas, and he has graciously allowed me to repost it here. So it was with great surprise recently that I discovered a “professional” version of “fan fiction” ( another article for anyone interested) written by the creator of The Middleman, Javier Grillo-Marxuach. For those of you who know me, or who have followed this blog for any length of time, you know that two of my favorite shows are The Middleman ( which I wrote about here) and Doctor Who (which my good friend Jeremy tackled on this site previously).
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