Moon nods cheerfully and draws out a pair of balls - dark blue, covered with a lighter blue grid and four raised yellow ridges - and opens them up.

Tartare is like someone decided to combine a mosquito and a body builder...and from the way his massive, transparent muscles bulge as he flexes, it becomes obvious the liquid sloshing around inside them is blood.

Good Mom, on the other hand, is quite simply a figure of dazzling beauty, staring down at Wednesday from her large, alien eyes. It's a bit startling to see such strangely human eyes set in the face of what is unmistakably a bipedal white cockroach.

"See? Aren't they great?!"