The Storm

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Robot Army (eventually) walks past

Robot Army: Charge.

O'Malley: Hu hu hoh, for God's sake. Will you hurry up! Lopez, I'm disappointed in your work. These minions are much too slow.

Lopez: Yo creo que se están moviendo muy bien. [I think they are moving along nicely.]

O'Malley: You fool! You don't even have legs, and you still got up here faster than them!

Lopez: Tú eres el cerebro en esta operación. Yo no más soy el musculo. [Hey, you're the brains in this operation. I'm just the brawn.]

Doc: They may be slow, but their posture is excellent!

Willow: I know! Is makes me want to improve my posture!

Boasha: Shut up Willow!

O'Malley: Huhhg...

Doc: A plus for effort, Lopez!

Cut to Sarge

Sarge: I think they're distracted. Let's use this chance to slip away.

Simmons: Great idea, sir. I have a lock on the distress signal. We can head right for it.

Sarge: Good thinking, Simmons. Everybody in the jeep.

Eda: What about Lilith?

Sarge: We're taking her. She is a prisoner. Now throw her in the back.

Hunter: Ok

He then picked up the tried up Lilith and throw her to the back of the warthog.

Simmons: Shotgun!

Grif and Eda: Shotgun! Fuck.

Donut: Shotgun's lap!

Simmons: Fuck!

Hunter: Dibs on Machine gun! (Runs and gets on.)

Sarge: There's just no room for seven people. Two of us will have to jog alongside. Grif?

Grif: Jog? What's that?

Simmons: It's like running slowly. Dear God, you don't know what jogging means?

Grif: Yeah, you lost me at running. Sorry, it's not in my contract.

Eda: It is in your contract. If you actually had one.

Grif: Then make one and not put running on it.

Donut: Oh, don't worry, I'll do it. Just give me one second while I put my jogging shorts on.

Eda: Same I been meaning to go for a run.

Grif: Wait. I wanna reconsider.

Donut: Who wants to hold my ankles while I stretch out my hammies?

Hunter: No. No one will help you with that.

Sarge: Noone's fallin' for that twice, Donut.

Cut to Tex peering out a window at the Robot Army

Tex: Alright, I think I can take 'em. I just need a better weapon.

Tucker: Want me to help you find one?

Amity: I could ask Luz for her flamethrower.

Tex: Mm, why don't you guys just give me your swords?

Amity: What!? Hell no! This is the best weapon a women can ask for!

Tucker: No way, I can see right through your little ploy. You just want me to give you the sword.

Tex: That's what I just said.

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