Chapter 2
Narrator: Well, some how, some way, Queen Beryl found out about
the 4 Generals failure and went into overload. The Generals were killed
(yay!) and Queen Beryl nearly killed herself too. She didn't however, and
hired some new Generals to take their place. Their names: General Rubeus,
General Ann (this should be interesting), General Bob, and General Birdie.
Along with being hired, they had to sign a contract saying that they know
the risks of failure. They also had to sign a bunch of contracts for their
new life and health insurance companies. Now that we have that taken care
of, on with the show!
Birdie: He he he he he
we've got them now.
Ann: Those stupid scouts are gonna pay for our past pain!
Bob: (Really giddy, like he had one too many cappuccinos) when
do we start killing?
Rubeus: (Demented) They're gonna pay, gonna pay, gonna pay!
Ann: So when do we start whooping some sailor butt?
Bob: (Giddy) Killing! When?
Birdie: Calm down sugar boy, we're working on it.
Bob: (Giddy) on what?
Birdie: A plan to kill those scoutz.
Rubeus: Don't you mean scouts?
Birdie: That's what I said, scoutz.
Rubeus: No you're saying scoutz, not scouts.
Ann: He's right.
Rubeus: You have a lisp.
Birdie: Nobody's perfect.
Bob: You gotta get that fixed.
Birdie: Why?
Bob: Because an enemy with a lisp isn't really that scary.
Birdie: So?
Ann: We want them to be chilled to the bone when our names are
said.
Rubeus: Yea, until then we'll just have to suffer with them
laughing when our names are mentioned.
Birdie: How nice.
Bob: You were the one that told us to apply.
Birdie: I was?
Bob: Well, actually it was Diamond and Alan, but you agreed.
Birdie: Whatever Bob.
Bob: I hate it when people say my name.
Rubeus: Bob.
Ann: Bob.
Birdie: Bob.
Bob: Shut up.
Rubeus:
Ann:
Birdie:
Bob:
Birdie: Bob.