DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN AVATAR.
The operation against the tree off souls had gone almost perfectly. The RDA had driven off the Na'vi attacks and all the Valkyri had to do is drop its explosives on the tree of souls. Quaritch watched with satisfaction as they flew over their target, stirring his coffee with a tooth pick. For some reason all the tea spoons had disappeared. He would deal with that later, but for now he was going to saviour the taste of ultimate victory.
Quaritch gave the order to drop the explosives and the deadly cargo fell from the Valkyri towards the tree of the souls. Quaritch waited for the explosion.
And waited... and waited...and waited...and waited...
And nothing happened. Quaritch got on the radio.
"Wainfleet!"
"Yes, colonel?" Responded Wainfleet.
"You did load up the Dragon with daisy cutters?"
"Yes sir." Responded Wainfleet confidently. "We rounded up all the science staff and requisitioned all the equipment, utensils and personal items we could find that would be suitable for cutting and digging up daisies."
Quaritch face-palmed himself in disbelief.
"Do you mean to tell me, Wainfleet, that we have just dropped whole pile of lawn mowers and garden sheres on the enemy?"
"It wasn't just gardening implements and utensils, sir." Explained Wainfleet. "We also requisitioned all items that could cut daisies, including nail clippers, scissors and kitchen cuttlery."
Quaritch shook his head with dismay. That explained the lack of teaspoons.
"So, Wainfleet." Sighed Quaritch. "We have just dumped all our garden equipment, kitchen cuttlery and personal grooming utensils on the enemy. Is that afirmative?"
"Among other thing." Replied Wainfleet. "Yes, sir, it is affirmative."
"Wainfleet, did it not occur to you that I meant explosives when I spoke about daisycutters?"
"Er, no sir."
"And did you not consider asking me for clarification when you were rounding up all the tea spoons?"
"With respect, sir." Wainfleet spoke firmly. "When you order me to jump, I don't ask how high."
Quaritch face-palmed himself again.
"And do you know what happened to all the explosives, Wainfleet?"
"Sorry, sir. I have no idea."
Suddenly there was a huge explosion in the distance. A giant mushroom cloud rose into the sky in the area where Hell's Gate was situated.
"Er, sir. We have just lost all communication with base." Said one of the Dragon pilots.
Quaritch took a sip of his coffee and savoured the flavour of the fine grains. It would likely be his last cup for a long long time.