"Most of the time, these things happen because of bad leadership, but in this case, it's the opposite. You can't blame me!"said Lance.
"Well, but you just said that it was because we don't have good leadership here, yo."said Toad.
"You're just going to have to figure out a way to get this done without me!"exclaimed Lance, as he left.
"Where'd he go, yo?"
"Don't know."said Pietro, switching the channels.
The Iron Vulture
"There's a leak, Captain."
"Then, fix it, you fool!"
"Aye aye, Captain."
The Captain went back to writing in his diary.
"Today, I did not rob any planes, of course, but was due to the idiocy of my followers, not my mangificient self."
"Maybe I'd have better luck leading a bunch of real thieves. They, at least might have brains. It was their fault the police showed up at that mini mart, not mine."
On the Iron Vulture, the Captain's diary began to give off a blinding light. In the jeep, the steering wheel began to do the same.
Lance suddenly found himself in a dark room, with a couple of portholes in one window, and sitting in a chair with a book on his lap, and a pen in his hand.
Captain Karnage found himself seated in a jeep, before him a steering wheel, and parked in the Brotherhood driveway.