It was rather quiet in Yellow Drops, the normally active factory eerily silent. Today, there was no loud whirring, electrical surges, or anything coming from it, but rather, some muffled noises.
Deep inside the factory, the pilots of the famous Sun Giant were discussing with one another.
"So, if we had built the Sun Giant to be detachable, like I said nonstop during the construction process, we wouldn't have lost to a bunch of magical tentacles!" Tomahon yelled to Osmond, who simply yawned.
"If we built it like you said, each part would need a separate power source, and I don't think anyone here has 5 Sun stones. " He stated calmly, chugging on a glass of orange fluid.
"We could use lesser gems!"
"And the entire Sun Giant would've broken from the first blast the Dark Fatso shot at us." Osmond finished, placing his glass on the table. Growling in defeat, Tomahon grabbed a carrot cookie, devouring it angrily. "Anyhow, I'm going to be leaving for a while, to help out Toan. He needs my help to clear out this big dungeon he found. For the week, you all listen to Amuleo and do what he says. Any complaints will result in stripping of carrot cake for a month." The group groaned.
"Amuleo? Really? He doesn't even talk!" Boon muttered.
"Well at least he doesn't run away from danger!" Osmond snapped, glaring at Boon, who stayed silent. Clearing his throat, he continued. "I'll be leaving now..Beam me up Scotty!" He said, as a bright light surrounded him, and he vanished. The pilots stayed silent for a few seconds, before breaking out into cheers, various containers of colourful fluids covering the table in mere seconds. As Tomahon grabbed at the nearest orange fluid, a ruler slapped his hand.
"Ow, what the hell?" He snapped, turning to face his attacker, only to find Amuleo, holding the ruler. "Amuleo? What's the big idea?"
"...P-please don't do anything rash..." Amuleo spoke, his voice very feminine and high pitched. "I-i don't want to get in trouble with the boss." All the pilots stared at Amuleo.
"Amuleo, why do you sound like a girl?" Boon asked.
"..Because I am one?" Amuleo responded shyly. "I've been a girl since...forever." The rest of the pilots proceeded to drop all of their drinks simultaneously.
"WHAT?" Most of them shouted, excluding Gotch, who whispered it.
"Y-yes...I knew I couldn't join the factory if I was a girl...so I had to...lie a bit to Osmond." She mumbled, walking around. "Didn't you all think it was weird that I never talked?"
"Well now that you mention it..." Tomahon started. "It was rather weird, but we all just assumed you were shy, like Gotch."
"I thought the same." Gotch whispered.
"Oh man, wait till Osmond hears about this." Tomahon mumbled. A loud "THWAP" filled the room, as he was hit square on the head by Amuleo's ruler. "Ow!"
"Osmond will not hear about this!" Amuleo shouted, grabbing Tomahon by the scruff of his jacket. "Now listen here, if you, or anyone here tells Osmond about this, I will grab your head, rips it off your neck, and boil your body into a stew, and EAT IT MYSELF!" She shouted, fire burning bright in her eyes.. "ARE WE CLEAR?"
"Yes Ma'am!" They all repeated, all shaking with fear.
"Good. " She said, dropping Tomahon, who crawled towards a corner "Now enjoy yourselves, and remember, loose lips lose their heads." She giggled, walking out of the room.
"Great fairies of Luna, she's scary." Tomahon said, the rest of the pilots nodding.
"Well, at least it can't get worst." Boon said, before hearing a loud explosion from the factory floor. "Damn it.."