Part 2, Betrayal and Two Broken Hearts
I then got away from the door and stood at the side. Stalin walked out of the room, "Hello Stalin!" I yelled. He panicked.
"God Morgan you scared me!" he yelled.
"What were you two talking about in there? You two were speaking German, I don't know German!" I said.
"Which is why we spoke in German, we figured you or your blue friend would hear us. So we spoke in a different language." Stalin said. It was a very awkward situation, then he said something I thought he would never say, "Oh get out of that stupid Turkish costume and at least wear a dress for Christ sakes!" Stalin said.
"Why are you telling me this?" I asked.
"Because you wearing that costume is getting pretty old. I have a question to ask of you, you see I'm hosting a party tomorrow night. I was wondering if you'd like to come?" he said.
"I can't sir, I have nothing to wear except the cloths I wore when I arrived in this time period in." I said.
"Look you don't have to serve people there, but you're still my slave. We'll pretend you and your friend are ambassadors. I could give you one of Nadya's dresses to wear," Stalin said.
"Well ok, I'll only go if my lover Zarbon goes too," I said.
Stalin got boiling mad, but only for a second. "Ok I just said he can go too!" he said.
"Oh thank you sir!" I said. I just had to hug him, so I did, wait what the hell was I doing? "Oh I'm so sorry I just had to hug you sir!" I said.
"That's quit all right," he said.
"Cool I'll go tell Zarbon about the party, bye Stalin!" I said.
"Bye Morgan!" he said waving flirtatiously to me.
"Um bye," I said running down the hallway.
He just smiled and growled lustfully, "Oh God, control your lust Stalin!" he said to himself.
Zarbon was standing outside the Kremlin I walked up to him. "Hey Zarbon, Stalin invited us to a party that he's hosting tomorrow night, can you come?" I asked.
"Yes of course I will, I still don't trust him around you," he said.
"Good! But I would keep in mind we're not only his slaves, but he told us to act like ambassadors." I said.
"Did he do anything to you?" Zarbon asked.
"How can you tell?" I asked.
"I can read your mind, tell me what did he do to you?" Zarbon asked.
"He just masseuse my shoulders and complemented me on my hair it's nothing really," I said.
"Oh God he touched you? Don't let him do that!" Zarbon said hugging me.
"Zarbon I'm a grown woman I can take care of myself!" I said.
"Yes exactly you are a woman, he's a man! You can barley defend yourself!" Zarbon said.
"He's communist I'm capitalist he hates capitalists!" I said.
"It doesn't matter, he's still a man! Was he making you uncomfortable in any way?" Zarbon asked.
"It doesn't matter just leave me alone! Why are you always so controlling? You're not my father!" I said.
"I'm just worried about you!" Zarbon said hugging me again.
The next evening, Stalin gave me a black dress with low heals. He came into the dressing room and stared right at me. "Oh hello Stalin, how do I look?" I asked.
He had an odd look on his face, "You look beautiful, for an American," he said.
He then went behind me and put a gold necklace around my neck. "What's this?" I asked.
"Oh I thought you'd look lovelier in this necklace. I got it in Turkey and gave it to Nadya, but she's dead she can't wear it. In fact she never wore it," he said.
"It's lovely," I said.
"May I escort you my dear?" he asked offering his arm.
How could I resist he was being charming, "Ok sure," I said wrapping my arm around his, he escorted me to the big room where everyone else was. Then a few pretty women took notice of him, "Hello ladies," he said.
Those women fainted at the sight at him, I rolled my eyes, boy was I jealous, "Oh please!" I said. I then saw Zarbon he looked handsome. "Oh Zarbon!" I yelled, I waved at him and he waved back.
"Oh Morgan, I kind of promised that I would entertain my guests. I have a better idea why don't you entertain them, go up on stage," he said.
"What? Why me? I don't even speak Russian! I have a better idea, why don't you do it instead?" I said.
"Because I really don't feel like it! Now get up there!" he said.
"Ok fine I'm going!" I said getting on stage. I spoke into the microphone, "Hello is this thing on?" I yelled, everyone stared at me. "Hello my name is Morgan! I know some of you can't understand a word I'm saying, but I'm from America! You from the old country! Me from the new world!" I yelled.
Stalin slapped his hand on his head on his head. He began laughing very hard. I could not tell if he found that funny or if he was making fun of me. Either way I was mad at him. "Oh Stalin asked me to entertain you guys, so I'm going to sing you a song, and Zarbon is going to sing with me! Come on up here Zarbon!" I said.
Zarbon ran onto the stage, "Hello I'm Zarbon, and I'm an alien from outer space, and…"
"Just sing "A Whole New World," with me!" I said.
"Ok," Zarbon said.
We sang the beginning of the song beautifully, Zarbon in his baritone voice, me in my alto voice, and then Stalin came up on stage and kicked us off. "Thank you Morgan and Zarbon for that lovely song! Boy wasn't that something folks?" he said.
They were all laughing at us, we did not care, Zarbon and I went to a back corner. "So did you find the time machine yet? Stalin is starting to freak me out a little bit." I said.
"Stalin probably freaks everyone out. No I'm working on it," he said.
"Good, I don't want anything to happen to you." I said hugging Zarbon.
"I'll risk my life for you just as much," he said.
We then kissed on the lips and started making out. When Stalin was finished talking to everyone he saw us making out. He may have felt a little jealous. "Come on Stalin you don't have a jealous bone in your body!" he thought.
He walked off stage, went over to us, and ripped me away from Zarbon. "Make out session is over! It's time for dinner! Morgan I have a question, will you sit next to me?" he asked.
"Ok sure can Zarbon sit next to me?" I asked.
He got mad again, "Oh I suppose so!" he said and took my arm and took me to the table.
"Man what's the hurry, you don't have to get so grabby!" I said.
I sat down and our dinner was bought out. "So Morgan what have you been up to today?" Zarbon asked.
"Oh nothing Zarbon, my you look lovely this evening!" I said.
"You look lovely too." Zarbon said.
He put his hand on mine, and we kissed on the lips. Stalin watched us the whole time; he was angry, he grabbed his steak knife and stabbed the table with it. "Stalin what's wrong?" I asked.
"I'm in a bad mood tonight," he said hiding his jealousy behind his smile.
Zarbon tasted a Georgian chicken and got grossed out from the taste. "Oh my goodness what is this stuff Stalin?" he asked.
"Glad you asked Zarbon it is a dish from my country of Georgia," he said proudly.
"Cool you're American?" I asked sarcastically.
Stalin blushed a little, "No Georgia is a Russian state silly girl," he said.
"I knew that, I know too much about you, you know you look a little Turkish," I said.
"Yah because Georgians have a mixture of blood, I'm not all white," he said.
"I'm so glad! Do you miss Georgia?" I asked.
"No not really, between you and me, Georgians have this thing for vengeance," he said.
Gezz, I wondered why, I decided to change the subject, "I really like the Soviet flag who came up with the design?" I asked.
"I'm glad you like the nation flag I came up idea," Stalin said obviously lying.
"Wow I'm not surprised," I said.
"If only I was Russian," he said.
"Have I offended you, I'm sorry if I did," I said.
"It's all right; I understand that you're just curious about my homeland. You're no threat to me anyways," he said. He then stood up with his glass. "Attention everyone, I would like to make a toast! To our honored guest for helping us make peace with Germany. Adolf Hitler stand up!" Stalin said.
Hitler was sitting at the way end, because he did not want to sit next to Stalin. He then stood up shyly. "Zarbon sit down now! We don't want to toast to a psycho like that!" I said. It is more ironic how I preferred Stalin to Hitler, although I had to admit that Hitler looked cleaner than Stalin did.
Hitler got mad, "God damn you girl!" he yelled.
"Just ignore her Hitler she's only stupid for insulting you like that!" Stalin said a little scared.
I got my glass and stood on the table. "Oh I would like to make a toast too!" I yelled. "Happy Hanukkah Hitler!" I said.
Stalin burst out laughing, "God that girl is so funny, and it's not even Hanukkah yet!" Stalin yelled.
"What how dare you say that to me!" Hitler said.
"Happy Hanukkah that's hilarious! Oh sorry, now Hitler she's just a stupid girl! If you want dead, well I'll kill her!" Stalin said.
"I wish you wouldn't persecute Jews like that, what have they done to you?" I said.
"I want you to kill her Stalin!" Hitler said.
"Remember the plan Hitler, remember the plan!" Stalin said in English by accident.
"What are you talking about?" I asked. I now knew something was going on.
"Oh nothing dear except I want you to get out if you can't behave!" Stalin said.
"Nope I'm staying right here by my lover Zarbon!" I said.
Stalin got angry again, "Now you've gone too far!" he said.
He walked over to me; he gripped my arm tightly and threw me like a rag doll on his back. "Wow they don't call you the man of steal for nothing! Put me down you beast!" I begged.
"Hitler dismisses the guests!" Stalin said, he walked out of the room with me on his back. Stalin walked downstairs with me still on his back. He unlocked the door to a room and threw me down in there.
"Ouch my butt!" I said.
"You'll stay in here with my guard dogs! They may rip you to shreds or they may spare you, I don't know, I don't care either way!" Stalin said.
"All right that does it, bring them on!" I said not thinking straight. He whistled and while I was excepting Dobermans or Rottweiler's, out of the shadows came a Pomeranian and a Pekinese that were snarling, came towards me. "Oh how cute!" I said I loved little dogs.
Those little rats barked at me and snarled, they were not so cute anymore, "No offence but why do you have little dogs?" I asked.
"Because I hate big dogs and I ran out of government money, meet Tishka and Genghis Khan!" he yelled.
"Hello how are you all doing this evening?" I asked then they continued to snarl at me.
"They have terrier temperaments, so you better watch your back, I'll return later!" He then slammed the door and locked it.
"Hello nice dogs, dear God let these dogs know I'm of no harm! Remember dogs aren't born bad!" I said.
Stalin returned to the big room, Zarbon and Hitler were sitting there staring at each other hatefully. "Is she out of the way?" Hitler asked.
"All going as planned; now all we need to do is get Zarbon drunk or at least drug him. I'll put opium dust in this bottle of wine and shake it up." Stalin said.
Zarbon did not know what they said; they were once again speaking German. Stalin then put opium dust in the bottle and shook it up under the table when Zarbon was not looking. Zarbon was telepathic, but he could not understand what they were thinking either. They both though in different languages as well, ones he could not understand.
Stalin and Hitler walked over to Zarbon and sat down next to him. "Hello Zarbon!" Stalin affectionately said, putting his arm around his shoulder.
"Hello Stalin, where's Morgan?" Zarbon asked.
"Oh she's all right, don't worry. I put her somewhere she can calm down. In the mean time I believe that you haven't tasted wine mixed with opium." Stalin said.
"What are you talking about?" Zarbon said getting up and staring at them.
"That's what they call Russian wine sometimes." Hitler said shaking. Zarbon was tougher than the two put together, but he had a problem with peer pressure.
"Oh ok," Zarbon, said thinking nothing of it, although he still did not trust them. "Well gentlemen I'd like to try some of this wine." Zarbon said.
"Good choice Zarbon." Hitler said.
Stalin gave him the wine bottle. "Drink after all it's a custom in Russia not to offend the host when he gives something out to his guest." Stalin said.
Zarbon drank some, "Wow this shit is good! What in the world did you put in it?" Zarbon asked.
"Oh nothing, just little ingredients is all," Stalin said smiling.
Zarbon drank some more, Stalin and Hitler burst out laughing. "What's so funny?" Zarbon asked.
"Nothing except that you're a fool," Stalin said.
Zarbon drank the rest of the bottle and was drunk. "Oh and Stalin I'm not a fool, I'm handsome and smart, you guys know you want me!" Zarbon said slurring his words.
"Ewe that's gross!" Hitler said.
Zarbon started getting dizzy and sleepy. "I need to lie down!" he said. He then fell asleep the only reason why the opium dust did not kill him was because he was an alien. His body could get rid of such substances.
"Well Hitler I have a present for you!" Stalin said.
"What more Jews?" Hitler asked.
"No silly, Zarbon. Remember the girl is mine, I'll have to make her mine!" Stalin said.
"Yah, yah you'll get the girl, I'll take him to Germany right away!" Hitler said.
"Bye Zarbon I'll take care of your girlfriend for you!" Stalin said, they both laughed. "He's out cold, so be careful how you handle him," Stalin said.
Hitler then tried to pick Zarbon up, but fell down. "Let me help you Adolf," Stalin said.
They took Zarbon out to the car and Hitler got in. The car drove away, and Stalin walked back inside. He walked downstairs singing loud, but beautifully. He got his keys out and opened the door to the room I was located. Only to be surprised that the dogs were licking me and I was rubbing their bellies. It was a miracle, I was giggling from dog tongues on my face.
I saw Stalin, "Oh hello Stalin, you sure do have nice dogs, looks like beauty did tame the beasts after all!" I said.
"God damn it!" Stalin said.
"What have you done with Zarbon?" I asked.
"He's no longer my concern, I got him drunk and I sold him to Hitler as a slave. You see Hitler wanted a slave too, so I made another deal with him." Stalin said.
I was shocked, "You did what? No! How could you?" I yelled all angry. I tried to punch him, but he grabbed my wrist.
"You won't succeed in hurting me!" he said.
"Dang you're pretty tough; I didn't think you were physically strong! Ok let me go! Please you're hurting me!" I said.
"No I won't slave!" he said.
I kicked him between the legs; he fell down in pain while I ran to the den. He got up and followed me. I saw a gun, grabbed it, and pointed it to my head. He ran into the room, "It's too late, he's already on his way to Germany." Stalin said.
"I'll pull the trigger just tell me when to do it!" I said.
"No don't I haven't even had a chance to get to know you!" he said.
I was so confused, "What?" I asked.
"I mean I lose more servants that way!" he said.
"Oh I'll still do it anyways! Wait I'm kind of scared to take my own life!" I said not sure, if I should kill myself.
"Oh look isn't that Hitler?" Stalin said pointing into space.
"What? Where?" I asked. He snuck up behind me, grabbed my wrists, grabbed the gun, and threw it down. "Why are you trying to stop me from killing myself?" I asked.
"Because I don't want you dead just quite yet! I still need a personal slave! I'm sure your friend doesn't need you now." Stalin said.
"Yes he does!" I said. I could pretty much think of myself being doomed.
A few hours later, in Germany, Hitler slapped Zarbon and Zarbon woke up. "What the? I sure did have too much to drink!" Zarbon said. He saw Hitler, "Oh good lord it's you! Wait a minute where am I?" he asked.
"Yes it's me, you're in Germany my friend, but I had to drug you in order to get you here! Stalin sold you to me, and you are my slave now!" Hitler said.
"I know all about you, where's Morgan?" Zarbon asked.
"She's still with Stalin, oh yes he seems to have a crush on her. It seems very strange to me too. He said she was pretty; she's so young isn't she? But he can't tell the difference between love and lust probably," Hitler said.
"Oh no! Morgan is too sensitive to face Stalin! She'll fall for any of his tricks!" Zarbon said.
"Well to bad!" You will do as I say or you'll die alien! Go cut your hair short!" Hitler said.
"Ok sir I will!" Zarbon said. Zarbon then thought, "Just play along Zarbon, just play along, why do I have to cut my hair. My beautiful, long thick hair."
A few days later, in Russia, I was locked in the den. I felt like a prisoner for the first time. I felt scared and alone, I had cried for days, because I did not know if I would ever see Zarbon again. Now I could not stand up to Stalin, alone. Zarbon could no longer protect me, it was I for myself.
For the first time in days, Stalin was so annoyed with my tears. He came into the den and saw me crying. "Morgan will you stop crying?" Stalin asked.
"No! I miss Zarbon so much; he's my best friend in the entire universe!" I said sobbing.
"Come on he's with Hitler, I think. He'll be all right, unless Hitler puts him in a death camp. Please stop crying!" Stalin said, God what a tactless asshole.
"I want to go home! I miss Zarbon! I want Zarbon! I'm scared!" I said crying.
He sat down next to me and then stroke my cheek gently. "Now would it be fair to Zarbon if he saw you like this? You're such a pretty girl. I don't want to see you cry, I'd rather see you smile or at least mad at me." he said.
"I'm mad at you enough all ready! How could you do this! I liked you a lot, but I hate you right now!" I said.
"Come on I'm not so bad once you get to know me," he said.
"Not that bad? You kill millions of innocent people! I find it disturbing! Zarbon has done nothing to you, but you sold him anyways, I'll never forgive you for this!" I said.
"At least you're being honest," Stalin said blushing with furious embarrassment.
In Germany a few days later, Hitler was giving a lecture, to the Nazis in training. Zarbon sat in the way back, he cut his hair, it was now short, and he told Hitler that he was a general who worked for Freezer, so he had an advantage for having him as a slave. He also grew a mustache.
"Ok we will conquer France! With Stalin's help, we all ready conquered some of Europe! Now all we need to do is conquer the rest of the world! With the help of Japan and Italy, we'll have the world! Let's get those Jews, f-, retards and gypsies into concentrations and death camps!Anyonewho wants out will be shot!" Hitler said.
Zarbon looked at him all confused. "Zarbon! What in the hell are you doing? You're supposed to be taking notes, not daydreaming!" Hitler said.
"Sir I had no idea what you were saying, I don't know any German at all." Zarbon said.
"Well then learn!" Hitler said yelling in Zarbon's face.
"Yes sir, I do speak Japanese though," Zarbon said.
Hitler smiled, "Excellent! I'll use you as an interpreter ok?" Hitler said.
"Heil Hitler! When do we leave for Japan?" Zarbon asked.
In a few days!" Hitler said.
"What's Stalin's address?" Zarbon asked.
"Why do you need it?" Hitler asked.
"So I can threaten him!" Zarbon said. Hitler smiled after all he hated Stalin, and Stalin hated him too. However, not as much yet.
"Well I'll give it to you later!" Hitler said.
"Thank you sir!" Zarbon said hugging him.
"Ew you're diseased blue human!" Hitler said.
Zarbon wrote a letter to me and sent it to Russia. I was still crying in the den. "I want to die! I want Zarbon!" I yelled. There was a knock on the door. "Oh go away, unless you're going to shoot me!" I said.
"I have a letter for Morgan!" Stalin's henchman Voroshilov yelled.
I was excited, "Oh a letter for me cool!" I said opening the door.
"Here you go!" Voroshilov said. Of course, he was not very bright; he was incredibly stupid enough to give me the letter.
"Thank!" I said, I opened the letter up and began to read aloud. "Dear Morgan, I can't come and rescue you due to the fact that I'm a prisoner of a man who's bossy and stupid. He reminds me of Freezer too much. Therefore, he's very forceful. I'm playing it safe." I said.
At that time, Stalin walked into the room and saw me reading the letter aloud, so he quietly snuck up behind me.
I continued to read aloud. "I'll be leaving for Japan tomorrow; I'm Hitler's interpreter for Japanese. "I'll meet Tojo, the prime minister of Japan. We are flying by plane. I'll keep a sharp eye on Hitler. If the Soviet Union is threatened then I'll let you know. Make sure to write back. Your lover Zarbon," I said finishing the letter.
"Well isn't that just sweet?" Stalin said smiling sarcastically.
"Yah I know," I said. Then I realized it was Stalin, I was scared. "Hi Stalin!" I said. He grabbed the letter, read it to himself, and ripped it up. "Hey that had the return address on it!" I said.
"Trying to get your boyfriend to come back hum? Well it won't work!" Stalin said.
"I don't see why Hitler and Zarbon, sort of get along and we barely get along! Will you just shoot me all ready! I want to die right now!" I said.
"No I'll decide your fate! Therefore I'm keeping you alive!" Stalin said.
"Why are you keeping me alive anyways?" I asked.
"No reason really, except I need a personal slave is all," he said smiling rather evilly.
"Oh what's wrong with you? What's wrong with me? If I want to walk out I'll just simply walk out!" I said about to walk out of the room.
Stalin blocked the doorway, locked the door, and stood there by the door. "We're locked in here together? Oh god!" I said. I ran over to the window and opened it, I was about to jump out, until he grabbed me and pinned me to the ground. He then got off me, and I ran to the door desperately trying to break it down.
I forgot he had the key, "Looking for this?" he said holding the key up.
"Ok don't hurt me! Don't you get near me or else!" I was scared as hell of him.
"Settle down! I'm not going to rape you; I'm not that kind of man! Why don't you try being dictator for once!" he said.
"Great idea give me Russia and I will!" I said.
He freaked out, "No it's mine! You wouldn't last a day! You're not going anywhere! You're not leaving Russia unless I'm with you!" he said.
"It's not like we're married!" I said.
"That's not what I meant!" he said.
"Oh what's the whole point of this conversation, I mean it's going nowhere!" I said.
"You're right it's going nowhere! Let me know when you're ready to cooperate with me, in the mean time stay in here and shut up!" he said leaving the room. He shut the door behind him, and locked it and stood there.
I started banging on the door. "Let me out you tyrant!" I pleaded.
"Three, two, one," he said to himself.
"Ok I'll be you're slave again!" I said.
"Excellent!" he said unlocking the door and coming back into the room. "Ok now you're blue friend told me that you're a witch, is it true?" he asked.
I was scared to answer, but I could not just lie about it. "Yes, I'm not a Satanist, they worship the devil, and I don't. Witches worship the earth," I said.
"I know that, my second wife was quarter to gypsy. How deeply religious are you?" he asked.
"Very sir," I said.
"Oh I hate you, but no matter. Cast a spell on my people and make them all like me!" he said.
"I can't do that sir, I'll lose my power," I said.
"Good, I don't want you casting spells after all you're in a communist country. So you can't do any of that stuff here." He said.
"What do you want me to do instead?" I asked.
"Well let's see, oh I have an idea we'll use propaganda instead. I think I've used everything I could think of. Oh wait I know what I haven't used, a woman." He said.
"Great idea it'll make people think since this woman is your friend and follower, than they can follow you too! I mean you men are such lustful creatures!" I said.
"You know I was thinking the same thing." He said.
"Good now all you need is a woman to put on the poster, you know someone to pose with," I said.
"Yah that's a good idea," he said smiling slyly at me. "I like the way you think, you will pose with me!" he said.
"Cool! What? I don't know about that!" I said. I thought it over and began to smile evilly. "I mean that's kind of evil, but you're the boss!" I said laughing evilly. Hey what choice did I have, ok so maybe I was a little in love with him. Who could resist his smile and those honey colored eyes of his, like I said I thought he was somewhat cute.
"Here's the deal, I'll buy you anything you want! We'll make many posters with us on it, just you and me! We'll be stars, I mean you'll be a new star!" he said putting his arm around my shoulder.
"Me a star?" I said forgetting for a second that this was some evil plan.
"Yes they'll be so blinded by your beauty they'll want to be my followers!" he said.
"Be happy too! Let's pretend we're friends too, just to make it more convincing. I like you all ready! They'll be your followers; I'm very sexy after all!" I said.
"Oh you are very vain, I like you all ready!" he said.
Then you can promote me to prime minister or the head of the NKVD department!" I said.
Stalin glared at me, "Let's not get carried away!" Stalin said.
Zarbon and Hitler went to Japan. They stood outside on a porch with Tojo outside with them. Tojo did not know any other language, but at least Japanese was Zarbon's first language. Tojo started speaking in Japanese. "What did he say?" Hitler asked.
"He said welcome honored guests, sit down." Zarbon said. Everyone sat down. "Japan is a very beautiful country sir." Zarbon said.
"Thank you honored guest, what part of Japan are you from?" Tojo asked. "I'm not from Japan. I'm Oriental, but I'mfrom outer space. My people speak Japanese and English there," Zarbon said.
"Interesting, I was thinking of studying German, but I don't want Hitler to know ok?" Tojo said. Zarbon laughed. "Tell Hitler that we Japanese have all ready set up camps for prisoners," Tojo said.
"He says that they have all ready set up camps for prisoners, in Japan and all over," Zarbon said.
"Good now tell him I'm very impressed." Hitler said.
"He says he's rather impressed," Zarbon said.
"Good tell him that the Nazis have all ready set up concentration and death camps in some of Europe, and death to the Jews!" Hitler said.
"Hitlersays that the Jews should be dead and that he's already invaded some ofEurope," Zarbon said.
"Tell him death to the Koreans and Chinese!" Tojo said.
"He says death to the Koreans and Chinese." Zarbon said.
"Good now tell him that next year, in the spring, I'll be Italy seeing how Mussolini is doing," Hitler said.
"He'll be in Italy next spring to see how Mussolini is doing," Zarbon said.
"Good, how's Stalin doing in helping him conquer Europe?" Tojo asked.
"He asked how Stalin is doing in helping you conquer Europe," Zarbon said.
"Stalin, yah what about him? That son of a bitch is nothing but a communist! I hate communism! Stalin is not only ugly to me, but looks and talks like a gypsy! In addition, he has a weak left arm and he's crippled there too! I'll take over Russia when given the chance!" Hitler said.
"He says that Stalin is a communist, and that he absolutely hates communism, plus Stalin's left arm is crippled and weak," Zarbon said.
"No I simply asked howStalin was doing," Tojo said.
"Sir, Tojo simply asked how Stalin was doing." Zarbon said.
"Oh good, tell him I'll take over Russia!" Hitler said.
"Sir he says he plans to take over Russia." Zarbon said. Tojo burst out laughing, "Oh really when?" Tojo asked.
"Sir he wants to know when." Zarbon said.
"I don't know I'll think about it!" Hitler said.
"He doesn't know yet, but he's thinking about it." Zarbon said.
Tojo looked a little bit scared, "I thought he was being sarcastic!" Tojo said.
"He thought you were being sarcastic," Zarbon said.
"What no! Tell him I'm not kidding!" Hitler said.
"He's not kidding sir!" Zarbon said.
"Yah death to the Russians!" Hitler said.
"Oh no Morgan!" Zarbon thought. Little did we both know that things in the following years, in this time period, were about to get so much worse. Not only affecting time, but us as well.
End of Part 2