Again thanks for the reviews all! Cause IDK how to reply to them... Yes his first emotion is confusion (I've changed that ending every time I look at it -.-), Mars' Cyruslove is explained next 'shot, Sinnoh lets kids walk around alone at the age of ten, but the age of consent is 18, Team Galactic is against anything non-cosmic!, and InfraRed is a few off, if I go in the order they're present in Word. This next one explains the backstory of Saturn and Jupiter for almost all the 'shots you'll see by me. Hope you enjoy! o
Ever wonder why the commanders can speak English, but the grunts can't? This explains it all!
"As you all know, I am looking to hire two commanders and the rest of you will be grunts. It is preferable the grunts be very multi-skilled and able to understand many different languages, so now Commander Mars and I shall be testing your lingual capabilities. Please take these foreign songs and attempt to translate them," Cyrus announced to the roomful of trainees.
Sitting next to each other in the far back was a blue-haired male and a pink-haired female, the former asleep and the latter doodling on her notebook.
They received the easiest language, Spanish. Naturally they could've just looked up the English lyrics considering the song was 'Mickey' but they were too stupid to.
So they took their song and skipped off to Jupiter's room to listen to it.
"Um, all I can hear is dirty words… is that right?" Saturn commented, straining to understand what the crap Toni was saying.
"I dunno, this is gay, let's just put some crap down, I doubt those two idiots know anything except English anyways," Jupiter rolled her eyes and huffed, texting Saturn, even though he was right next to her.
"Okay. We totally looked smarter than all those others, we'll win for sure," he agreed, texting her back.
"So, I got out of it she wants the Mickey guy to do her, but he won't, so she uses her hand. What did you think she was saying?"
"She likes sex and getting off. That's about it."
"That works. Write it and let's go shopping."
Saturn wrote down a bunch of crap and they ran down to turn it in to Mars. The red-headed commander, who was younger than them, smiled at how promptly they completed the final test.
"Cyrus and I will check this over in a moment, you guys are the first ones done," Mars told them, walking over to the desk she shared with her boss.
The sweet, innocent, underage girl sat down next to the much-older man and attempted to snuggle up next to him.
The light-blue-haired man looked at her, wondering if she was cold. "Commander is there a problem with the temperature?" he asked, scooting his chair away from her.
She fell off hers and yelled in pain. "Ooooooh, you just don't get it, do you?!" she whined, trying to climb back up.
Cyrus picked her up and sat her back in her chair with one hand.
Jupiter and Saturn, meanwhile, were long gone, off at the Veilstone Department Store browsing around.
"We must examine their answers now. Cease your unruly behavior and focus," Cyrus ordered as Mars frowned and nodded her head in submission.
"Let's see what we've got… OH MY!" Mars shouted, reading over the first few lines Jupiter and Saturn had written down.
The lyrics they pulled out of their rears are not appropriate for a story of any rating less than NC-17 thus they have been censored
"Commander, what does this mean?" he asked, rather confused.
"It's all about sex! Self-sex and how she doesn't want to do herself but Mickey's gay and won't do her! It also means they know absolutely NO Spanish what so ever and are completely useless in everything but English! OMG, this is sooooo nasty, burn it!" she screamed, throwing the paper away from her.
"Very well," he acquiesced, pulling out two sticks and rubbing them together to set the paper on fire.
"They failed sooooooo badly. They may look good, but they absolutely SUCK at foreign languages. They seemed rather good at English, which is what we want for commanders! People who look hot and can use big, bravado sentences to sound impressive. I think we found who to hire, though I doubt that Jupiter chick is very intelligent and she'll probably be completely useless. Oh well, you'll hire her anyways," Mars sighed, resting her head on her hand as she pouted.
The rest of the trainees all rushed in with horrible English but completely accurate translations.
"You all can speak foreign languages?" Mars asked, looking at their lyrics.
"Como?" one asked, not understanding English.
"You all are hired as grunts. Saturn and Jupiter are the commanders, because THEY SUCK. Uds. Comprendan? Good," Cyrus announced, dismissing everyone as they cheered, because everyone knew the commander position meant you were too stupid and worthless for anything else.
Eventually Saturn and Jupiter returned, loaded with shopping bags, and were stopped by Cyrus and Mars.
"Congratulations guys, you two were the suckiest on the final test and are the new commanders with ME! Yay! I hope your English is a heck of a lot better than your Spanish is, or you two will be used as meat instead," Mars announced as Cyrus played Sudoku on a handheld device.
"Oh yeah, we're great at English, we just think foreign languages are gay. See, I told you we're better than those dumb grunts, didn't I?" Jupiter turned to Saturn and poked him.
"Be at the meeting room tomorrow for your first assignment and to learn all the full requirements of the job," Cyrus instructed as he and Mars walked off together.
"Yesh! We get to make lotsa money and be high-ranked villains, alright!" Saturn exclaimed, high-fiving Jupiter. The two cheered and ran off to her room to put their stuff down before charging through the hallways laughing at the newly-hired grunts.
"I wonder if they know being a commander means they're so worthless and stupid they're not capable of doing simple tasks," one of the grunts whispered to a couple others, and soon they all were laughing at their idiotic new commanders.