The iron curtain rose.
"Ladies and gentlebots," Red Mic said as he and the other hosts bowed, "Today's meeting is all about Why Lord Grappler Gouf…"
"…And Lord Destroyer Dom Were Aboard The Gundamusai!" Blue Mic and Yellow finished with him.
"Now, Zako!" Red Mic said.
"Oh, me, me, me!" Blue Mic cried, raising his hand eagerly.
Red Mic looked at him. "All right, fine. You tell it!"
"Okay, Zako," Blue Mic chuckled, "First I'll tell you about Lord Grappler Gouf, and his part in the adventure! With the hard-hitting reporting style that makes me the star of the Zako Zako Hour!"
Red Mic and Yellow Mic went, "Huh?"
"Since when are you the star of the show?" Yellow Mic asked.
"Since I said so," Blue Mic replied, and pointed to the screen. "Screen!"
The screen showed a cardboard box with a crescent hole showing a mono-eye.
"Hurry it up!" Red Mic and Yellow Mic said.
"Don't rush me, Zako, you're always trying to make me mess up!" Blue Mic cried before saying calmly, "Here is the device which Lord Grappler used to conceal himself and make his way aboard the Gundamusai!"
"Huh?" Went Red Mic and Yellow Mic, and they looked at the screen.
"Disguised as ordinary cargo," Blue Mic went on, "Grappler hoped to get carried aboard the ship along with the supplies. Several times he was nearly thrown into the trash, Zako, but he finally made it into the cargo hold. Now that he was safely aboard, the only problem was he was lost."
The hosts sweated at the thought of that. Then Yellow Mic burst into tears.
"The thought of brave Lord Grappler Gouf all alone on that big ship in that little box!" he sobbed, "I should have been there for him!"
"Don't be sad, Zako," Red Mic ccomforted, patting Yellow Mic's head. "You'll see that everything will be okay."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Yellow Mic cried, getting up with a question mark in his eye. "Isn't Destroyer Dom supposed to be in this story too?"
"Zako! There you go again, trying to rush me!" Blue Mic cried, "I'm going to get to it, just relax!"
"Wait!" Red Mic interrupted, "Why don't I tell it?"
"Because you don't know the story!" Blue Mic insisted.
Red Mic pointed to the screen, which was now showing a box with a cross-shaped hole showing a mono-eye. "I think I can guess, Zako! Destroyer Dom is in this box hiding underneath, right?"
Blue Mic began to sweat. "Right…how'd you know?"
"It's obvious!" Red Mic exclaimed, "He imitated Lord Grappler Gouf and disguised himself as cargo so he'd get load aboard the ship! But Lord Destroyer Dom was excited by the smell of high-powered weapons! His reckless enthusiasm got him caught in a mousetrap!"
The screen then showed a picture of Destroyer standing amidst a swarm of Elmice.
"Now of course," Red Mic said, "I'm just formulating a theory about that last part, but it could've happened that way, right, Zako?"
Blue Mic sweated again. "How…how did you know that?"
Yellow Mic burst into tears. "Oh, the humiliation of our Lord Destroyer Dom! Trapped with common vermin!" He fell to his knees. "First Lord Grappler Gouf and now him…!"
"Don't worry, Zako," Red Mic comforted, "They'll both live on as heroes…in our memory."
"I am not lost!"
"Me not trapped!"
Grappler and Destroyer landed on the stage from the ceiling and glared at the hosts.
"We're sorry, we're sorry! We really didn't know!" the hosts cried, panicking. "Please don't pull our Zako plugs and end our happy show!"
"Actually," Grappler admitted, "It was all true."
Destroyer nodded. "True!"
The hosts stopped. "In that case, the end."
The curtain fell. In the audience, Zapper swabbed the floor with mop.
"Scrubby-dubby dub dub dub…" He hummed and called out to the other Zakos. "All right, you guys, show's over!"
"That's it?" One Zako asked.
Zapper nodded. "Yup. Moppin' time!"
