Military Fairy

Mantinas-Isn't a songfic, but I love this sketch. ALSO! LET ME DERAIL YOU ON YOUR THOUGHT! I WILL NOT TOUCH THE LUMBERJACK SONG! Not gonna do it! Not to Kevin or poor Ben…Or Mike…Maybe Manny(Bastard deserves to be dropped down a few pegs…)But no! NO! DO NOT ASK!

This was written before my vacation and finished today. It mostly means I did several revisions and a long hiatus. XD

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Max Tennyson steps up to the microphone and in a dignified voice, unnecessarily shouts into the device.

"Right. Now let's see something decent and military; some precision drilling!"

The camera is then focusing on soldiers in two lines of four, standing with feet apart, yet straight. In the front stood from left to right; Ben, Kevin, Manny, and Pierce. In the back was Alan, Mike, Cooper, and Hanangue.

Off to the side, out of the camera's view in order to spare him the jeers he swears he'll receive comes the raspy voice of Vilgax.

"Squad! Camp it...UP!"

The squad clicks their shoes together before they start marching forward. Together they chant: "Oooh get her!" stepping with each word.

"Whoops!" They jumped, turning themselves to the right, where, upon landing, they put their left wrist on their hip, and held their right arm out, wrists limp.

"I've got your number ducky. You couldn't afford me, dear." At this they placed their right hands on their right shoulders. "Two three." They face forward towards the crowd.

"I'd scratch your eyes out." The three to the left of Ben and Alan make claws wich ultimately land on their shoulders, Ben and Alan place their right fist on their hips. Will Harangue has to move over a little least he scratch poor Cooper's cheek. They commence with the can-can.

"Don't come the brigadier bit with us, dear. We all know where you've been," They stop and salute. "You military," They make a ballet move, tilting their torsos out towards the crowd, hands making an arch above their heads. "Fairy,"

With that they turn away from the crowd and cameras and march, chanting numbers, all the while snapping their fingers like prissy women.

"Whoops!" They make the same pose as last time, only facing the left. "Don't look now girls, the major's just minced in with the dolly colour sergeant."

They face forward at their starting point. Vilgax then says: Two three.

"Oooh!" The soldiers crouch slightly, wrapping their arm around their waist or touching their biceps.

They then stand perfectly straight as they did before their ridiculous performance.

"Right, right, that's enough." Max said, standing before them. "And a bit suspect I think."