Chapter 21: Cry Cobra, Part 1
"So, I was thinking about last year…" Cobra Commander began.
Destro cradled his head.
"Yes, we know your birthday's coming up. We've just decided not to celebrate it."
"Hear me out! I was thinking that maybe this year, we could do something a bit more…estrogen infused."
"Like what?"
"Lure the Holograms and the Misfits here and have them play in a battle of the bands!"
"Commander, that is by far the dumbest plan you've ever come up with. It's up there with trying to destroy the ozone layer to sell sunscreen." The Baroness snarked.
"Petty? Yes. Stupid? Possibly. Simple? Most definitely- all we need are to send the invitations and offer a large paycheck."
STARLIGHT MUSIC
LOS ANGELES:
"Welcome to Starlight, Vivien." Jessica announced.
The blonde director grinned.
"Call me Video, 'cause that's what I'll be doing." came her reply.
Just then, Kimber walked in from the mail room.
"Hey! Someone's hiring us for a private concert on their own island in the South Pacific!"
Video tilted her head.
"Long story. In the meantime, let's get you settled in."
GABOR MANOR:
"Oy! Someone's askin' us to do a private concert on an island in the South Pacific!" Jetta piped up, brandishing the invitation in her hand.
Pizzazz squinted at the envelope.
"Stormer, how's our calendar look?"
"Clear for the next few weeks-"
"Well, let's see who's asking for us and for how much."