It was a sunny day at the ork fort... camp... thing.

Don't you just love that line?

The orks had been quite the helping hands in the past month, helping restore the planet and all. The guardies and the civilians grew accustomed to having orks as friendly neighbours. And the ork numbers increased, thanks to the spores and whatnot.

One nob, Mogosh, was playing a game of orkjack with some of the newer boys. One of the slugga boys showed his cards. A warboss, a mek and an A-Bom'.

"Yayz! Dat'z twenny-free pointz! I'z win!"

Mogosh looked at the ork.

"Oh, I'z beg to diffa'. I'z win!"

"But..." a massive choppa landed dangerously close to the slugga's right hand, "but ofcourze! You'z win! I'z musta' made sum mistakey bit."

"Damn right! Bah! Sporlingz dese dayz! No respect fer deir eldurz!"

A quite known slugga boy ran past them, a black squig close behind.

"'Ey, Muskit!"

"'Ey, Mogosh!"

The well-known duo then continued to the 'Kommunikasunz roomzy fing'. Gobroz was already there. The two walked over to him.

"Gobroz!"

"'Ullo, Muskit! Good fing you'z 'ere!"

"Yeh. But, where'z da boss?"

"Right 'ere!"

Nagosh into the room.

"Where were youz?"

"Well, flashgit Gobroz, I just went ta see da old chaosy fortrezz, iz all."

Gobroz sighed. Nagosh had been going to that fortress for some time now. Why did the boss like it so much?

"Oh, well. At leest you'z 'ere. Guardiez been callin' whole mornin'! Somefin' seriuz."

"Call dem, flashgit Gobroz!"

"Yeh, boss!" the flashgit turned a questionable device and kicked it. A screen above them flashed, "callin' guardiez! Callin' guardiez!"

A bald head appeared. Alix Mossiv had his favourite green tea.

"Good morning, gentlemen."

"Oy, Alix! 'ow ya doin'?"

"Well, to tell you the truth, my good warboss, I was doing just fine, until I received a message from a Imperial Guard base on the planet of Carridia, not too far from here."

"Wot'z wrong?"

"Well, they'd had problems with the Tau there, but that conflict was already resolved and the planet was kinda split in half. Half for us, half for them. But recently, our experts there have been picking up... tremors under the ground. Something is not right."

Gobroz knew what that meant.

"So, to get da plot goin', you'z want us ta go dere and see wot'z wrong. Amiright?"

"Quite right, mate! The only problem now is... will you take one of our ships, or...?"

"Nah! Darug sed he had sum prototypey fingy fer flyin'! We'z gonna use dat."

"Well... if you think that is the right decision. I have sent a message towards the guardsmen on the planet. They shall be expecting you."

"Gud. Come on, boyz! Let'z have sum fun!"

Nagosh left in a hurry, Muskit and Ugu behind. Gobroz kicked the 'device' again to turn it off and then ran after them.

******

"Darug... ya sure dis fing can fly?"

"Well... no. But it'z betta' den nofin', eh Gobroz?"

"Gork and Mork save uz..."

He looked behind. He and Darug were at the very front of the rocket. Nagosh had two seats for himself and Muskit and Ugu had their own. They also brought Drakk along. Nagosh thought the grot needed to see new places. Drakk was strapped to his seat by over thirty seatbelts, to ensure his safety. Scared little grot.

The rocket itself was quite a sight. It looked like random pieces of junk and weapons welded together. But then, most orky vehicles looked like that.

"You boys redy fer liftoff?" asked the mek.

"NO!" screamed all of them.

"Gud! Startin' engine in free, two, one."

A single click of a button fired up the blasted off into the sky with the speed of gods.

Drakk's chair snapped off and the poor grot hit a wall. The land beneath them became smaller and smaller. The ship then left the planet's atmosphere and they were in the vastness of space.

Drakk floated here and there on his chair, hitting walls and sharp objects.

"Ooops! I'z forgot to put in dem grevitey stabilizor bitz."

"Dat can't be gud..."

"Don't worry, flashgit Gobroz! All'z fine... fer now. Wot now, Darug?"

"I'z shud click dis 'ere button..."

Darug typed some coordinates into the ship's 'computer'. Gobroz closed his eyes. The ship entered warpal travel-mode...

******

"You'z forgot sum oda' fings, too, Darug."

"Oh, shaddap."

Indeed, for the orks now had some daemonic passengers on board. Two Horrors were playing pong with Drakk's chair, a group of Bloodletters was trying to beat Nagosh in arm-wrestling, to no avail, and a group of Daemonettes was... you guessed it... squeezing the living daylights outta' Ugu.

"Oh, he's so cute and squishy!"

"Yeah! Why aren't there daemons this cute!"

"He licked me, the cutie!"

Muskit just stared at the she-daemons.

And last, but not least, a two-headed chaos spawn was liking Gobroz and Darug.

"Dis is getting' annuyin'."

"I'z know, Gobroz. But look! We'z almost outta' 'ere!"

As soon as they exited warp-space, the daemons disappeared.

******

In orbit above Carridia, a Chaos fleet of many colours flew.

Four lords stood on the flagship's bridge, along with a Bloodletter champion.

"I still can't believe we actually got another mission after that fiasco..."

"Yesssss. Quite an unexpected turn of eventssss, eh?"

"Unexpected, but delicious!"

"Whatever... can we start burning stuff?"

"Sangus, we are here to uncover what is causing the strange tremors on the planet. If it's an artifact..."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

"Ummm... my lords?"

Rakul turned.

"What is it, Nebulon?"

The daemon pointed with his finger. In the distance something, which looked like a flying piece of debris, was heading for the planet.

"What in the name of Tzeentch... give me a closer view!"

A screen appeared before them. The 'rocket' could clearly be seen.

"Lookssss like ssssomething... orky."

Rakul started panicing. Then, a black squig moved to one of the windows.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! It's them! It's Nagsosh Ubzug and his accursed orks!!!"

"Uh oh... screw pillaging and looting! Let's just go home!"

"I agree with Sangus! This is NOT DELICIOUS!!!"

"Not even papa Nurgle can protect us now!"

"Yes, master. Please!"

Rakul's eyes were full of rage.

"We're not going back, idiots! Hehehehhe. This is a chance to exact our revenge! Blast them outta the sky! All batteries, FIIIIIREEEEEE!!!"

The flagship's guns charged up and unleashed their wrath upon the ork craft.

******

"Well... dat can't be gud..." said Nagosh.

"Thakya, boss obviuz!"

"Sorry, flashgit Gobroz..."

The beams and rounds hit the small ship and it plummeted towards Carridia's surface.

Not gud.