"All right, idiots! In our absence, I'll appoint our deputy!" Hopper shouted.
The grasshoppers blinked incomprehensibly. Hopper pressed an acorn helmet on Chili's head.
"But I'm the vice president, Hopper..." Molt said.
"Yeah? Well, the only problem with that is I need a deputy who can think." Hopper patted her daughter's head with smiling. "Mom and I are coming soon. Kick their ab, sweetheart."
The grasshoppers didn't want to believe the situation at first, but after Hopper and Pin's testicle twisting look, they turned fast to Chili.
Chili saluted militarily to her parents, then she begin to shout to the men.
"Okay, Gang! ATTENTION!"
The little one had a thin voice, but she had the same stern tone as her father. Strict and intolerance. The grasshoppers stood as straight as if they were swallowing stakes.
"You guys think you're tough?!" she paced back and forth in front of them. "Well, you're NOT! In the absence of the boss, I have the rank of vice president! There will be those who don't survive..." she whispered dramatically for all to hear.
"Are you alright, honey...?" Pin asked.
"My little bullet..." proud Daddy tears.