Chapter 3: Pioneer, Sky Jockey is here!

As we continue the story, Conker fell asleep thinking about the Jets that flew across the night sky. Conker later finds about the true story…

Chapter 3: Pioneer, Sky Jockey is here!

Conker's eyes slowly drifted open, yawning of a good well sleep. " Ahh, What a good well sleep, no disturbance during my shut-eye. Yup! Fantastic!" Conker stood up and opened the huge curtain behind his silky red bed. There stood a huge heavenly clear window, which stroke out dim orange and yellow beams, beaming against his room. Conker's eyes glistened from the sunrise's glittering beams. "Seems like a nice to go out for a beer". Then remembered, The Grunt was to visit him afterwards. Conker yawned in relaxation and headed his way towards his throne were it was kept." Why were those Army jets soaring above the sky?" He thought, as he cautiously walked to his throne.

With hands against his back, the guards knew Conker was thinking something questionably. Conker walked back and forth, thinking and questioning himself the same thing over and over. " Why were they there? There must be a freakin explanation…"

"Sire?" The tall guard asked cautiously. " Is something wrong?"

" Why? Why were they there?" Conker asked himself.

" You stupid twat! What did you do know that made him think so much?!" asked the other guard.

" He seems to have a problem." He continued and asked Conker. " Sire, do you need Milk Of Magnesia?" The round one turned and faced the idiotic guard.

" DOES IT LOOK LIKE HE DOES JACKARSE?! " Responded the other.

Conker sat on his throne tapping his fingers against the glossy golden armrest.

"Sire, you didn't put your royal crown."

Conker ignored the two and continued on to his thinking.

" There you go my lord" as one of the guards placed his crown above their master.

" Were going to have a visitor today…" Conker explained.

Both guards turned. "A visitor?"

" Yes, better be in good behavior or else…" Conker warned.

The tall one wanted to know what the "Else" means…He didn't want to wait.

" Or else what Sire?"

The fat weasel smacked the stupidly tall weasel. " SHUT UP! You don't want to give him any ideas!"

" Oh… your right."

Conker's tapping against his armrest became more and more rapid…

" I believe we should shut our fucking cunts, just like our lord would say to us when we're getting in his bloody nerves…" Said the round one in a trebling voice.

Conker faced the two gossiping weasels and finally spoke. " You guys…"

"Yes my LORD!" Responded the two.

" Just go near the entrance and check if the visitor will be coming soon…"

" Yes, my… lord…" Both guards bowed and commanded.

Conker rolled his eyes. Tapping and tapping his fingers rapidly made him impatient to know what happened the other night. " Argh! I can't take this anymore! Somebody just has to tell me what the hell happened yesterday! DOESN'T THE KING HAVE TO HEAR WHATS HAPPENING ALL AROUND HERE!?" he shouted. Suddenly, he heard braying on the door. " "Ah, that must be him… ANSWER IT YOU ASSES!" But the braying continued momentarily. " "HEY! I SAID ANSWER IT YOU LAZY ASS GUARDS!" he shouted. Still, the braying continued.

" Why in the hell do I have to answer it myself?" He stood up and quickly walked towards the studding door. Conker yelled across the room " GEE THANKS SMART ASSES FOR YOUR HELPFUL HANDS!" When Conker reached the door, the guards weren't even there…

" SORRY MY LORD!" yelled back one of the guards across the room.

" WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DONG THERE!?" The door brayed and brayed. " I'm comin, I'm comin…" He swiftly opened the door.

" Wow, I guess braying on the door is better besides knocking aye Conker?" The Grunt asked respectively.

Conker rolled his eyes. " Tsh, Tell me about it!"

Both squirrels entered the room. "Whoa! Nice hang out, all yours?" asked The Grunt surprisingly.

Conker rubbed his hands. " Heh Heh, ALL mine…"

" She's a beauty!" Responded the other.

The door silently shut behind them. The Grunt had many questions to ask King Conker, but he asked only one.

" Don't you ever get bored being alone here Conker?"

" Nah" Conker replied. " I have two guards which they always seem to make Asses out of themselves."

The Grunt looked up. " Heh, I know how you feel… But you seem to have it worse them me, no offence sire…"

Conker shook his head and rolled his eyes. " Psh, no need to say such thing…"

Both chaste Squirrels sat on a cushioned bench, comfortable cushion on every spot.

"Cheeses Christ! You've got really nice things here!" The Grunt said cheeringly.

Conker laid back with hands behind his head and sighed." A king has his own belongings that some can never afford."

"True…very true…" said the other.

Then Conker remembered what he was about to ask. The one question he matters the most.

" Hey General, Can I ask you something?"

" Sure! No problem! What's in your mind?"

Conker stood still and finally asked. "Well, when I was coming home from The Cock and The Plucker, I heard a sudden noise above me, and when I noticed, they were six Army jets soaring above the sky. Do you know why they were there?" Then awkward silence filled the room. The Grunt thought for a moment and remembered…

" Ah! That! Yes, I know why exactly why those were soaring above the sky…" Replied the General.

Conker sat straightly with ears perked up. "Well…Why?" He asked eagerly.

" There's no need to worry about, they were just practicing airlift!

Conker sighed in relief. "For a second there, I thought a was war coming in!"

" No, no… Just practicing. They need to practice in case a war is coming in before. In fact, right now there still practicing."

Conker grinned, " That's cool…"

The two continued on their chat, until a sudden crash came away from Conker's Castle, Not too far away. Both wondering squirrels quickly stood up and faced each other.

" We've gotta see what's going on out there!" They both exclaimed.

Quickly, the two raced upon the red carpet floor, towards the door. Conker opened it with eager hands and both stood outside still…very still…

" What was… THAT?!" Conker asked General Grunt.

" I don't think it's a friendly fire that all of a sudden fell out of the sky… Its more to me like a plane crash!" Explained the other.

Smog and smoke filled the air. Conker curiously follows the cloud of smoke were it came from.

" Wait for me Conker!" Shouted The General Grunt. He quickly followed him.

Conker couldn't see were the smoke was coming from. Clouds of dust and smoke filled every corner of oxygen. Then all of a sudden he tripped…

" Ow… Damn rock scum!" He shouted.

"Conker, were are ya?! I can't see – Whoa!!!" Thump he felt he landed on a body.

The smog and smoke clear slowly. Both squirrels can now see the object and figure who caused all the mess. Conker Steadily got up half ways. " ER HRM!" Conker retorted and noticed The Grunt was atop of him.

" Oh! Err sorry Conker! I guess I tripped on you lately before the smog cleared away…" The Grunt said warily.

The two got up from the fall and dusted themselves. A strange figure came towards them…

" Hey guys need a hand?" said the strange figure.

" No we're fine." Conker said gracefully.

" Oh well, why the fuck I'm I talking about! I'm the one who need the helping hand! Ha!" Laughed the strange figure.

The Grunt scratched his chin. " I think I recognize that voice…"

Smog cleared away pace fully, and the resistant figure was shown from clear light.

The strange new squirrel took out his hand. " Hiya, Fellas! Nice to fuckin meet ya! I'm the Sky Jockey, but you can just call me Jockey!"

Conker winced. "Uh, you know this guy General?"

The Grunt smirked. "Yea, he's the 2nd class in my group. He fly's many things, Jets, planes, anything you can think for teleportation that fly's."

Conker smiled and shook the Jockeys hand. " Nice to meet ya Jockey, I'm Conker…well…King Conker…"

" Ah! King Conker! So that's what I've been hearing about!" The Sky Jockey bowed gracefully and kisses the kings hand." Its an honor to meet you my king…"

Conker blinked. " Uh thanks?" He turned towards the General in regret.

The Grunt scratched his head. " We usually consider him AKA Gentlemen…"

" Uh…" Conker shifted his eyes towards him again. " Is he… safe?"

"Safe?"

" Yea… you know…" Conker cocked his head towards the side.

The Grunt finally knew what he meant. " OH! Yes! He's not…um…shall we say crooked... he's straight all right…"

The Sky Jockey cocked his head. " Ha! You think I'm gay! He pointed out. No… Like what Mr. Grunt said AKA Gentlemen."

Conker faced the Jockey. " Well its good being a gentlemen… but" Conker patted Jockeys back. " I prefer better on the ladies… don't you think?"

" Well of course! But king must be honored with respect! Besides, I'm all for the ladies… heh… but I'm an out going squirrel in wild flying skies!" Jockey replied.

The Grunt turned and pointed, " Okay Jocks no need to be interpret now…"

" Okay, okay! So be it… hey like the nickname! It makes me sound like I'm a Jock which I'm not" The Sky Jockey turned towards his damaged flying vehicle and sighed. " Except now that my jets damaged I have no where to go to…"

" Well" Conker began. "I prefer you are welcomed to stay in for a while Jocks, if you don't mind. I have lots and lots of room in my- shall we say CAS-T-LE. Besides, Your two are in the same group right?"

The Grunt turned towards the Sky Jockey. " I guess we are… I think it'll be fine for him to stay for a while till he get his new flying vehicle…"

" FUCK – TASTIC! Thanks general!" The Sky Jockey gave the friendly hug to General.

" Uh, Jocks? No need to be sentimental…" Quickly backs away.

Conker cringed " yea, just as long as he keeps away from me…"

" Nah don't worry, I wont do that anymore!" The Jockey exclaimed.

The three gradually walked in Conker's Castle.

" HOLY FUCKING NUTS! THIS PLACE IS FUCKING INCREDIBLE!" Yapped Jockey.

Conker turned." Uh, Thanks for your utterly spoken words there Jocks…"

" No problem! I have many more!"

" I think it'll be enough for the day wouldn't IT Jocks?!" Snapped General Grunt.

The Sky Jockey saluted. " SIR YES SIR!"

" Very well then."

" So now I've met 2 classes right?" Conker asked.

The Grunt Responded." Indeed, you'll be meeting 4 more maybe unexpectedly like this Jockster."

The General looked out the window and noticed it was getting late. " Well, I'd better get going before the dark strikes outside…"

" Aww come on Sir! Stay a little longer! This place is so fucking great! How can you resist that?" Said the Jockster.

" No I don't think that would be necessary to do so…"

Conker noticed how much the Sky Jockey wanted The Grunt to stay. He rolled his eyes and sighed. " General, I'd believe you can stay here for a while too if you agree…"

The General paused for a second. " Conker are you kidding me? I have lots of things- well…you said we get our own rooms for a while right?"

" Yup, you can"

" Just for a day that's all I can take…. I have to take charge of the army reentry…"

" Good…choose any room up stairs BESIDES my room!" Warned Conker.

Both Squirrels Saluted and left to choose their rooms. Conker sighed and thought were the Guards were…

" I almost forgot! Those two assheads haven't been around here for a while… where the hell could they be?"

Then a yells echoed from the Weapon room…

I hope you enjoyed Chapter 3! Stay tuned for Chapter 4! Chapter 4: The three Squirrelmateers! Please R&R! J