Don't own Zoids. This chapter is way crazier than the others.
DarkMetalist: What makes this chapter craziest?
Raven: You don't have a sense of comparison do you?
This chapter is craziest because the things happen here that don't happen in Zoids; and no I don't.
DarkMetalist: Isn't that what fanfiction is for?
Raven: No, duh genius.
Chapter 6
Anti-Papaya Weapon
Conference room:
"Is everyone who is conscience here?" Colonel Herman asked.
"Roll call!" shouted everyone.
"Van! Fiona! Irvine! Moonbay! Thomas! Colonel Herman! Captain O'Connell! Dr. D!"
"Dr. D! When did you get here?" Moonbay inquired.
"I parachuted from one of my frog blimps about 10 minutes ago." Dr. D replied and gave one of his crazy laughs.
"Right. Let's start this briefing shall we?" started Colonel Herman "As you all know, the flying papaya was destroyed by Van."
"Whoo Van, you're our hero!" shouted some fan girls.
Everyone else turned around to see the girls. Van gave a big smile and waved.
"Those girls. They're trying to take my Van!" Fiona thought.
"Hey! This is a private meeting for Zoids characters only." O'Connell stated.
"Conscience ones." Irvine added.
"Correct, so even though you girls are conscience, you are not Zoids characters. Now I suggest you leave."
"Awww" they left in single file, into a television set to the other side of reality.
"Back to the task at hand." started a very irritated Colonel Herman "From our external cameras we can see that there are several small papayas attacking the base."
Everyone stared at the view screen to see the baby flying papayas hovering in the air; throwing themselves at the base as a form of attack.
"They are so cute!" said Fiona.
"Fiona, they are trying to attack the base. I don't think cute is the best word to use." said Van.
Then, the pictures snowed out.
"I think we need better surveillance cameras." stated Thomas.
"We'll get those, after we figure out how to get rid of all the papayas." said O'Connell.
"I have an idea! How about we just have Van go out there and start slicing the papayas up into bits and pieces with his knife." said Moonbay.
"No way! I'm not going out there, there are way too many for me to take out on my own. Remember what happened the last time I sliced the papayas?"
"Uh Van, technically this applies now." Thomas said.
"It doesn't matter! The result was the same; the papaya's seeds will just grow into more!"
"Then we will follow you with flame throwers and burn the little suckers down!" Irvine suggested getting an evil glint in his eye.
"Oww, stupid evil glint!"
"No, there is a problem with that. There are just too many papayas to hunt and burn." stated Thomas.
Dr. D finally got a word into the discussion. "I have an idea!"
"Dr. D, what do you suggest we do?" Colonel Herman asked.
"I have been developing this new weapon. It uses microwaves as ammunition. What a microwave does is it sends out well, electromagnetic waves at high frequencies, which cause the water particles in anything to start vibrating violently. The friction from this violent vibrating produces heat. And the heat cooks the food, or in this case, blows up the papayas with steam from the heated water."
After this "simplified" scientific explanation, there was a stare of confusion from everyone (except Thomas) in the conference room.
"I followed everything you said, but I only understood the part about blowing up the papayas." said Irvine.
"If you had only studied technology, you would understand." said Thomas.
"But I didn't understand much either Thomas; what does that make me?" Fiona asked.
"You are an ancient Zoidian Fiona, that makes you exempt from this discussion."
"Oh, whatever you say Thomas."
Dr. D walked over to a panel and pushed a button. The entire wall fell revealing a secret storage space.
"Here are the weapons." Dr. D started to hand out the microwave weapons. "Oh wait Van, since you are supposed to be the hero, you get this BIG gun."
Van took the gun and examined it.
"Now to fire this weapon, just point it at the target and hold down the trigger for a couple of seconds. This collects the microwaves into a sphere that could be fired. And if you happen to point it at the incorrect target..." Dr. D looks at Irvine aiming the gun backwards into the air and the correct end at Thomas' head "the delay gives you chance to..DUCK THOMAS!"
Thomas ducks and the microwave ball just barely misses his head.
"Whew, anyway you have a chance to point it somewhere else." finished Dr. D.
"Hey, watch where you are pointing that thing!" exclaimed Thomas.
"Uh, sorry Thomas, I wasn't aiming for you." Irvine said.
"Dr. D. Is there any way to bypass the charging sequence and just shoot the microwaves without having it form into a sphere?" Van inquired.
"Of course Van, but you have to know what you are doing, or else you could blow someone's head off." Dr. D gave a stare at Irvine.
"I SAID I WAS SORRY, WHAT ELSE YOU WANT!"
"Anyway I normally wouldn't allow this, but since this is an emergency crisis situation, I could turn the sphere into a beam. In fact I might as well do it for everyone."
Dr. D walked over to everyone and went to the keypads located on the sides. He entered his access code to allow the weapon to bypass the charging sequence and shoot the beam instead of the sphere.
"Alright everyone, let's go out and hunt some papayas!" Colonel Herman said
"YEAH!" came a shout of approval from everyone.
Everyone conscience dispersed into pairs. They had their sectors to take care of and went along their way.
Okay, it's starting to sound not original, but I'm running high and dry on ideas.
DarkMetalist: High and dry on ideas? I wouldn't have thought of half the stuff you think of.
Raven: That's because you are part of his imagination, so you don't get to think.
DarkMetalist: I guess you're right.
Raven: Yeah! Score one for me! dances
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