Chapter Four: eine Riese machen
Hige sat up and yawned. A rather large snot bubble emnated from Tsume's nose.
"Gross," muttered the chubby wolf. It was just then he noticed that he was in an odd place. "Where am I? He shook Tsume's body roughly.
"Go away tubby," he growled, half asleep. Hige was about to wake up Kiba when Toboe and a short, red haired kid walked into the room.
"Hey! Hige! You're awake!" exclaimed Toboe, waving his hand.
"Who's he?" questioned Hige, pointing at the kid.
"He's Tomo Hiragizawa. He saved our lives."
Tomo spoke up, "With help from pops, of course. Hey, go ahead and wake up the others. I'll get our breakfast."
"What is this?" questioned Tsume, poking a block of green jelly that was on his plate.
"That is food," replied Tomo.
"Mloid to be exact. Developed in laboratory I worked in by a close friend," informed Cher, "It also comes two other flavors."
Blue put a scoop of sky blue jelly into her mouth. She nearly vomited.
"It's like plastic mixed with caviar," she declared.
"Mine's not too bad," said Hubb, eating a block of orange jelly with his fingers, 'It's kind of….meaty tasting….like a hot dog."
"You got the processed mystery animal meat," Cher notified. Hubb spat the jello out onto his plate. The intercom turned on, interrupting everyone's meal.
"Enemy ships sighted! Man battle stations!"
"Sorry, guys, gotta go!" declared Tomo, leaping up from his seat. He dashed out the room in a mad hurry.
"What's going on?" panicked Toboe.
"To tell you the truth I don't know either," Hige whispered into his friend's ear. Then, the whole ship shook, sending everyone flying across the room. The intercom came to life again.
"Attention all hands on deck! Report to your battle stations!"
"Battle stations? Where do we go?" gasped Blue, perplexed.
"Follow me!" said Toboe.
"Why should we follow you, runt?" interrogated Tsume.
"Because Tomo showed me around the ship, that's why!" the runt snapped back. Having no further explanation, the group ran out of the room, trailing behind Toboe.
From his shooting turret, Kiba spotted some aircraft. They were definitely Darcia's all right; the black color and many guns gave them away.
"How do I work this thing?" Tsume grumbled.
"Attention!" crackled the intercom," Bring down the enemy ships! The grey joystick in middle allows you to rotate the guns. On top is a red button. This is your firing button! Training session over!"
"Alright, seems easy enough." Tsume set his sights on a black ship, and held down the red button. Blue streams of energy shot from the turret's guns, sending the nearest enemy ship down in flames.
"Score!" mumbled Tsume happily, enjoying his new job.
Darcia looked out of his plane's window. "Surely the wolves did not survive…"
End of chapter four