"You know, this looks like it could do some damage. Whee!" Lash then went on exploring the advanced alien science behind the Beat Hazard device.
It was the first day that all of the Wars World CO's were out of their planet. Random rocks drift outside the oxygenated bunker where Abrgnjgftgebthynujymh and its family let them kindly stay, after abducting them first. Lash was already up tinkering with the alien weapon known as the Beat Hazard device, while Sonja was snooping around inspecting the shower looking for hidden cameras. Nell and Grit were chatting in the living room at the coffee table; now that the squabbles between Orange Star and Blue Moon were literally very far away from them now, perhaps they could reconnect without all the fuss of jingoistic politics and now be more open to each other, as they once were.
While the two were warming up to each other after all the winters they had warred before, the other commanders were watching Grimm scarf down the doughnuts the aliens had just cooked for breakfast.
"Er, Grimm, ever wondered where those doughnuts came from?" Sensei asked his friend.
"Dunno, don't care. They're doughnuts!"
Adder and Flak were watching as well. Noticing that his fellow deserter-CO was beginning to drool on Colin's cap (thankfully the kid didn't notice), he then motioned to Flak, as if to whisper something. "You know, doughnuts are tasty. Why should he be eating them all? No, YOU should be eating them all..."
Flak's face straightened up, then turned towards Grimm and the doughnuts, and suddenly grabbed the plate. In addition, he also bit the doughnut Grimm was holding up to his mouth, and then sneered. "MINE! All mine!"
"Hey, what's the big idea? Were you picking a rumble with me lad? Then let's rock!" Grimm said while standing up, cracking his knuckles and his fat neck.
The other commanders then held back the two, with Max grabbing Flak's arms while Kanbei draws his sword, holding it against them. Eagle and Sami each grasped one of Grimm's arms while Drake stood in front of the smiling Grimm. Adder snickered.
Grimm then loosened his tension, as the commanders released him. He then pointed a finger at Adder "You, thin pale guy in the back, if you want to get some meat on your bones, you could've asked for donuts."
"Hey, nobody talks like that to my friend!" Flak raged, as Max nearly lost his grip.
Kindle was nearby, admiring the avant-garde designs of the aliens' house. Noticing the commotion at the kitchen (she's too posh to cook though), she looked behind her at the brawl and snidely remarked "Adder, did you have friends?"
The Allied CO's tried to stifle their laughter, but could not. Even Hawke smiled at the remark. Adder frowned at her. Jugger also shook as if laughing inside its giant spherical casing. "Awkwardness level over 9000. Very witty madam."
"Er, I don't get it. What's so funny?" Flak wondered.
Grit looked at the poor dim-witted ape-guy. "You don't get it? It's okay...with a mind like yours it's amazing that your units could hit the broad side of a barn. Say, do you know where doughnuts come from, big guy?"
Flak was taken aback by the question. He never though about that, or anything much really. "Uh, er, the donut animal?"
Grit twitched his eyebrow. "Strange, I was expecting that answer to be from Andy. Where's the kid by the way?"
Andy, as usual, was asleep. It was, after all, just breakfast. Not even the sound of artillery could wake him up until it was lunch.
"Man, you popped membranes or what? Donuts no matter how down or out it is don't come from animals, they're from plants. You fool, or just busted lightbulbs?" Needless to say, that was Jake's not-so-English explanation.
"Er, so donuts come from...vegetables?" After three seconds of furious mental analysis, marked by furrows on Flak's helmet-obscured forehead, he continued. "Yuck. I don't like vegetables. Here, you can have the donuts." Flak then put the plate of doughnuts on the table, and everybody else got one. Except for Kindle, who would not dare stain her nails with such poor-peoples' food.
Suddenly red lightbulbs popped out from the ceiling as the rang. Abrgnjgftgebthynujymh looked at the lights, and exhaled some grayish-blue smoke. "Oh no, it's the Yor!"