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Chapter 7 ~ Keep Your Friends Close and then trying to figure out the other dude,

There was another meeting of Commanders, Assistant Commanders, and Heads of Squadrons, this time about the death of their leader.

"THOSE STUPID ASIANS WHAT DID THEY THINK THEY WERE DOING KILLING HAYMITCH OF ALL PEOPLE!"

"WE NEED TO CALL OFF THE ALLIANCE! IF THEY HAVE NO PROBLEM WITH KILLING OUR LEADER THEY'LL HAVE NO PROBLEM KILLING US!"

"THOSE ASIANS DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THEY WERE GETTING THEMSELVES INTO, KILLING HAYMITCH LIKE THAT!"

"THEY'RE GOING TO KILL US IN OUR SLEEP! WE NEED TO GET RID OF THEM BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!"

"HEY! SHUT IT!" yelled Sinatalla. "Before we do anything else we need a new leader! It's got to be someone who has experience, and lots of it, who know's what he's doing-"
"Or she," Johanna interrupted.

"-And who will remain loyal to the cause above all."

"First, let's decide who's going to take the place of the Commander who gets promoted," Finnick reminded everybody. "Achilles, you're going to be promoted to Commander. Sidniay she's been promoted to Assistant commander and later someone can tell Thomas that he has been promoted to Head of Squadron 5,"

After that there was a short silence, then almost everyone in the room laughed. Finnick said, "Umm guys what's so funny?" Which just made everyone laugh more.

"Well it's pretty obvious who our next leader's going to be." Aspen said. "And for once I don't mean myself!"

"Me? No hahaha guys noooooo I don't think that would work..."

"You're the obvious choice," Sinatalla pointed out.

"And we can tell the cooks to make a nice big dinner of Hairy Beef Legs with Fish Guts in honor of our new leader," Sabarina said.

"Did someone say Hairy Beef Legs with Fish Guts?" AAlilian walked into the room. Aspen and Sabarina lit up like Christmas trees.

"Oh my...Is that my Sabarina?" AAlilian started to cry and ran up to hug her. "You've gotten older..."

"So what are you doing here?" Aspen asked.

"Li-wu called me in to make durable clothes for you people to wear in the war!" AAlilian said. At the mention of the name Li-wu jeers started to go up about traitorism and murderer. The trust between the Asians and the rebels had shattered.

"This is evil, Valler. It's really cruel... but we like it."

He'd done it again. It was really the only thing he knew how to do, at least know how to do right. Inventing Mutts.

Actually, inventing in general. He had been pleased to see almost everyone with one of his Translators. Of course, they didn't know why he had invented them in the first place, and he hoped they never would. It had been so President Snow could talk to the Romanians and make deals and agreements with them.

But this Mutt... It was one of his best. He called it the Morphing Warrior. It was a pretty lame name, he knew, but he'd think of a cooler one to put on the patent.

The mutt was roughly the shape of a large bull, and it had wings that had black and white feathers that were sharp to the touch and gave off poisonous gases, the body was coated with shining electric blue scales, and it smelled distinctly of pesticide.

"But... why pesticide?"

"Because we need a plant killer around here to get rid of all the roses."

Chapter 8 ~ A Term of Great Respect

Shark always wanted to know something. Could he communicate with his muttations? He was wondering about this when he saw...Pikachu. Shark smiled and grabbed Pikachu be the tail. Shark got shocked 10 times and his hair was singed when he let go.

"So how do I do this? I created the thing..." He thought of something he reached with rubber gloves and tried to grab the thing...and completely failed. He had his face slammed to the ground as Pikachu jumped over the defeated Shark Valler. 1-0 electric mouse.

He could see Lo Mein looking at him. Not in disgust or hatred, but in thought. He sat down and spoke in his language, "그래서 피카추를 잡을까? 그럼 당신은 그물에 음식이나 수도로 유혹 수 있습니다. 당신은이 자던 곳을보고 아름다움을 포착 할 수 있어요!"

"That is an idea...but what about the shocks?" he started to comb his hair, "Those are painful."

"True, but if we could get a rubber bag..."

"Not going to work I made it with the move Iron Tail. That move can cut through most metals."

"꿰매다!"

"Wow so how am I..."

"So how am I... What?"

"Oh I want to communicate with my Mutts! To give them orders, control them, etcetera."

"To connect with your mutts," Lo-chi said.

"Umm what do you mean? They are mutts! They don't have...Oh wait," Shark realized something. He had made them as real as possible... and that means he gave them...

Minds and feelings. Emotions and hearts. Love and Hate. Crap, sometimes it pays to be smart.

"If you want to order them they you will have to earn their trust and with the mutts you make...that is going to be very hard."

They went off to find that PIKACHU! They snuck up behind it and cornered it. 2-0 Electric Mouse.

They trapped it in a net. 3-0 Electric Mouse. They tried to lure it with food. Pikachu do not like spinach. 4-0 Electric Mouse.

"I told you to use Chocolate chip cookies, but NOOOO SPINACH!" Lo-chi said sighing.

"Hey I like spinach!" Shark said grabbing a leaf off the floor and stuffing it in his mouth. A shock went up his spine and he crumpled.

"Shark?! What happened?" Lo-chi asked.

"That Pikachu's static electricity happened...IT WENT THROUGH THAT LEAF!" Shark murmured.

"Spinach is not good for you I repeat," Lo-chi said no hint of a smile on his face, but Asians were trained not to show emotion.

"무서운 사람" someone said walking past Shark. Shark had put his translator in his room because it would short-circuit if it got shocked.

"What does that mean?" he asked Lo-chi.

"It is a term of great respect," Lo-chi said still hiding his emotions. You could read the confusion on Shark's face.

"Anyway we need Pikachu!" They tried to lasso it, 5-0 Electric Mouse. They made a large trap that would grab it. Pikachu walked by it. 6-0 Electric Mouse.

"Why don't we just ask it?" Lo-chi asked.

"That's dumb...bet you?" Shark said.

"얼마예요?" Lo-chi asked. Shark had picked up some Asian and he replied,

"9,000₩," Shark said and Lo-chi whistled.

"Well that's a pretty penny right out of your pocket!" Lo-chi saw Pikachu nibbling on a cookie.

"나 한테 부탁을 들어 주 시겠어요?" Lo-chi asked. Pikachu stared then nodded.

"Грошы, калі ласка," Lo-chi said smiling. Shark handed over the money.

Shark spent the entire night working with Pikachu and when the clock struck 3:23 AM...

"I'm done! Pikachu say something!"

"Pi-pikua-pichu-pi-pi-pi-chu-pika," Pikachu said yawning.

"Wow umm ok..." Shark said looking at the translator screen that said... Why did you keep me up all night? I could have been sleeping! Do you have cookies? If you don't I WILL shock you, and your food.

"I don't have any cookies..." ZZAAAPPPPP! Shark for the rest of the day smelled like fried chicken. The good thing was Lo-chi and Shark had made good ends.