The colonel sat only half listening to the recounting the situation and its unfolding. Mentally he thought to himself if ever he got bored with the comic relief he had here. He could always watch his son's team fall into shambles over a tiny lizard.
Col. Cronus swung his feet off the edge of the desk, from where he had been propped up and reading someone's report.
"Mudpuppy, Hellbender?" Ok so now they had definitely sparked his interest. The twins shrugged and glanced at each other.
"Hellbender?" He inquired again as he rubbed at his chin.
"Considered a mythical creature, they are also known as devil dogs and snot otters." Major Maelstrom said as he slowly closed the thread bare tome he had been flipping through.
"So what did she do to him this time? And please don't tell me she is begging Anderson to send him through boot camp."
"Sir she was wielding a broom."
The colonel thought a moment of a visual image of a very pissed off Swan wielding anything and decided that was enough said. "Never mind, I am sure we will find out soon enough."
"So what was it?"
"What was what sir?"
"The lizard, was it a salamander, mudpuppy, or a Hellbender?"
There were two different answers at the same time. "Mudpuppy / spotted salamander. Sir."