Chapter 3
"Zagnut, Wadya think append ere den?" The two ork scavengers were sifting through the wreckage of what appeared to be a ship crash. "Ow da bloody ell should I know?" Zagnut was shorter than the other and had a red and blue checked flag protruding from his pack. The other of the two was sporting an impressive display of weaponry, he even had several shin gold teeth protruding from his large mouth. "Well der aint no survivors dats for sure" Stated Zagnut Presumptuously. "Dats a right shame, saves us the fun o' killin im ourselves!" They guffawed heartily untill they heard a slight rustle in the bushes. "Wha was zat?" The Ork inquired. "You go take alooksee." Zagnutt tentatively approached the bush, choppa in hand and a curious look in his eye.
The Hulk slowly emerged and drew up to his full height towering above the orks by a good few feat. Zagnut scampered back to his buddy and took in the towering green giant. The Hulk looked confused. "Is he an Ork?" "Well". Zagnutt replied "He looks like an Ork". The Hulk cocked his head questioningly. "Hulk, smash?" "He even talks like one!" "Hulk smash!" The Hulk leaped forward excitably grabing the squealing Ork in one hand and flailing him about like a rag doll. Zagnut, seemingly oblivious to the imminent threat, was beside himself with laughter as blood and bits of his friend's brain splattered his face.
As the hulk realised that he was now holding onto a pulverised lump, he dropped the lump of Ork and turned to face Zagnutt. "You's is a right laugh you is!" The Hulk smiled deviantly. "Come back wiv me ta camp and well get ya suited up real noice. You've got teef aint ya?" The Hulk frowned. "Teef?" The Hulk looked down and picked up the mangled remains of the Orks jaw. "Teef!" "Dat's da stuff! And we'll soon get you more of dat! Come on den, and bring da teef wid ya."
The Hulk followed Zagnutt as they made their way through the woods to the Ork encampment to the. Zagnutt wasn't the biggest of all the orks, but he might be the most 'cunnin'. As they walked he was already scheming a plan. Becuase Mork had sent him this gift and sure as Zog wasn't going to let it go to waste.
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