"See" said Tex as she was pointing down to the reds "Their down there messing with the radio."
"So that's what their doing." said Church with a hand on his chin.
"Yeah" said Tex with her eyes narrowed "they must be plotting something."
"Or maybe their trying to listen to the radio" said Taylor.
"I know plotting when I see it kid. That's plotting" said Tex.
"Maybe their scheming." said Tucker.
"No scheming looks different, that's definitely plotting. Their gonna try something." said Tex.
"How is scheming and plotting different?" Neon asked out loud. I then pulled out my tablet and started to type in 'the difference between scheming and plotting'. I information everyone that plotting is a secret plan while scheming is an act of revenge.
"Why?" said Tucker "I already told them Red and Blue are the same, it's all a conspiracy."
"And I told you that's not true." said Church "Vic just made it up to confuse us."
"That just means he's part of the conspiracy."
"But he's the one that told you Red and Blue are the same."
"Exactly." replied Tucker, knowingly
"Wait are, are you talking about a conspiracy that Red and Blue are the same, or a conspiracy that Red and Blue are different?
"Exactly.
"You just keep saying exactly, do you have a theory or don't you?"
"Look" said Tex as she stood up "I don't care about Red or Blue. All I know, is that those guys are up to something down there."
"Maybe they're planning to use the radio to beam secret messages to the fillings in my teeth." said Tucker as he pointed to his mouth.
"Secret messages about what!?" yelled Church
"Exactly." Tucker repeated
"They are probably trying to tune in to the distress signal they heard on the radio." Caboose called out from the doorway behind us.
"What makes you say that?" asked Neon, as me and the others turned around.
"Oh, I know all the details." Caboose replied "They were in their car, the Boss Hogg, when Simmin, heard a distress signal, on, the radio, and Gruff was in the back seat. With a monkey."
"Hmm, I'm gonna go out on a limb here and assume that some of that is wrong." Tucker muttered.
"How do you know all this Caboose?" Church asked
"Andy told me." Caboose answered.
"Andy, who's Andy?" Church tuned back to Tucker "Are you, are you Andy?"
"I'm not Andy, I'm Tucker." he replied.
"Not, I know, what's your first name?"
"Lavernius."
"Lavernius, well then who's this Andy g-" Church stopped and tuned to Tucker again "wait a second... are you black?"
"Me?"
"Yeah."
"Does it matter?"
"No. I'm just curious."
"Well if it doesn't matter then why are you curious?"
"I don't know," said Church sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head "I guess that's just something I should have picked up on after all this time."
Tucker scowled at him folded his arms "You know what else you should have picked up on? My fucking first name!"
"This isn't about who knows who's first name," I stated "its about who told Caboose this."
"She's right," Neon agreed "We can't stand around arguing, even if its part of our charm." Neon then went up to Caboose and asked, "So, who is Andy?"
"Oh, sorry where are my manners." said Caboose "He's over here." Caboose took off with Tucker, Chi, Tex, and Taylor following after.
"Hey, Church." called Neon as he stopped "You coming."
"Na, go on." said Church "I'm gonna go talk to Gary."
"Oh, I'll come with." I said as I sped walked up to him.
Church gave a shrug and said, "Might as well."
A gave a whistle for Pascal and called out, "Pascal, come." Pascal gave a huge flap of his wings and landed on my shoulder. Along the way we heard a little bit of the conversation between Caboose and the others. Having no time to ask what's going on we pushed on. We eventually made it to the generator room to have a talk with 'Gary'.
"Gary, I need you to tell me some more about the Alien race that needs Tucker's sword." said Church.
"I DO NOT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THEM." Gary replied.
"You don't know anything about the Aliens that programmed you?" I asked going along with the act.
"I'M SORRY BUT WHO IS THIS?" asked Gary.
"Oh, yeah," said Church realizing we haven't met "Gary this is Maddie. Maddie this is Gary."
"HELLO."
"Hey."
"ANYWAY, ANSWERING YOUR QUESTION YOUNG LADY YOU ARE CORRECT. INSTEAD THEY FILLED ALL MY MEMORY BANKS WITH INFORMATION ABOUT THE GREAT DESTROYER AND HIS RACE."
"You mean Humans?" asked Church.
"THAT IS NOT WHAT THEY CALL YOU, BUT CORRECT."
"Why, what do they call us?"
"SHISNO."
"That's an insult, isn't it."
"PERHAPS THIS CAN BE BEST EXPLAINED IN THE FORM OF A KNOCK KNOCK JOKE."
Church gave an annoyed sigh.
"KNOCK KNOCK"
"Who's there."
"YOU ARE."
"You are who."
"YOU ARE A DIRTY DIRTY SHISNO. HA HA HA."
Alright, what does it mean?
WHAT IS THE MOST FOUL-SMELLING ANIMAL ON YOUR PLANET?
"Uhm, a skunk." Church replied then frowned "Wait so Shisno means skunk?"
"NOT EXACTLY. DOES A SKUNK DEFAECATE?"
"Yes..."
"AND DOES THE SKUNK'S DEFECATION IN TURN PRODUCE ITS OWN EXCREMENT?"
"Ew, no!"
THEN THERE IS NO EQUIVALENT FOR SHISNO IN YOUR LANGUAGE."
"Gross." I said disgusted.
"LIKE YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE."
I then decided to ask about the bomb. "Hey, does that bomb ever talk to you?"
"THE BOMB? NO, NEVER."
"Yeah, I didn't think so," Church chuckled.
"I wouldn't be so sure." I muttered.
"ANDY AND I ARE NOT ON SPEAKING TERMS RIGHT NOW."
"Yeah. There it is." I chuckled.
Church's face fell. "Wait, Andy?"
"CORRECT," Gary replied "HE IS KIND OF A JERK."
"I'm not the jerk," yelled a new irradiated voice (predicted to be Andy) "your the jerk, jerk!"
"THAT WAS VERY RUDE." said Gary with an insulted tone in his voice as me and Church whirled around at the new voice.
"Ah, shut up ya Shisno!" the voice retorted.
I gave out a sigh and responded with, "Touchy."