Dominus walks out of the doors of the hotel he's staying it with a massive trash bag in hand. He spots a man taking a smoke break outside, and walks up to him.
"WHERE CAN I THROW THIS OUT?" Dominus asks in his booming voice, and the man points his thumb over his shoulder.
"Dumpster's out back." he says, and Dominus hauls his bag out behind the hotel. Just as Dominus leaves, the President materializes from thin air in front of the man, having used Universal Collapse to travel here with the rest of the Cabinet.
"You're finished, Obama." The President says, before pulling out his gun and shooting his target right between the eyes. A thud is heard as the body drops to the ground instantly, and the President wipes off his brows, letting out a sigh of relief. "That could've been really bad."
Suddenly, a bit-crunched rendition of the United States national anthem can be heard from the corpse's pocket, and the President takes out the phone inside and answers it, holding up a finger to hush the Cabinet as they all gather around to listen in on the call.
"My fellow Americans, hello. Just calling to check in, I should be arriving on the surface by tomorrow." The unmistakable voice of Obama speaks from the other end. The President's eyes widen in confusion, as he glances between the phone and the dead body on the ground.
"Who is this? Who's speaking on the phone right now?" The President asks.
"I could ask you the same thing. Could you return this phone to Moe, so I may speak to him?"
"Um…Mr. President, we may have a problem." The Vice President speaks in a hushed tone, showing the ID she found in the dead body's wallet, labeling its owner as Moe rather than Obama.
"Hello? Is Moe there?" Obama says, while a panic falls over the President. The President covers up the microphone, whispering back to the Vice President.
"This is not good." The President says.
"Wait, are you saying we killed the wrong guy?" Sigmund, a monstrous individual loosely resembling some kind of sheep or goat, asks, just loud enough to be heard by Obama despite the President's efforts to cover the microphone.
"If I heard what I think I just heard, we may have a serious problem on our hands. Am I to believe that you have killed my brother Moe? I do hope you understand that my entire fleet is closing in on this planet as we speak. You had better explain yourself very quickly." Obama says.
"That was a warning. The same will happen to you if don't back off." The President blurts, shocking the Cabinet. "This planet is mine and mine alone, I don't care that I broke your goddamn terms, the sun needed to be replaced! Maybe if you'd been actually paying attention to your damn Realm, you would've realized that!"
"Uh…you can expect to find my foot up your ass within the next twenty four hours. Goodbye." Obama hangs up the phone.
"It's so fucking over." says Aeternus, the fourth and final member of the President's team, who resembles a moth.
Meanwhile, Stephanus has arrived in Dethe Bestn, and is currently on the phone with Norton 360.
"Yeah, I seem to having some…erm…technical difficulties over here." Stephanus says. Glancing at Critical Afterthought, which is currently bloated and making weird noises.
"Alright, what kind of computer do you have?" Norton asks.
"Well, it's not exactly a computer, it's this little gray guy, but I still think it's got some kinda virus."
"Oh, great, one of these calls." Norton groans.
"Hey Norton, have you seen Mack around?" Bite Fents pops his head into the room as he talks.
"The police showed up and took him away earlier, not sure what for but frankly I don't really care."
"Oh, alright, dibs on all his shit." Bite Fents ducks back out of the room.
"Hey, that's not fair!" Norton hangs up the call, chasing after Bite Fents.
"Hello?" Stephanus shakes the phone as though that will make the call pick back up, and then growls angrily. Suddenly, Critical Afterthought makes a gagging noise, and vomits up an enormous Super-Nuke, the biggest bomb he's ever laid eyes on in his life. While Stephanus is marveling at the glory of the Super-Nuke, he hears the sound of a Geiger counter going haywire, and looks to his side to see Lobus running towards him, having detected the nuke.
"Holy hell! How much for THAT thing?!" Lobus shouts, and Stephanus puts himself between Lobus and the Super-Nuke.
"Not so fast, I just got this thing fair and square, I ain't about to sell it to any old chump." Stephanus says, but when Lobus takes out a massive wad of cold hard cash, Stephanus's demeanor shifts instantly. "Alright, maybe we can make a deal."
"Dude, you have no idea how much I need this thing. I'll double the payment if I have to." Lobus says.
"Deal." Stephanus says, swiping the wad of cash. Lobus hands Stephanus a second set of bills, and embraces the Super-Nuke, while his Geiger counter starts fizzing and smoking due to the effects of his Stand.'
A few hours later, Lobus, having waited for Nightstand and Freeloader Freddy to go to sleep, hauls the Super-Nuke back to the convention center to stow it away in the basement.
"Hey, Lobus, whatcha got there?" Paul asks, startling Lobus.
"YAGH! What are you still doing awake at this hour?!" Lobus whirls around, hiding the massive Super-Nuke behind his skinny body.
"I wanted to use the bathroom but I was scared that the mob was gonna get me if I went alone." Paul confesses. "Can you come with me?"
"Ooooh, sorry, can't help you there. I got a long history with those guys." Lobus says. Suddenly, the clock strikes midnight, and the door to the basement creaks open, a shadowed figure standing in the opening.
"Don't you folks know that it's collection day?" bellows King Scissors, King of Scissors, King of All Scissors.
"AHHHH! IT'S THE MOB!" Paul screams, running away deeper into the basement. Lobus also hollers in fear, hiding away behind the Super-Nuke, while King Scissors starts scouring the convention center to collect all the scissors he can find.