“Ok Red, what do we got?” GrubFlap asked. “1 working banshee, 1 crashed hornet, 1 time machine, and 1 drop pod.” Red responded. “That’s the extent of our vehicles?” GrubFlap asked indignantly. “Well, I think I saw a Destiny jump ship back in the back of the room, but essentially yes.” Red said. GrubFlap sighed. Slapstick Diesel walked up behind him. “I rounded up everyone I could find.” She said. GrubFlap looked at the crowd. He saw several brutes, a few flood, an elite, a few Gallery members, a few CoD figures, a warlock, a Spartan, and evil Angelica. That, plus those milling about the hornet made... “29 figures.” GrubFlap muttered. “Do we have a plan sir?” Butch asked. GrubFlap nodded and had Diesel boost him up to the top of a large bucket. He addressed the crowd. “Listen guys! I realize that you are a little shaken right now, but most of you have been through a move before, and know we can handle it.” He said. “Now this room seems relatively safe, so I want this to be our main base of operations.” He pointed at the Elite. “Trasov. I want you to take the banshee and go scout the other rooms.” Trasov nodded and walked towards the banshee. “Brutes, do the same but on the ground.” The Brutes grunted and began to form squads. “Native-14. Grab a couple people and go check to see if that jump ship is intact.” The warlock bowed and started to pick people to go with him. “Angus, keep working on that time machine.” Angus saluted. “Aye sir!” He said. “The rest of you, let’s see if we can fix this hornet.” They all began their respective tasks. Angelica appeared behind GrubFlap. “Nice rally speech. What should I do?” GrubFlap sighed. “I guess do whatever you want?” Angelica cheered. “I’m really good at that!” And with that she just disappeared.
“This is going to be a looong few weeks.” GrubFlap said.
“This is going to be a looong few weeks.” GrubFlap said.