THIS is why my other stories are relevant.
LET TEH SPLODEY BEGIN!
Festus strapped the canna-palt to his arm. 'You don't have guns?' he asked the two penguins playing with weapons in the back.
'Guns are boring,' replied Torren. 'And our weapons don't need ammo.'
Tydus waddled over to a firediscus and threw it at Festus.
Festus caught the discus, not fazed door the flames that erupted out of it.
'The invasion is TOMORROW,' complained Festus. 'Grab your weapons and vehicles and stop messing around.'
'Who died and made u Prime Minister,' whined Torren as he picked up a bunch of Chatterheads.
They had finished picking their weapons, and went out to the hangar to find a vehicle.
Festus immediatley picked ATMT-56, a square cabine with cannons on the wings, and huge fire-thrusters on the back.
'This just SCREAMS brand hazard,' zei Festus with a sly grin.
A small little zeehond, seal was waddling toward his preferred vehicle, and Festus set brand to his hair.
'MINE.' he yelled.
Torren picked a ATMT-AV, that looks like a stealth bommenwerper with a eagle head for a cockpit, and solawings for propulsion.
Tydus went toward the Pigon, a elongated piggy with automaton wings.
'Oh, yeah,' zei Festus.
'I think we're ready.'
No, there was no SPLODEYS in this story, but there will be.