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“That’s a good one, Commander.” Fassad walked up closer to the Chimera. “An order from Master Porky is always definite. You know this.” 

He knew far too well what Porky’s reaction would be, to hearing that they defied his request. Even if it was something as small as taking a day off. If it wasn’t obvious to anyone else, it was obvious to Fassad that Porky didn’t want his Commander to be over-worked. He didn’t want his most prized possession to become ‘ill’ or ‘hurt’ in anyway. So days of rest in between hard work was necessary. 

“For our day of relaxation, I already planned out something for us to do! Nwehehe so come with me, Commander.”

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Fassad walked up to the Commander, a smirk on his face. “Aah! Commander. Good news for you.” He didnt bother to wait for the other to ask, before speaking up again. “Master Porky is allowing you a day of resting. However, I have to stick around with you. Nwehehe! An added bonus, wouldn’t you agree?”

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Porky hacked and coughed in his bed, flinching and thrashing as the force tore at his body. He held up a trembling index finger as he worked- Uno momento.

The poor fellow was in bad shape, anybody could see. Mostly, he slept all day, and only awoke to attend a brief, daily meeting with Pigmask brass, play with his toys, relieve himself and take a bath. Afterwards, he’d shuffle back to his bed, which would stomp back upstairs and hook to the chains which dangled from his ceiling. Porky, on a good day, slept seventeen hours a day, but often or not snoozed for more than twenty.

“It isn’t… what you’ve done,” he rasped, finally recovering, “It’s what you haven’tdone!”

He pointed right at Fassad, leaning forward with his yellow old teeth gritted. He was attempting to look menacing, but only succeeded in looking old and feeble.

After a long, uncomfortable pause, Porky continued; his voice was raspy, and he spoke slowly and deliberately.

“Colonel Moore in Logistics says his men shipped you two hundred and eighty Happy Boxes at the beginning of last month; your report filed on the 31st of said month declared that only twenty-five had been sold, and, as of today, there are reports that you haven’t sold a single this month. Therefor, two hundred and fifty-five Boxes are sitting in storage, waiting for some bumbling Private with a forkliftto destroy them all. Why haven’t you sold them?!”  Porky broke down into a hacking, wretching noise, and spat up some phlegm, directly onto the glass canopy of the mech. He wiped his mouth, and added a threat.

“We made a deal with you, Magypsy. You extend my grip across these islands, and we spare you for last. All we need is somebody who knows PK Love and a hot spring full of my patented serum, and you will be gonzo. Would you rather we pull your needle first instead?”

Fassad listened closely.

Ah. So that’s what this was all about. Those damn happy boxes- having to sell them was a chore. And now that he didn’t have Salsa the monkey around to help lug those heavy things, well. Fassad may have gotten a bit lazy. Of course, he’d never admit something like that to his King. 

Watching Porky, he knew that he should feel threatened. But seeing how weak his highness was only made Fassad stifle a ‘nwehehe’. He took one step closer and bowed his head down for a few moments before speaking up again. “It’s been a bit difficult to persuade those idiot towns people to buy the happy boxes- You don’t need to pull my needle, sir.” That part may have worried the Magypsy a little bit. He wasn’t ready for that time yet, and if he could prevent it from coming sooner, then he would. “But I’ll work twice- no three times as hard to get those happy boxes sold and delivered. By the end of this week!” 

He paused momentarily then. “However, your highness. I have something else that’s concerning me at the moment.”

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Fassad walked up to the Commander, a smirk on his face. "Aah! Commander. Good news for you." He didnt bother to wait for the other to ask, before speaking up again. "Master Porky is allowing you a day of resting. However, I have to stick around with you. Nwehehe! An added bonus, wouldn't you agree?"

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"Master Porky." Fassad entered into the King's room, giving a bow of the head before glancing up at him again. "You called for me? I assure you, whatever it is you think I did wrong, it wasn't my fault." He stated. Now, he wasnt even sure the real reason he was being summoned, but it was much better to be safe than sorry! And making sure to deny being at fault right away, was a good way to get out of nasty trouble.

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"Nwehehehe! Right you are, your evilness! That's a great plan." Fassad smirked, just at the thought of it. The people of Tazmily definitely were morons. But it was a good thing that they were--it made brainwashing them and fooling them, that much easier.

"We should send a real nasty Chimera at them. Might I suggest the almost-mecha Lion?"

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“Master Porky” Fassad approached the King, giving a bow of the head before standing up right again. He kept his head lowered, however (He had no right to look at the King in the eye) 

“The lighting strikes have hit as scheduled today. Do you have any other plans for us?” 

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@wildbound

“Master Porky” Fassad approached the King, giving a bow of the head before standing up right again. He kept his head lowered, however (He had no right to look at the King in the eye) 

“The lighting strikes have hit as scheduled today. Do you have any other plans for us?” 

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(LIKE IF YOU WANT A STARTER FROM FASSAD!)

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(-should come back on here to be an ass hole to everyone-)

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Fassad stifled a laugh, seeing how fired up Fuel was getting. It was definitely a funny sight to see. “I only returned him to where he belongs. A chimera’s home shouldn’t be along side a human. I’m doing the thing a favor! Nwehehe” 

“I got something that belongs to you” -themissingmagypsy

Fuel glared. “And what would that be, Fasshole?” Fuel spat. Boy did he hate Fassad. 

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A devilish smirk was present on his face. “Oh, nothing too important. A little pet of yours..” 

“I got something that belongs to you” -themissingmagypsy

Fuel glared. “And what would that be, Fasshole?” Fuel spat. Boy did he hate Fassad. 

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”Your 「 m e c h a n i c a l  」 parts  CLICK!

                   Sounds like when I BROKE your「 b o n e s  」..”

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Fassad could only let out a laugh. “Nwehehe!” He could see the anxiety already starting to enter the boys face. There was no getting out of this. Fassad was going to make sure he saw this ‘flame thrower’ for himself. 

“Don’t be such a baby. You’ll never learn to control your PSI abilities if you don’t ever use them! I’m bored anyhow. Let’s have fun, shall we?” 

With that being said, Fassad lifted a hand up. Being a Magypsy himself, he had a good hoard of PSI attacks to fire at this kid. With out another word, he fired a blast of PK Thunder  Ω. 

Thunder roared, before powerful blasts of electricity came firing towards Fuel. 

“Don’t bore me, now! Nwehehe!” 

Fuel took a step back. “No! I don’t want to fight!” Now he was getting really anxious. There was no way it would end well if Fassad tried to fight him. There would be fire or injuries or death or all of them, no matter what Fassad said. Fuel knew better than to trust him.

“I really don’t want to have the fire breathing happen. It’s not good, and the last time I did it I couldn’t taste anything for two weeks. And my lips were really chapped. I don’t want to fight!” He only would if attacked first, at any rate.

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Locria. Locria. Locria. 

That name. It just made the Magypsy give an annoyed growl. To add onto the annoyance, there was a hug. 

“Don’t be so stupid, Doria.” He stated, bothered. He managed to break free from her embrace. “You expect me to believe you guys missed me? That’s a joke isn’t it?” 

"My, my, do you look familiar!" -ask-doria

He paused, staring at the other silently for a moment. Quickly he regained his usual self and let out his typical laugh. “Nwehehe, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Clearly we’ve never met before” 

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“There’s no time to be resting is there? Nwehehe, Please, I’ve been working my ass off all day with those idiotic Pigmask members” He finally closed the distance between them. “I swear Master Porky recruited people with half a brain.” He paused a moment. “Anyway I came to report something to you.” 

Oh no. He got caught by the worst possible person. The Commander sighed and got to his feet. “I just needed a small rest. I am been working all day. I doubt you can say the same.”

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“Hmm Alright, torture it is, little girl.” He smirked. “You know what would be a great way of torture?” He questioned while going over to a table that was near by. He pulled out a collar and held it up. “I gave one like this to some stupid little Monkey a while back. Wouldn’t you like to wear it?  I’ll give you a painful shock whenever you disobey or-- if you’re just being annoying. Nwehehe” 

She only snarls. “Death is just a sweet release of a fabricated world run by greed and desire. Time is something created by man to graph objectives, and therefore is not real. Death is too sweet. Why not give me an eternity of torture if you want true pain?”

The philosopher has awoken.

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Now this was getting interesting. It didn’t dawn on Fassad before, but this kid said he could breathe fire. Being a Magypsy himself he had never heard of such an ability before. 

“Huh. Perhaps you really are dangerous. kid. But that makes me want to fight with you even more. Tell you what, since I’m feeling generous today, I won’t kill you. Just a simple fight to see what’s up with that fire-breathing you keep mentioning.” Fassad would be lying if he said he wasn’t highly eager to see it for himself. 

Fuel furrowed his brow. “I’m not looking to fight, Fassad. I am dangerous, no matter what you think. My PSI is really uncontrolled and I can breathe fire. Is that really something you want to get into?”

Fuel wasn’t very fond of fighting, especially knowing it could get out of hand. “It’s not very wise to try to fight with someone who uncontrollably breathes fire when they get worked up enough. Just saying.”

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“Can you now?” He raised an eyebrow, amused. “You’re bark and no bite. Don’t threaten such things, little girl” He walked closer to the cage, but kept a far enough distance so she couldn’t reach through and try to attack. “Now tell me, do you want to die slowly and painfully? Or fast?”

“You can’t hurt me, coward! I dare you!! I can shoot you with an arrow, or stab you with a dagger! I’ll do it right-” The girl felt through her pockets. Her weapons we absent.

“Now….. Well this is bad….”