Steve 2, The Fall of Margaritavile
"Well Wel Wel ,ello eveyboody!" Dusty smiled "Longtime nooo see eh?, It be okay mon, I brought a present her for ya." "Dusty! Man, good timing, have you seen whats been going on here? And oh man, when we saw how enslaved Margerittaville was looking, we thought you were a goner. Man are you allright?" Steve said while walking towards him. "Yies, Margerittaville has fallen indeed, but their be worse tings to be worryin bout now. Now dat der be all dis talk about Nicole and Mikil tryin to resderect de Nolan Der be sometin I got to gib you, Steve" "A Pina Colada!?" "Er, Nob Steve, it's more important" "A margarita" "Stebe, no, I, tell u-" "Your gonna give me your Hut and your magic alchoholic beverage powers!" Steve was excited now. "NOB DABM IT Stebe, listen!"
"Oh, oh kay." Steve says, a bit hurt.
"I waz only ab'le to tabke one ting before I left Margarittaville, and this ting be it. I present to you Steve, your Hawaiian Shirt." Dusty pulled out from behind him the original Shirt, folded in his arms. He handed it Steve. Steve held it "But I thought it was destroyed" "Ah but it was, however in great times of crises, it returns, and dis be de greatest time of need of dem all. I was lucky to find it in time. Put it on Stebe, I must teach you da powers you now wield." Steve slipped it on. Behind him, Jess's hand suddenly moved towards her ear piece. "Say again comms!"
Steve buttoned his shirt, he turned back to his friends. The true Hawaiian shirt was back.
"Dusty, I'm afraid there is no time for training" Jess said as she began running past the assembled group, "Wad do you mean?" "Dusty, everybody, you know how we were going after the Gabok, well we found it, and things are worse than we could have imagined." She pointed out over deck to the side of the SPOT. There hung the Gabok menacingly. It's weapon slowing glowing green. It was hovering over the Utah Morman Base. Jourdan ran forward "Jess, mobilize every squad we have, set us to high alert, prepare to engage the Gabok!" Jess ran to the elevator. Jourdan moved to her earpiece, "Norman, get up here." A split second later Norman appeared, they moved towards Norman but before everyone got in, A video screen popped up, it was President Farr.
"Mormons, this is a message for you, we are under siege, some sort of white corolla/Demon/Canadian army is wrecking havoc on our cities to the North, people are fighting in the street, for god's sake Mormons where are you?" Out in front of the SPOT, thousands of white corollas rose before the Gabok. Just as many beige and black corollas rose around the SPOT as the two battle ships sped towards each other above the Utah Morman world headquarters and base. Norman lifted off the deck. Jourdan took hold of the radio and began transmitting. "All units, high alert. Prepare to assault the Gabok on my lead." Norman flew to the front of the pack.
"Spot squad, protect the SPOT, the rest of the squads follow Black Squad's lead, pick your target and bring it down. We engage in five. Jess?." Jourdan's voice crackled over all radios "Yes commander" "Is the SPOT ready?" "Yes ma'am all systems ready, the targeting computer is ready" "Excellent Captain, Prioritize targets and fire at will" "Yes Ma'am"
"Oh, oh kay." Steve says, a bit hurt.
"I waz only ab'le to tabke one ting before I left Margarittaville, and this ting be it. I present to you Steve, your Hawaiian Shirt." Dusty pulled out from behind him the original Shirt, folded in his arms. He handed it Steve. Steve held it "But I thought it was destroyed" "Ah but it was, however in great times of crises, it returns, and dis be de greatest time of need of dem all. I was lucky to find it in time. Put it on Stebe, I must teach you da powers you now wield." Steve slipped it on. Behind him, Jess's hand suddenly moved towards her ear piece. "Say again comms!"
Steve buttoned his shirt, he turned back to his friends. The true Hawaiian shirt was back.
"Dusty, I'm afraid there is no time for training" Jess said as she began running past the assembled group, "Wad do you mean?" "Dusty, everybody, you know how we were going after the Gabok, well we found it, and things are worse than we could have imagined." She pointed out over deck to the side of the SPOT. There hung the Gabok menacingly. It's weapon slowing glowing green. It was hovering over the Utah Morman Base. Jourdan ran forward "Jess, mobilize every squad we have, set us to high alert, prepare to engage the Gabok!" Jess ran to the elevator. Jourdan moved to her earpiece, "Norman, get up here." A split second later Norman appeared, they moved towards Norman but before everyone got in, A video screen popped up, it was President Farr.
"Mormons, this is a message for you, we are under siege, some sort of white corolla/Demon/Canadian army is wrecking havoc on our cities to the North, people are fighting in the street, for god's sake Mormons where are you?" Out in front of the SPOT, thousands of white corollas rose before the Gabok. Just as many beige and black corollas rose around the SPOT as the two battle ships sped towards each other above the Utah Morman world headquarters and base. Norman lifted off the deck. Jourdan took hold of the radio and began transmitting. "All units, high alert. Prepare to assault the Gabok on my lead." Norman flew to the front of the pack.
"Spot squad, protect the SPOT, the rest of the squads follow Black Squad's lead, pick your target and bring it down. We engage in five. Jess?." Jourdan's voice crackled over all radios "Yes commander" "Is the SPOT ready?" "Yes ma'am all systems ready, the targeting computer is ready" "Excellent Captain, Prioritize targets and fire at will" "Yes Ma'am"