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“Really??” Lemon wiped the tears away with a little towel. “You can really do that?” He smiles sweetly. “I’d love to go to the beach someday!” 

“My hair was-was always like this.” He replies without turning around, thinking that it was his actual boss and not someone else. The small Commander turns around and makes a small squeaking noise. It almost sounded like one of thoes speaker toys that the Chimeras play with. His expression was pure terror. Taking a few steps back, his wings quickly spread, like a spooked bird thses trying to make himself look bigger. He drawn his rather large sword and aims it at the stranger in the wierd machine. His arms suddenly felt weak and it was difficult for him to hold his weapon without shaking. He felt himself tearing up but he has learned to snap out of it. “WHA-who are you?? Where am I???Through boy stampedes as his feels his legs becoming heavy. He sounded less like a typical ‘Commander’ and more like a highly emotional child. The boy was indeed terrified. The large Mecha scared him more than the stranger. He has never seen something so large before that a part of him was fascinated on how the thing actually worked.

The reaction the false Commander has is so amusing that Porky can’t help but burst out laughing.  This… this made everything so, so worth it to him.  His laughs send him into a fit of coughs and wheezes.  His lungs hurt so much, but oh God, this kid is funny.  He’s so easily spooked, though he should have heard Porky coming.  Maybe he just wasn’t expecting to see King P. in the flesh like this– not many get the chance– so that caught him off guard.

…strangely, though, the child’s first question is about who he is… who Porky is?  The king of this whole place?  Further, he seems confused by where he is, too.  Now, that amusement he felt is rapidly fading into confusion and curiosity.  It’s clear the child is ready to fight if need be, but Porky doesn’t come any closer to him, though his bed mech is ready to spring to life again if need be.

Lemon looks up a he wipes the tears from his face. “But-but I do have a will time fight. I was made to fight enemies like you He slowly grips the handle of his sword to help him on his feet. He looks at Compass with a nervous expression. “Not… really I’ve never really been in this type of situation before. He once again spreads his wings time maybe make himself look bigger as he takes points towards Toffee. A small but weak beam of light shot out from his fingertips only slightly burning his mask. His eyes, widened realizing that he’s just made a grave mistake. Lemons covers his mouth with his hands. "I didn’t mean to hit you… He whispered slowly lowering his delicate wings.

   …Now he sees. The blonde’s eyes widen, then narrow. It’s a coward, just as he suspected. He may even possibly be the one that uses such a disgusting nature to help achieve his own goals. It doesn’t matter that he attempts to take back such a pathetic attack against the Colonel. He attempted to harm the Colonel. 

Ding! The Commander’s went off, causing him to jolt awake. He looked at the monitor, reading updates completed. He unplugged the USB that was attached to his left wrist and puts his glove back on. He didn’t really feel different, other than having an extra boost of energy. The blonde sighs, turns off the monitor and opened the door, but suddenly stopped. Something was off, but the Commander couldn’t put his finger on it.

Everything looked the same, minus the strange pog like symbols that we one the doors. He took a step forward realizing that he was in a rather long hallway. He fluttered his wings as a sing of being nervous and decided to tread forward into the unknown. At this point he’d see a few Foxmasks running around with boxes or weapons but this place seemed abandoned, mostly quiet. The small Commander jumped as he heard the clicking of a door opening behind him.

That calm, robotic, feminine voice almost makes it seem like it’s no issue at all.  Miss Marshmallow, if she’s here in New Pork, is usually the one to monitor the Empire Pork Building for any abnormalities.  They’re very rare, really, so it takes him by surprise this day that there’s an actual, honest-to-God intruder in the building.

When he first pulls up the camera feed, Porky’s disappointed by what he sees at a cursory glance.  That Commander’s uniform implies that the security system’s identification of a threat was merely an error, but looking again, he notices everything that’s off about the “Commander”; it’s mainly that hair that indicates that the tower really does have an intruder in its midst.  If the fellow thought he could pretend to be the true Commander, he has another thing coming.

“Should I go and terminate the threat?” inquires Marshmallow, looking up with that same blandly friendly face as always.

Porky watches the screen for a little longer. “…No, I think I can take care of this myself.”

It’s not like he really has any reason to be concerned.  He’s untouchable in most senses of the term.  While he’ll typically have someone do his dirty work, it feels wholly personal now that they’ve come into his home.  He’ll happily set them straight and let them know that they’d wandered off the right path.  It’s really a kindness.  He’s very thoughtful like that.

Porky takes the elevator down to the floor of the offending intruder, and finds himself behind the small fellow.  Good, he’s got an even greater upper hand to start.  He’s not going to attack randomly; call him forgiving, but Porky likes to give people a fighting chance.  It makes things more fun that way.

His mech crawls out of the elevator, bringing itself low and close to squeeze through the doors.  It stretches itself out again and continues onward, the clicking of its legs filling the room.

Lemons was shocked from that Colonel’s reaction. He felt his legs about to give up on him. His arms started to shake and could barely hold up his sword. “Aren’t you supposed to be cowering in fear?” He didn’t know why Toffee was laughing at him. It didn’t make any sense. Lemom was created to become the perfect solider, bot something to be mocked at. A wave of embarrassment and guilt hits the Commander like a train as he falls to his knees, the sword falling out of his hands barely missing him. His wings fell with him as they layed on the grass. He started to cry and hold his sword close to him. “I-I just wanted to be useful, He sobbed. “A useful and efficient solider that can do it’s job. But no I can barely kill this Pigmask. May-maybe there is something wrong with me…I might be broken after all and no one can fix it

   “Welcome to the real world, sir.” The man coos, grinning with amusement from beneath his mask. “There is no script. The unexpected is at every corner, and if I wasn’t very merciful then I’d take this moment of weakness to kill you… But I couldn’t kill something with no will to fight in the first place. That’d just be cruel of me.” He glances over to Compass. “You see the problem here, don’t you?”

   The blonde nods slowly. It’s clear as day that the other’s words hold no meaning… nothing to support such bizarre claims. He is highly emotional. It means his judgement is easily clouded and he cannot achieve any goals. Broken. It’s simple as that. Unless there’s a very small chance of appearing emotional to take advantage… which is unlikely, but he can never be too careful.

“Well, if hes my bosses enemy,” He gets up and slowly draws his gold and rose colored sword, his wings spread to make himself look larger. “I guess that makes you my enemy.” He points his sword towards Toffee. Lemon definitely didn’t like HIM. His expression changed from firmness to a slight confusion. He didnt really know what to do with the lemon, plus he’s never really tried to kill anyone. So this would be Lemon’s first attempt at being useful. “Prepare to..uh…suffer?”

   Compass’ eyes narrow when the other draws his sword. His arm moves before Toffee raises a hand to stop him. Still, he’s watchful; even if the Colonel is more than capable of handling himself.

“No emotions??” Lemon covers his face with his hands, dropping the carrot. “I’m so sorry you’re missing out a lot.” He decided to sit on the ground and looks up at the two strangers. colonel? He’s never heard of that rank before. It sounded wierd to him. The small blonde’s wings fluttered like a nervous bird. “Colonel….that sounds like an odd name,” He puts his hand on his chin. That name Porky. Hiss boss has mentioned him before but as ‘master.’ “I heard that name before. He’s my boss’s sworn enemy.” 

   ‘Missing out a lot.’ It’s bizarre to think that this creature finds the lack in such an unnecessary thing to be pitiful. If it means to be behaving like this then he believes he’s doing just fine without the burden. Decidedly, he doesn’t offer any form of response towards that.

Lemon’s eyes became wet with small tears. “I-I didn’t mean to insult you!” The boy wipped his cheeks with the carrot. He was supposed to be pure, or that’s what the General tells him. Calming down he looks back at Mason. “What sort of modifications? Am I going to be turned into a horrifying monster are you?” He didn’t want to be turned into some sort of weapon or have his memories taken away. Lemons didn’t really know what this Mason would do, either way he was still terrified.

“I guess I am.” Lemons quietly folds in his wings. “What about you? What do you do?” He asked, curiously. He didn’t really know of these people were on his side or not. “Let me ask you this…” He looks back at Toffee. “Toffee you too. Who’s your leader?”

   Bizarre. It simply decided to change subjects, for some strange reason. “..I don’t- don’t have emotion.” Compass tilts his head, before turning to look up at Toffee. He isn’t entirely certain if he’s allowed to answer.

Lemon’s eyes widened, “I love sea Cap'ms! They’re so cool. I’ve never been to the ocean before…my boss refuses to take me. He said all that sand will make me even more of a mistake.” He squeezes the carrot plush and looks around the garden. “I’ve never met a land Cap'n…wait I have once and it didn’t end well. He wasn’t as nice as you.

“Lemon,” The Chimera answer as he watched the stranger sit down. “Commander Lemon. I’ve never heard of a rank called cap’m” He was pretty much the highest ranking solider and everyone else were low ranked beans. He did remember reading something called “Project Pyro” but Lemom never really did look into it. He smiles back. “I didn’t know a uh… Cap’m enjoyed gardens,” Lemons says. “I thought they would enjoy the ocean. Then again I might be wrong.”

The Chimera was sitting on a bench next to a small sunflower patch. He slowly turned around to face him, his expression surprised. His eyes were unnaturally large and round but not in a creep way. He looked, fragile and delicate as if he can easily be broken. The Chimeras avian like wings were half open and they had a slight blue glow to them. “oh hello,” The boy tilted his head to the side, he’s never seen such a strange uniform before. “Who are you?” his voice was very soft and gentle.