soREnsSTory (Before the storm: 2)

Written by Soren the Hard-of-Hearing Scribe on October 5, 2009

Phil had crash-landed right into Lief. Apparently, Lief had accidentally killed the Dentist who knew the weaknesses of the Urgur and was setting off for the main Dentist headquarters to capture another one. Phil stout-heartedly refused to do anything that he didn't want to do.

"They'll make your already perfect teeth more perfect;" Lief pressed.

Phil agreed to continue.

After they had arrived, they quickly beat down one of the guards and began to torture him for information. It turned out that that Dentist was the only person they knew of who had discovered the Urgurian secrets, and that if Lief hadn't killed him, they would have been able to tell him the secret.

"Curses!" Lief lamented in a much more sorrowful way than saying the word 'Curses' implies. "I fear that we shall never discover the weaknesses of the Urgur, and we shall all perish!"

"Um," Phil said. "I already discovered their weaknesses."

"You did?" Lief excitedly asked. "What are they?"

"First you must fawn over me." Phil said.

"Never," Lief said.

1.75 days later, after much fawning, Phil finally told Lief what was up. After the information was given, Lief and Phil high-tailed it to the final meeting of the classes, where the main leader of each class was meeting in conference. Lief explained that there was a chance that we could beat the Urgur, but it was very slim. Very slim indeed. No-one could think of a way to get that much water into the field without drowning their own men. NO-one.

"Helicopters aren't better than me," Phil had then muttered.

It was then that marked a new time in a new generation of classes. With those off-spoken words, the nine main leaders of the nine main classes decided: It was time for a new class to join the ranks of the major classes.

Helicopter Pilots are now the tenth major class.

Even as Lief explained the story, helicopters circled the skies, awaiting immediate evacuation in case anything went wrong. I nodded, marvelling at the ingenuity of his plan. But one thing bothered me.

"Helicopter Pilots are completely lame. Why would we add them as a Major class?" I asked. Lief coughed.

"Well, quite simply, they wouldn't accept any other offer." He said.

"So I guess that means there's ten major classes now," I said. Lief grinned.

"Not for long," he said. "I think we Vikings should slaughter them all and steal their helicopters if we ever get through this."

"Why would you want a helicopter?" I asked. "You already drive a kick-butt ship."

"But helicopters are SO COOL!" Lief breathed.

"Cooler than me?" Phil demanded.

"Of course," Lief responded.

As the oncoming tussel occured, I turned to Chia and Gregory.

"Well?" I said.

To be continued...