"Training begins early comrades, so we must make absolutely sure to prepare for fighting, the new recruits must learn to use basic combatidads from Eurussia," sagte Telow. "Ummm.... Sir? Can I not practice for right now?" asked Lilly. "Why not? Is there anything wrong in medical condition?" asked Telow. "Yes sir, I have, something that could trivially affect me," sagte Lilly nervously. "Alright then, go into the medical kabine and we will continue training," sagte Telow, directing Private, Hannah, and Jett to the training field. "What's wrong Lilly?" asked Skipper, running to her. "Well, I'm just, very worried," sagte Lilly, nervously looking at the ground. "Why? Is there anything wrong Lilly?" asked Skipper. "I don't wanna tell you, you'd only feel a bit worried yourself," sagte Lilly. "About what? Just tell me, I promise I won't freak out oder misunderstand," sagte Skipper. "Okay, are Du sure Du won't freak out?" asked Lilly. "Yes, I'm sure, and if Du want to keep it secret, I won't tell anyone," sagte Skipper. "Okay, here it comes then," sagte Lilly, unstrapping her gun holster, then her waist widened out slightly. "Heh, yeah Skipper, I'm pregnant," sagte Lilly. "Wow, that's, that's wonderful!!" sagte Skipper, hugging her gently. "Really? I thought you'd freak out oder get mad at me!!" sagte Lilly, laughing a bit. "Mad? At you? Come on, I would never be, besides, I know you're not having an affair, I know this is our baby because you've been only with me in the nightly hours," sagte Skipper, chuckling enigmatically. "Haha, you're funny," sagte Lilly, sarcastically laughing. "Well, Du sure Du don't want me to tell anyone else? Give them a heads up?" asked Skipper. "Hmmm... Well.... Let me think about it a bit, maybe when I lay the egg," sagte Lilly. "But they'll find out as soon as Du start to pee a lot and have hunger cravings," sagte Skipper. "I'll let them find out, but just for now, when it becomes Mehr serious, I'll tell them straightforwardly," sagte Lilly. "Please just tell them, it isn't safe, sicher to keep it secret for right now, we're at war," sagte Skipper. "Alright, I'll tell them sometime today, later, perhaps," sagte Lilly. "You promise you'll tell them? After they're finished training?" asked Skipper. "Yes, I do," sagte Lilly. "Okay, then just relax here for a bit and I'll get Du some food," sagte Skipper. Lilly then smiled slightly. "Thanks Skippy," sagte Lilly. Skipper then smiled back, heading off to get her fish. "How are we going to raise a child while we're at war?" asked Skipper to himself. "How would I get married to her? I've got nothing," sagte Skipper.
"Please, allow this to be.... Decent," sagte Dr. Damion, stepping onto a scale. Apparently, that Kommentar Von Icicle had made him get slightly concerned, so he thought it wouldn't do harm if he just took a quick check. As the numbers rose up, he grew weary, then looked at it when they stopped changing. Six point four pounds. "Ah, that's reassuring, if anything I actually Lost weight, hehe, death can really slim Du down," sagte Dr. Damion, hearing his stomach growl, realizing he hasn't eaten for hours. Icicle then opened the door, getting into the room with the little cart. "Here ya go, no cupcakes, just fisch and chips," sagte Icicle with her bubbly smile. "Just give it to me already," sagte Dr. Damion impatiently. "Give me a Minute mister," sagte Icicle, opening a bowl and Wird angezeigt Dr. Damion his suppossed cuisine. "Ah, a perfect blend of flavors and spices on my fillet I presume?" asked Dr. Damion. "Ummm... Yeah, heh, just enjoy," sagte Icicle, giving him a fork. Icicle then headed out with her cart, laughing a bit under her breath. "MSG, MSG, won't Du plump him for for me?" chanted Icicle, poking fun at Dr. Damion's health concerns. "I HEARD THAT Du INCESSANT BRAT!!!" yelled Dr. Damion, taking a gentle nibble at his food. Icicle only laughed harder and rolled her karte, warenkorb to storage. Dr. Damion then ate up his food, then took a sip of his wine. "Sir!! Sir!! I need your attention!!" yelled Johnston. "What do Du want?!" asked Dr. Damion angrily. "Well sir, there has been a defeat, at that camp, we can't remove them sir, they are much too powerful," sagte Johnston. "Not Von my accounts they are, they seem to be Mehr openly-witted to their prime goal to defeat me, much interesting to me of course because it just makes the game much Mehr fun," sagte Dr. Damion, smiling a bit. "Indeed it must be very amusing to Du then uncle Ignatious," sagte Johnston. "Call me Dr. Damion please, no one cares about Ignatious, they care about me," sagte Dr. Damion in a self-conceited way.
"Dr. Damion, I have news that Du might need to know about, it's from the Kremlin, at Moscow," sagte General Rico, giving him a letter. "Ah, the Kremlin, such a fabulous Palacade isn't it?" asked Dr. Damion, taking the note. He then read the words written onto it in permanent ink: "19th December, 2103, As Du may have known, we are at war with you, maybe Du are aware of this, maybe you're not, but we are going to drive Du out, we never coexist with a threat to the Motherland. As Eurussians, we will fight back, as we have fought back at Capitalist scum and Imperialist bastards. In time Du will realize I am not pulling at your skimpy leg, but telling Du that I. Am. Serious. We are not kidding with you, and nowhere else are we going to fight YOU. With Hatred and malice, -Vladimir Leonus Stefhëim, kreml, kremlin Executive of Treasury". Dr. Damion read the whole letter, then frowned. "Like I'm going to take a bunch of underpaid communists seriously, and skimpy leg?" asked Dr. Damion, looking at his legs offendedly, "Nonsense, I will however, take into account that they are my enemies, so I'll give them bravo and Requisiten for that case," sagte Dr. Damion. "What shall I do then sir?" asked General Rico. "Get this in pen, and write it onto a note," sagte Dr. Damion. Rico then grabbed a piece of paper, then a black pen. "To the masterminds and grand champions of the Kremlin, 19th December 2103, Allow me to beg to differ, but why Von any chance must I listen to communist scum like you? Do tell me in a straightforward and definitive answer that makes sense and adds up, think of it like a baby holding a match to an angry grizzly bear's rump in a sense, from your intelligent superior Doctor Ignatious Damion Keller," sagte Dr. Damion. "Yes sir, I got all of that written down and in print," sagte Rico. "Excellent, now where's Daniel and Johnston?" asked Dr. Damion. "They are in the lower level, having a party with the other workers off duty," sagte Rico. "What?! THEY SHOULD BE WORKI-" sagte Dr. Damion, his eyes flustering with red, then turning normal again. "I mean, how lovely, allow them to come Von in a hurry please, if Du must, drag them in here," sagte Dr. Damion, finishing his last bite of fisch and sipping Mehr wine. "Aye sir," sagte Rico, heading downstairs. "Oh, and I might want to check my weight if I were you," chuckled Rico. "I AM NOT GAINING!!!" yelled Dr. Damion, getting a migraine from the constant reference to his weight.
"Please, allow this to be.... Decent," sagte Dr. Damion, stepping onto a scale. Apparently, that Kommentar Von Icicle had made him get slightly concerned, so he thought it wouldn't do harm if he just took a quick check. As the numbers rose up, he grew weary, then looked at it when they stopped changing. Six point four pounds. "Ah, that's reassuring, if anything I actually Lost weight, hehe, death can really slim Du down," sagte Dr. Damion, hearing his stomach growl, realizing he hasn't eaten for hours. Icicle then opened the door, getting into the room with the little cart. "Here ya go, no cupcakes, just fisch and chips," sagte Icicle with her bubbly smile. "Just give it to me already," sagte Dr. Damion impatiently. "Give me a Minute mister," sagte Icicle, opening a bowl and Wird angezeigt Dr. Damion his suppossed cuisine. "Ah, a perfect blend of flavors and spices on my fillet I presume?" asked Dr. Damion. "Ummm... Yeah, heh, just enjoy," sagte Icicle, giving him a fork. Icicle then headed out with her cart, laughing a bit under her breath. "MSG, MSG, won't Du plump him for for me?" chanted Icicle, poking fun at Dr. Damion's health concerns. "I HEARD THAT Du INCESSANT BRAT!!!" yelled Dr. Damion, taking a gentle nibble at his food. Icicle only laughed harder and rolled her karte, warenkorb to storage. Dr. Damion then ate up his food, then took a sip of his wine. "Sir!! Sir!! I need your attention!!" yelled Johnston. "What do Du want?!" asked Dr. Damion angrily. "Well sir, there has been a defeat, at that camp, we can't remove them sir, they are much too powerful," sagte Johnston. "Not Von my accounts they are, they seem to be Mehr openly-witted to their prime goal to defeat me, much interesting to me of course because it just makes the game much Mehr fun," sagte Dr. Damion, smiling a bit. "Indeed it must be very amusing to Du then uncle Ignatious," sagte Johnston. "Call me Dr. Damion please, no one cares about Ignatious, they care about me," sagte Dr. Damion in a self-conceited way.
"Dr. Damion, I have news that Du might need to know about, it's from the Kremlin, at Moscow," sagte General Rico, giving him a letter. "Ah, the Kremlin, such a fabulous Palacade isn't it?" asked Dr. Damion, taking the note. He then read the words written onto it in permanent ink: "19th December, 2103, As Du may have known, we are at war with you, maybe Du are aware of this, maybe you're not, but we are going to drive Du out, we never coexist with a threat to the Motherland. As Eurussians, we will fight back, as we have fought back at Capitalist scum and Imperialist bastards. In time Du will realize I am not pulling at your skimpy leg, but telling Du that I. Am. Serious. We are not kidding with you, and nowhere else are we going to fight YOU. With Hatred and malice, -Vladimir Leonus Stefhëim, kreml, kremlin Executive of Treasury". Dr. Damion read the whole letter, then frowned. "Like I'm going to take a bunch of underpaid communists seriously, and skimpy leg?" asked Dr. Damion, looking at his legs offendedly, "Nonsense, I will however, take into account that they are my enemies, so I'll give them bravo and Requisiten for that case," sagte Dr. Damion. "What shall I do then sir?" asked General Rico. "Get this in pen, and write it onto a note," sagte Dr. Damion. Rico then grabbed a piece of paper, then a black pen. "To the masterminds and grand champions of the Kremlin, 19th December 2103, Allow me to beg to differ, but why Von any chance must I listen to communist scum like you? Do tell me in a straightforward and definitive answer that makes sense and adds up, think of it like a baby holding a match to an angry grizzly bear's rump in a sense, from your intelligent superior Doctor Ignatious Damion Keller," sagte Dr. Damion. "Yes sir, I got all of that written down and in print," sagte Rico. "Excellent, now where's Daniel and Johnston?" asked Dr. Damion. "They are in the lower level, having a party with the other workers off duty," sagte Rico. "What?! THEY SHOULD BE WORKI-" sagte Dr. Damion, his eyes flustering with red, then turning normal again. "I mean, how lovely, allow them to come Von in a hurry please, if Du must, drag them in here," sagte Dr. Damion, finishing his last bite of fisch and sipping Mehr wine. "Aye sir," sagte Rico, heading downstairs. "Oh, and I might want to check my weight if I were you," chuckled Rico. "I AM NOT GAINING!!!" yelled Dr. Damion, getting a migraine from the constant reference to his weight.