Part 35: Toot toot power train's a'comin'
I'm sorry, Karn. We can't go with you this time.
AND DON'T COME BACK! Passive-aggressive bitch. HOLLY! WE'RE GONNA TRAIN MEGATRON'S POWER UNTIL HE CAN LIFT GOD!
Why are we stopping?
Someone is at the door.
Unless it's God offering himself to be lifted, I don't give a darn.
Next time that dinosaur comes, I'm gonna ride him.
Look what I've got!
You have some scribbles. Good for you.
This was very encouraging. So we've got to try our best.
Right. "We" have to try "our" best. So go pull some carts, Megatron.
I don't think that was your best. I think you need some more time in the snow! Do your best, now!
Megatron could not stop crying during his training session. It's not a pretty thing to see, a rock monster weeping like a baby.
Fortunately, we were able to tune out his blubbering after the first two weeks. The training went by much more smoothly after that. Why we couldn't even tell he was there!
OH SON OF A BITCH! Get my shotgun, Holly. We're dragging him back, dead or alive.
We still don't have a shotgun.
I swear to god. No matter what the popular opinion may be, no matter how much power you have, if you get lost one more time I will freeze your ass and have you spliced with a monster ripped from a fuckin' Christina Aguilera CD. Got it?
What perfect timing! Come here, you mute little bugger!
Wheeeeeeeeeeeee! I'm committing a federal offense!
Wheeeeee- wait, there's an item shop?
Er, yeah. I've known the man who runs it for years.
Oh... Oh yeah... That guy. Um. How about you go there for me? You can pick whatever you want. Just don't mention my name.
Well, all right.
Well if it isn't little Holly! All grown up, I see. What are you doing these days?
I'm working for Norman now!
Oh, Norman. I know him.
Yeah, he... he kept calling me "Super Mario" and rubbing my head against things.
Oh... Well, that won't stop you from selling me things, will it?
Nah, you a good kid. G'head, pick what you like.
Wow, what a selection! I wonder what I should buy...