[?] Raditzu

[Uno]

Koola looked around again, trying to keep himself awake. After the saiyan named Raditzu surprisingly ran his foot into his genital-free crotch with all his might, sending the changeling into the air, eventually falling onto a near-dead maple tree, releasing about a full gallon or syrup onto his person, which Raditzu salvaged and presumed to eat his whole fifty waffle meal, and finally setout to cause trouble to what he said was a small group of men not too far away from there current location, leaving him and Flemings with the cabin and nothing to do, Koola was bored to death.

His wounds from his earlier fight with Buu had healed, but the changeling duo had sense ran out of food. Raditzu had plenty of waffles in the cabin, but said that he?d kill anyone who tampered with something he held to his heart the most. Koola thought it was too troublesome to deal with an angry saiyan, so he sat on the roof of the cabin, starving.

He looked up and stared at the gray clouds, trying to forget his hunger. He began thinking that the clouds were marshmallows and pretended to shove one in his mouth, but quickly spat it out because it was gray and moldy. "Nothing in this hellhole is edible." Koola thought. Then, he looked over at his assistant.

He was busy setting up a fire with the dry bark of the dead trees and igniting them by blasting them with a small Ki blast. However, the wood was too dry and burnt up too fast to be of use. He more wood Flemings put in a pile, the faster it went out. After several tries, he sighed and walked away.

Koola knew what was going to happen. They?d stay with Rad til he ran out of syrup. He would then kill Koola and friend and use his blood as syrup. Then, the saiyan would run out of food completely, invade the other armies and kill them, and steal their waffles, until he is the last man standing, and wins the whole game. He was good for protection incase of attack, but he knew that either others would come, or he?d be killed by his recklessness. He did not for either to happen.

?Flemings!? The changeling prince ordered, ?Pack up, we?re leaving.? Flemings looked up at him, and gave him a disbelieving stare. ?Didn?t you hear me? We?re moving out!?

He jumped from he rooftop vantage point, struck his arm out forward, finger extended, and covered his eyes with his other hand. He spun around wildly with his finger still out, then suddenly stopped. ?We?re moving out that way!? Yelled Koola, as he began marching in that direction, head held high. Flemings sighed, and followed close behind him.

ooc: Koola?s moving out!