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Written by hula_ellipseI'VE BEEN INTERVIEWED AGAIN!!
Nozomi had just had a break after her interview with Nigward and Jahn, and her and Gary came back to the interview room with coffee and biscuits to find... a big blue triangular flag on the door?
Ha ha, he's very funny, isn't he?
Nozomi spoke in the middle of a mouthful of Oreos, and so was a little muffled.
Mph- who?
As she said this, she opened the door to find Plok dozing on an armchair that wasn't there before the interview.
His own chair?
How long did it take him to get this here?
Wake up Plok!
It's time for the interview!
Plok was only having a light nap, so he was already awakened by them coming in, and became alert when Nozomi shouted.
I know what time it is!
...it's a couple of minutes before the interview starts.
So can I get a bit of peace, if you mind?
Well we may as well get it out of the way, eh?
Oh, if you insist.
Lemme cock my legs up though, I've got terrible pins and needles!
Plok's hand floated down to the lever on the side of his chair, and with a few pumps, the legrest came up and he was able to sit comfortably.
Why, this isn't therapy, Plok!
Therapy?
Oh nonono, not at all, I just want to be a bit cozy for once.
This is a very stressful holiday, after all!
Why's that?
Well I'm gonna get home, and what will I find?
I'm gonna be greeted to the whole of Akrillic being overrun by those fleas!
...Oh, are those some biscuits you've got?
Gimme a digestive, would you?
No digestives here, Plok.
Nozomi brought her own oreos.
Oooooooooh, I see how it is.
Oreos, huh?
Everything around here's a little strange, isn't it?
What do you mean?
Oreos, 12-inch subs, pretzels, french fries...
...I've never heard such a load of rubbish!
Look, just try an oreo, you'll love it!
Oh, if you insist...
Nozomi hands Plok one of her oreos, and he eats it.
Oh, these are brilliant.
What are they called again?
I got sidetracked on my little rant.
Oreos!~
They don't beat a digestive, but I'll be getting these if they're all I can get my hands on!
And speaking of your hands, they're very peculiar things, aren't they?
And my feet too!
They're absolute lifesavers, if you ask me!
Getting this chair here was easy breezy, and while I was carrying it I was able to sit in it at the same time!
Then how'd you get the flag on the door?
I have two hands.
...
No wonder his pecs are so well defined.
Well, you'd have to be strong to fight a whole army of...
...what was overrunning Akrillic again?
Fleas!
Oh, that's a little underwhelming.
Underwhelming?
They can leap 30 feet into the air, with legs as long as my entire body!
Oh, the fleas where you come from sound huge!
Well, they are very plucky.
They wait for me to go off the island for a single day, and when I get back they've laid their eggs everywhere, stolen all of my flags and put their own up on MY masts!
Those masts run in the family...
...ever since my grandpappy was young.
He was hoisting our flags to show those fleas who really owns Akrillic!
And he's not around anymore, so I've got to do it for him!
So you've done this before?
You bet!
Those fleas didn't even know what had hit them, cuz I had it in for them!
I was blowing up caves and leaping tidal waves and climbing the rooftops of Plok town to get them all off my island!
Crikey, explosives?
He must have a dealer.
Actually, the fleas set it up themselves in the caves.
Absolute numskulls, how dense can you be?
I bet these bugs don't know how to tie their own laces!
I wouldn't say that around Rollie...
Or me!
I'll have you know that I've entrusted my own competing mech to a talented snail pilot!
Well, good on you then.
In fact, now that I think about it, there's a chance you two might face each other soon enough, if one of you loses this round, while the other wins this one and loses the next!
Well, I'll be damned if I don't think I'm winning the first two rounds and then some!
I doubt there's any chance of me going down any time soon!
I like your spirit, Plok!
You seemed quite mellow and feeble before, but I don't think I'd want to mess with you now.
I'm not letting anyone mess me around!
There'll be limbs flying, I tell ya!
Well that's a nice note to end this interview on, before anyone loses an arm!
Hoho!
Good one!
What's an arm?
...
You're sat in an armchair.
I still don't get it.
It's the thing that connects your hand to your body, but...
...I guess you don't have arms.
Not if I haven't heard of them!!!
Well, let's wrap it up here then.
Are you coming, Plok?
What do you mean?
I own this interview room now!
It's got my flag on the door.
It won't be if I take the flag down!~
Nozomi takes the flag off of the door.
Oh, you've rubbed me the wrong way now!
I'M NOT HAVING ANY OF THAT!!!
Oh no, what have I done.
Nozomi sprinted down the hallway, dropping the flag to the floor, and Gary follows, not waddling far behind. Meanwhile, weh cat phases through the wall and floats into the room.
weh
weh cat grabs the left-behind package of Oreos, and swallows it whole.
weh (yummy)
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