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Need to read Episode 5 first
Upon hearing his evil uncle’s voice on his own doorstep, the sweet man-child trooper Echo let out the most chilling, ear-piercing, blood-curdling scream that the other party attendants had ever heard. As his screaming continued, it caused all of the troopers to reach up to hold their ears from the excruciating pain.
In order to survive, Commander Wolffe, who was still rolling around on the apartment floor, had to let go of his eye, which was already in agony from his dumb brother Cody throwing chocolate cake directly into it, and instead clutch his ears.
Captain Rex, being merely a weak captain and so near to the boy at the time of his fit, instantly passed out, falling out of his chair and with a cracking noise hitting face first onto the floor with his butt up in the air.
Commanders Fox and Cody being slightly further away from Echo, tensed up and grabbed at their ears as did Commander Gree who stood outside of the doorway.
No one knew what was happening to Licorice, he was still underneath a sheet.
As Echo’s scream continued, there was only one clone, one man, one hero who had not been affected. Immune to his weird nephew’s incredible powers, Captain Fordo stood up slowly from the table and started to make his way towards the door. He first walked by the prone Captain Rex, with his butt stuck up in the air, it was impossible for Fordo to resist giving his annoying brother a kick in the crack. No one would ever know whether or not the silent captain grinned mischievously underneath his helmet. Before he went too far, the red and white clad captain had an idea, changed his mind and turned back around. Fordo came back to the table, since everyone else was occupied, and scooped up a piece of Cody’s delicious looking cake that, just like Wolffe, he had been waiting forever to taste. With the scrumptious dessert in his gloved hand, he lifted his helmet slightly with his left hand before bringing the cake to his mouth. Fordo’s mouth salivated as his tongue made contact with the delectable pastry. It was just as delicious as he had imagined. Commander Cody might have been a mediocre clone, but the man was a master baker.
With the cake successfully tasted, Captain Fordo grabbed another large scoop, filling his entire hand, and again turned toward the front door. As he crossed the room, he passed his brother Wolffe who was still crying like an infant on the floor. Fordo felt bad for the man, all he had wanted the entire night was some cake, and Cody had denied him time after time. The silent captain used his boot to kick the gray and white commander flat onto his back. The rather fetching Wolffe looked up at Fordo with a glare, or maybe it was his normal face, Fordo wasn’t one-hundred percent sure. Slowly, the captain kneeled down, putting a knee on either side of his brother’s torso, while the surprised commander watched with an eyebrow raised and his lips slightly parted.
Wolffe strained his head forward, Fordo could feel the commander’s abdominal muscles flexing as he worked hard to hold up his head. “Fordo, what are you–” Wolffe started to ask but as he spoke Fordo reached forward and pushed his chocolate cake-filled fingers into his grumpy brother’s mouth. The red and white captain continued to use his fingers to shove more and more cake into his starving brother’s pie hole. As the dessert penetrated Wolffe’s mouth, the commander’s eyes rolled back and his head fell gently back against the ground. Grinning, his teeth entirely brown with chocolate, Wolffe said softly, “Fordo, you are amazing.” The one-eyed man laid there, his eyes barely even half-open, smiling in pure ecstasy.
Feeling successful, Fordo stood up and again walked towards the door. He could still hear the boy screaming, but his self-defence mechanism was still futile against a two-dimensional soldier of supreme skill and intellect such as himself. After walking super-slow the entire time, Fordo finally made it to Cody and Fox at the front door. The red and white captain reached down for his extra cool gun, set it to stun, and leveled it at Gree’s head. Fordo couldn’t fathom why his obese brother had decided to show up at the apartment of the brother that Gree had so callously eaten. Fordo thought Gree’s choice was both extremely rude and in poor taste. So, while Gree hunched forward and held his ears in an effort to protect himself from Echo’s shrill scream, Fordo shot the camouflaged commander and the lardo with the world’s dumbest haircut fell to the ground.
Commander Gree woke up with a pounding headache. As his eyes adjusted, he realized that he was tied up to a dining room chair. He heard laughter and his head turned toward the sound. The commander could see his brothers at a table laughing and eating some delicious looking chocolate cake together.
“Hey, what’s going on boys? Why have you got me tied up while you guys get to eat cake?” he shouted over to them.
The troopers instantly stopped laughing, their heads turning toward their captive. They all seemed to have scowls on their faces. Gree didn’t understand what was going on. Suddenly, Gree heard a noise and turned to the side of him where he found his brother Fordo sitting in a chair beside him with a gun pointed at Gree.
“Fordo?!” Gree asked in horror. “What are you doing?” Gree watched his brother as the two dimensional man slowly moved the blaster and poked him in his belly. Fordo then brought the gun back up and leveled it at Gree’s head. “Is this about Greg? I told the boy I was sorry! You have to understand how hungry I was. It was Gregor’s fault for being so damn appetizing!”
“What a disgusting excuse, Gree,” he heard Cody’s bratty voice say from his other side. Gree turned again to find Commanders Cody, Fox, and a chocolate-covered Wolffe standing and glaring at him. “So let me guess, you probably want to eat me now, don’t you?” Cody asked as he wiggled his head and pursed his lips.
Gree lifted an eyebrow at Cody, and said, “No, not really.”
Cody’s mouth dropped open. “Wait, why not?” he said, obviously hurt by Gree’s answer.
“I dunno. I’d probably go with Wolffe first especially since he is already covered in sugar,” Gree explained.
“Wolffe?! You have got to be kidding me, he has a gross eyeball,” Cody complained.
“Your entire face is gross,” Wolffe told Cody.
“Wolffe’s eye isn’t gross, Cody, stop being a jerk for once,” Fox added.
“Yeah, it makes him extra handsome. He’s got this bad-boy thing going on and it’s really working for him, and there’s also the chocolate,” Gree explained his reasoning, while licking his lips.
Cody rolled his eyes. “Fine, but after you killed Wolffe and ate him…then it would be me right?”
The tied up Gree moved his head to the side to see who else was in the room, and he casually said, “Nah, probably Rex.”
“REX!?” Cody squealed.
Wolffe started to laugh uncontrollably as Cody was rejected once again. “He picked Rex over you and Rex is literally face down in a puddle of drool at this very moment.”
Gree shrugged his shoulders, and said, “I dunno something about how dumb he is…makes him extra cute.”
Commander Cody’s nostrils were so flared out that it was most likely painful. Gree continued, “And then after Rex I’d probably…”
“You know what!” Cody shouted, cutting Gree off. “No one cares! You committed clonicide, how dare you show your face here?”
“I said I’m sorry! What do you idiots want from me!” Gree shouted, fed up with his treatment. The suspender-sporting clone struggled against the ropes wrapped around him.
A new voice entered the conversation, it was sweet and gentle. “Uncko Gwee Gwee?” the voice said. It was the sad trooper man boy Echo. The pale trooper pushed aside his uncles Cody and Wolffe and stood in front of the tied up commander. Echo’s face was sad, his frown making him even uglier than usual. “Is that my papa in there?” Echo asked as he gently touched Gree’s belly with his probe stick.
Gree felt horrible. He honestly wasn’t a bad guy. Gree sighed as he looked at the depressed clone. “It is, nephew. I think because his perfectly sculpted body was basically pure muscle, it’s taking an extra long time to digest him. I've been extremely constipated ever since.”
Commander Fox bent over and vomited onto Cody’s boots.
“Seriously? Come on, Fox!” Cody shouted before he stormed off to go clean himself off.
Wolffe moved forward and poked Gree’s disgusting stomach. “How on Kamino did you even fit Gregor in your mouth, the man was huge,” he asked the camouflaged commander.
“You’d be surprised what a hungry man can do,” Gree said as he winked at Wolfe. Wolffe’s head jerked back and he cringed.
“Hey, I’m back. What did I miss?” Cody said as he pushed Wolffe to the side.
Gree, Wolffe, Fox and even Echo all stared at Commander Cody, completely speechless.
“Cody, did you wipe chocolate on your face so Gree would find you more appetizing?” Wolffe asked his sad, pathetic and desperate brother.
“What? No? Is it working?” Cody asked, his forehead and cheeks smeared with chocolate.
“No, Wolffe and Rex are still above you and so are Fox and Fordo because I find your level of desperation utterly repulsive,” Gree told the orange commander.
“Why would you even want to be on the list, Cody. I don’t want to be on the list and now thanks to you, I’m on the list,” Fox added.
“Papa, I think you’re supa hansum,” Echo piped in, trying to make his new dad feel better. Although deep down, Echo knew that compared to Gregor, Cody looked like an old door.
Cody sighed, and told the sweet boy, “Thank you, son.”
As soon as Cody finished speaking, the boney white trooper released a rancid fart and the troopers started to struggle to breathe. “Sorry Papa, your face reminded me of poopoo.” The three commanders ran off and left the tied up Gree alone to inhale the gas as punishment. The boy’s putrid powers were so magnificent that even Fordo had to vacate the area.
“Leave Gree in the shit smell! That’s what he gets!” Wolffe shouted from the other side of the room. “Echo! Air out your butt in his face! Do it for Gregor!”
Commander Gree, who had gone purple from trying to hold his breath, watched as Echo giggled before bending over and shaking his skinny butt in front of his face. Unable to hold his breath any longer, the green clad commander gasped for air and instantly tasted the boy’s spicy fumes. Seconds later, Gree passed out.
As the particles from Echo’s fart drifted throughout the small apartment, the facedown Captain Rex started to stir. The toxic smell electrified the blond officer and with his face still throbbing from his fall, he lifted himself up off of the floor. The man sat himself back in his chair at the table and looked at his brothers. When Rex saw Cody he lifted an eyebrow and asked, “Did Echo shit on your face?”
His question caused Wolffe to immediately snort.
Upon hearing his name, the creepy trooper stopped jiggling his butt on Gree and slid his way into the dining area with his uncles.
“You should see your own face, Rex,” Cody responded. The commander of course was referring to the fact that Rex’s already huge nose was completely crooked, swollen and covered in blood.
“Poor Uncko Wexy. You look so nasty,” Echo let him know.
“I dunno, Echo. I think it makes him look rugged,” Cody said with a dumb smile.
“Let’s just say that both of your faces now show off how dumb you both actually are,” Wolffe explained.
Out of nowhere, Fordo approached Wolffe with a napkin and gently wiped the gray and white clad commander’s mouth where he still had some chocolate left over from when Fordo had so seductively fed him cake earlier. “Thanks Fordo. Why can’t they all be more like you?” Wolffe said, as he smiled at his perfect brother.
Nasty face Rex, who literally had dried crusty drool all over his chin, jumped forward at the other captain and griped, “Fordo, what are you doing? I thought captains stuck together!”
Commander Wolffe, his face now sparkling clean, wrapped his sculpted arm around Fordo’s strong shoulder and grinned at the busted up Rex. “Your face is embarrassing, Rex, can you go clean it up?”
“Men, can we focus? What are we going to do with Gree?” Commander Fox interjected. “Wait, where did Cody go?” The red and white commander asked as he spun around. His question caused his brothers to also turn and look for the man of the hour.
They found the Marshal on a ladder hanging his gift from Fordo on the wall. “Is it really time for that right now, Cody?” Fox asked. Once Cody had the painting level and he climbed down the ladder, he turned around with a huge grin. All of his brothers stared at the painting in silence.
“Cody, what did Obi-Wan do to you that you ended up such a sad man,” Wolffe said.
The clones all looked at Fordo's updated nude painting of the orange commander. Fordo turned his head to the side, trying to understand what he was actually looking at.
“Why is it dark brown now? I'm not the only one who noticed that, right?” Fox asked, as he turned towards Wolffe who was still examining the portrait.
“I think he used the chocolate icing from the kitchen,” Wolffe said.
Rex made his way across the room towards Cody. The blond captain climbed the ladder up to the picture where he then put his nose on the commander's now extremely large, long and awkwardly very dark brown “banana”. Commander Wolffe rolled his eyes as he watched Rex stick out his tongue and slowly lick the painting.
“Yup, it's chocolate,” Rex confirmed what no one asked him to.
Wolffe's saliva choked him and he started to gag, Fordo came over to console the commander, rubbing his back.
“I had to make it more accurate!” Cody shouted at the room.
“If you and Rex both die tonight, I'd be perfectly ok with it,” Wolffe said as he got his gag reflex back under control.
“Men! Focus!” Commander Fox again tried to rein in his brothers. “We have to figure out what to do with Gree! We can’t just keep him tied up in Cody's apartment forever.”
Commander Cody, who was helping Rex get the chocolate off of his enormous swollen nose, looked away from the blond clone and shouted, “You’re the police-clone, why can’t you just arrest him!”
Commander Fox’s jaw dropped. “I am not a police-clone!” The shock trooper turned towards Wolffe and Fordo and asked, “Can you believe he thinks I’m not a real trooper?”
Commander Wolffe’s eyes went wide and he shook his head rapidly and Fordo decided to look at something on the ceiling.
Hurt and frustrated, Commander Fox growled and shouted, “Fine! But it doesn’t matter anyway, I have no jurisdiction on Cantonica.”
“I knew it!” Cody shouted before muttering “Police-clone” under his breath.
Commander Cody's level of annoying had shattered all of his previous records and the red and white commander had had enough. “That’s it, Cody! I’m leaving this stupid party. You are the biggest jerk, no one likes you and I don’t even know why I came!” Fox exploded.
“Good, take your horrible present with you!” Cody screamed back.
“Ouch,” Wolffe added.
Cody’s last comment had gone too far. Commander Fox had made that gift for his brother out of the kindness of his Jango Fett cloned heart. With each piece of macaroni that he had glued onto the popsicle stick frame, he had thought of their times together as younglings on Kamino, before they had been sent off in opposite directions in the war. He could remember a time when Cody had been his favorite brother. The red and white commander’s lip flipped over and wiggled a bit before a tear fell from his eye.
“Cody, you are a literal trashcan,” Wolffe said as he watched his poor brother cry.
The crying clone waved his hand at Wolffe dismissively and said, “No. It’s ok, Wolffe. If that’s how Cody feels then it's better that he tells me the truth instead of pretending.” Fox sniffed the snot back into his nose. “Come on, Licorice. Let’s go home,” the devastated Fox said as he spun around back towards the dining area. The commander sniffed some more and then wiped the tears from his eyes, he thought maybe he wasn’t seeing clearly. “Licorice?” he called out. The younger clone was not where they had left him. Fox could see his sheet on the floor, but the clone was missing.
“Uncko Wicowice?” Echo asked from beside Fox.
Soon the rest of the troopers made their way over to the dining table.
“I’m sure he just went to the bathroom. We still need to figure out what to do with Gree,” Commander Wolffe said, as he turned to look at his fat brother. However, when he looked at the chair where Gree had been tied, the green commander was not there. “Oh no,” Wolffe said softly.
The police-clone Fox had already connected the dots. “HE ATE LICORICE!” a distraught Fox screamed out, horrified by his brother’s disgusting and cruel actions. “Blasters ready, men!” Commander Fox gave the command. Commander Gree was a criminal and the man needed to be dealt with.
“He could be anywhere!” Cody squealed and he reached out to grab Captain Rex, pulling him against his body.
Captain Rex might have been extremely dumb but he was also extremely brave. If holding on to him gave his weenie brother comfort, then he would let Cody squeeze him all night. Rex realized that he had to protect these men, especially his weak nephew who had already lost his father to the monster Gree. “Let’s split up and find the bastard,” Rex told the room. “Fordo, you’re with me.”
“No dip-shit, Fordo is with me. You are with Cody, the loser is literally hugging you as we speak,” Wolffe said, completely rejecting Rex’s plan. “I’m also taking Fox. I’m not getting near that kid, he still smells like diarrhea."
“My butt is itchy,” Echo added for some reason, before using his probe stick to dig into his crack for relief.
“O-k, come on Fox and Fordo. We will check the kid’s room. You guys check Cody’s. The apartment is small it shouldn’t be hard to find him,” Wolffe instructed everyone.
Moments later, Commander Wolffe slowly turned the handle to Echo’s room and pushed it open carefully, trying to not make a sound. Fox and Fordo stood behind him watching his back. Not seeing any movement, Wolffe pushed the door open further. “Come on,” Wolffe whispered, as he flicked on the light.
The three troopers entered the child’s room.
“It smells horrible, right?” Fox asked.
“Smells just like the nasty kid. I think because Gregor literally shat him out, that shit is his natural odor,” Wolffe explained his scholarly theory.
Commander Gree was definitely not in the small poo-scented room. “He’s not here, let’s regroup with the others,” Fox suggested.
Before they left, Wolffe looked down at the floor where some of Echo’s toys were scattered and noticed some trooper action figures. Wolffe smiled as he recalled his childhood. “Look, Cody still has his old trooper figurines,” he said to Fordo and Fox. Wolffe squatted down and picked up one that had been painted orange.
Fox came over next to Wolffe and picked up the other figure, it had been painted blue. “What happened to this one? His face is all worn off.”
Wolffe narrowed his eyes upon seeing the state of the poor trooper toy, then said, “It’s Cody. The man is disgusting.” Fox cringed and immediately dropped the toy.
Meanwhile, Captain Rex led Commander Cody and Echo to Gregor’s old room. The captain could tell that Gree eating poor Licorice had really freaked the orange commander out. The frightened trooper held on to Rex’s kama the entire time that they searched for the cannibal. “Everyone quiet, ok?” Rex said and Echo and Cody both nodded.
The captain of the 501st approached the door to the room. It was already slightly open and he could see that the room was dark. Rex pushed his face into the opening and peeked in. He couldn’t see anything but he heard horrendous noises.
“UHH AHHHH NNHHH”
Rex pulled his head back, and told the other two clones, “I’m pretty sure Gree is in there. Sounds like he has a tummy ache.”
“Me too,” Echo surprisingly said and instantly scrunched his face together. Cody and Rex reacted quickly. They reached forward to get Echo to stop, but it was too late the boy pushed out a bowel movement and it splashed to the ground.
“Echo!” Rex whispered angrily at his nephew. The man boy frowned.
“Rex! Don’t get mad at him. He's just a child,” Cody chided his brother.
Rex sighed. “You're right, Cody. Echo, I'm sorry,” he said to the sad stinky trooper.
“It's ok Uncko Wexy. Now kiss me,” Echo said quickly, causing Rex to raise an eyebrow.
“Echo, it's not time for kissing,” Rex explained, becoming frustrated. Gree was just inside the room, they could apprehend the killer right now if Echo could just focus and would stop trying to kiss every trooper that he saw.
Commander Cody finally let go of Rex's kama and instead placed his hand on Rex's heroic shoulder. Cody tilted his head and looked beyond the captain’s disgustingly big and purple nose and into his eyes, before saying, “Rex, I thought I told you, there's always time for kissing.”
Rex sighed. It was true. Cody had told him that before. The blue and white captain looked at Echo. He loved his nephew but even he could admit that the child was pretty gross, plus there was a puddle of poo right there beside them. Realizing it would be better to just hurry up and get it over with, Rex came closer to Echo. The captain watched the bald man lick his lips with his gray tongue before pushing them out in anticipation for Rex's kiss.
Just as Rex was about to close his eyes and get the job done, Cody suddenly spoke up and said, “If it makes you less nervous, I'll join in too.” Confused, Rex watched Cody come in from the side and bring his lips to Echo’s. The captain then decided that it did help to have his older brother there. Looking around one last time to confirm that definitely no one was watching, Rex leaned forward and kissed both Commander Cody and Echo. The three clones made loud kissing noises and an excited Echo continuously released noxious gas.
As Commander Wolffe and his two red and white brothers exited Cody’s son’s room, he turned his head down the hallway towards where Cody’s room would be. It was then that he saw something. It was something he never thought he would see. The gray and white commander reached up with his gloved hands and rubbed his eyeballs. He could not actually believe that what he was seeing could really be happening.
Captain Fordo, who had not let his eyes leave his incredible brother Wolffe since the two had shared their extremely intimate chocolate cake eating moment earlier, watched as his handsome brother’s jaw fell open and the man began to rub his eyes. Fordo followed the clone’s line of sight until he too saw the odd scene that was occurring outside of Cody’s bedroom.
“Why did we stop?” Commander Fox asked as he stepped outside of Echo’s room and into the wall that was Wolffe and Fordo. For some reason, the two clones were not moving. To Fox, they seemed to be frozen and perhaps looking at something further down the hallway. “What is it?” he asked as he tried to push the two men apart.
“I…I can’t believe it,” Wolffe muttered, before releasing a soft chuckle.
“Believe what? What is it?” an annoyed Fox begged his brothers to tell him.
“All this time. I knew Cody was a weirdo, but Rex too? This is just too good to be true,” Wolffe said as a huge grin began to consume his face.
Fordo turned to look at him, Wolffe’s smile was contagious and the silent trooper grinned underneath his helmet.
Commander Fox watched Fordo as he looked at the grinning Wolffe, Fox then saw the captain gently tap Wolffe’s hand and the two looked at one another. Wolffe and Fordo's secret joke was the last straw. At that moment, Fox had become so fed up from all of the events of that stupid day. First Licorice had embarrassed him, then Fordo had copied his gift idea, then Cody had called him a police-clone as well as telling him he hated his handmade gift, and now Wolffe and Fordo were teaming up together to mess with him. Fox wanted to leave the party and he wanted to leave now. The commander took a few steps down the opposite end of the hall, and then he began to gather his strength. The furious clone lowered his head and scratched the ground with his boot as he prepared to charge. Again and again he brought his foot across the hallway carpet as his anger built, until finally, he exploded. With what he assumed was an awesome Mandalorian battle cry but it definitely wasn't, the man sprung forward at full speed.
Wolffe and Fordo heard his yell and the two agile clones easily stepped out of the way of the insane commander. Fox continued running down the hall, eventually stumbling into the scene that Wolffe and Fordo apparently had been staring at earlier: Echo, Rex, and Cody with their eyes closed, their lips meeting in the center as they kissed each other. The horrific event stupified the commander and he started to lose balance. Upon noticing Fox for the first time, the three clones’ eyes went wide and they stopped kissing and moved out of the way as soon as they realized that someone had spotted them. Then, Fox’s control worsened when his boot slipped on a puddle of something near the child clone, causing him to fly through the air.
The flying red and white police-clone pushed through Cody’s bedroom door and continued through the air like a torpedo until he landed smack dab on the huge protruding belly of the groaning Commander Gree.
Gree, who had been laying on Cody’s bed in excruciating stomach pain, convulsed at being landed on by the commander. The suspender wearing cannibalistic commander’s mouth opened wide as Fox knocked the air right out of him. Then, in what could only be described as a disgusting and bodily-fluid-filled scene, Licorice the shock trooper flew out of the green commander’s mouth and Gregor the commando simultaneously shot out of Gree’s butt.
A slimy wet Captain Gregor slid across the bedroom floor until his body stopped at the door. Licorice also landed somewhere in the room but everyone was paying attention to Gregor because he was super popular.
“PAPA!” Echo shouted and ran to his bile covered real daddy. The knob headed trooper fell to the ground and grabbed his papa’s hand and looked down at his face that somehow, even covered in excrement, looked absolutely dreamy and irresistible. Everyone held their breath.
Seconds later, the clones in the house were shocked and ecstatic to hear the beloved commando reply, “Echo, my boy.”
Tears of joy streamed down Echo’s wrinkled face.
All of Gregor’s brothers cheered at the commando’s rebirth, all except for Commander Cody whose upper lip had begun to curl up. To Cody, life had been so much better when the freakishly handsome Gregor had been a turd stuck inside of Gree’s intestine. Cody wasn't ready to go back to his old life.
Once they remembered his existence, Commander Wolffe and Fordo moved to check on the young shock trooper. The leader of the Wolfpack went to the ground and lifted the trooper's upper body, resting it in his lap. He shook Licorice gently. Wolffe had never actually met the poor man, Licorice had been frozen the entire time since Wolffe had arrived. The seasoned commander was relieved to hear sounds of the trooper stirring.
“Ugh, what happened?” Licorice said, his helmet still on.
“Commander Gree ate you, but your commander got you out. Everything's ok now, trooper,” Wolffe explained, as he patted Licorice gently on his upper chest.
Suddenly, the trooper started to shake uncontrollably in the commander's hands. “Co-co-co man-man-man Woof woof woof,” Licorice repeated the strange string of noises. Wolffe didn't know what was happening. To his shock, steam started to release from the trooper's helmet and Wolffe finally let go of him.
Commander Fox finally lifted his body off of Gree’s. “Wolffe, you are too amazing! Quick. Put a pillow on his head before he explodes!”
The trooper's body continued to jerk and twitch. Panicking, Wolffe quickly did as Fox had suggested and placed a pillow on Licorice’s face. The soldier’s body jerked a few more times and then a confused Wolffe heard, “Ahhh.” Then, Licorice's body seemed to relax.
“Well, that was weird. He should be relaxed for awhile now,” Fox said as he got off of the bed. When he turned back around he finally noticed what he had done to Gree. Apparently, with Gregor and Licorice no longer in his body, the commander was just an empty sack. Gree was dead.
“Wow.” Wolffe said upon seeing his ugly brother's deflated corpse. “This has got to be the worst party ever. Well, it's good to have you back, Gregor.” Wolffe moved towards the door. “Since Gregor is back I guess you aren't a dad after all Cody which means just like you…this party is useless. Come on Fordo, let's get out of here.” The commander motioned for the captain to come over to him and the two quickly left the room.
“Welcome back, Gregor.” Fox told his kind brother. Then he moved towards Cody and said, “I never want to see you again. Come on, Licorice.” A no longer pent up Licorice jumped up and followed the red and white commander out of the room.
With only Cody and Rex remaining in the room with them, Echo told his daddy, “Papa, Uncko Co-wee was my papa when you were dead!”
The commando smiled and slowly sat himself up. The perfect man leaned forward and grabbed his ugly son in an embrace. As his head rested on Echo's shoulder he saw Cody, he loved Cody immensely and he wasn't surprised that his caring brother had stepped up to take care of his boy.
“Thank you, Cody. You don't know how much that means to me.”
Commander Cody didn't know what to say, he was having an internal struggle at the moment.
Luckily, Rex was there and interrupted, “Gregor, you are filthy! Let's get you in the tub and scrub you up until you're shiny.”
His mind somewhere else, Cody watched as Echo and Rex worked together to lift the tall, muscular clone up from the floor and walked him to the bathroom.
“You should've stayed dead, Gregor,” he whispered to himself once the two were gone, as he clenched his fist tightly.
Cody’s face started to slowly twist up as he began to think evil thoughts and make horrible plans. A sadistic grin came across his face and he opened his mouth to release a maniacal laugh, but before he could, again Rex's voice interrupted his thoughts, “Cody, could you be a sweetheart and get Gree’s skin sack out of Gregor's bed for him?”
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