JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Grimm

Chapter XXIV: Jedan Ligera and Celine Ai-Ghirga

Weeb Town has a group dinner in Burnham's very own Trussardini's Silk Table.

Rick tastes the wine served.

*tsk tsk tsk*

Rick puts the liquid of his flask into it.

*tsk tsk tsk*

"Alright, that's good," said Rick.

Lord, Do'Bumsha, Lei, Steven, Zed, Star, Rick, Morty, Yang, Ryle, Celine, Van, and Motorhead all eat silently at the dinner table.

*sploosh splash*

Hierophant Green appears before the group.

"Hey, losers," smiled Ghost Jedan, speaking to them through Hierophant Green.

"What do you want, Ghost Jedan," sighed Celine.

"It's been six months since the President had stepped down from office," said Ghost Jedan. "This is a democratic parliament, and if you remember, the current President was elected-..."

"Which Miguel secretly arranged by secretly eliminating other runners by buying them off-..." said Lei.

"I was just getting to that..." said Ghost Jedan. "We need your help."

"Why is that?" asked Rick, drinking more of the wine. "What does the multidimensional government want us for help?"

"The leader just declared war on Waffle Makers," said Ghost Jedan.

Star gasps. "Oh no!"

Zed pats her head. "It's alright, Star. I doubt that the order would-..."

"It's already begun," said Ghost Jedan. "Apparently he melted his arm with one and now hates all waffle makers."

"This sounds serious," said Kapitan Dirigma. "I say we speak to the old ruler and have him duel the new one over the throne."

"No, Bumi," said Lei. "We're democratic."

"Democracy..." chuckled Kapitan. "The fool's government. Why not rule with martial law and an iron fist? Let that Miguel fellow rule. That half-brother of yours."

"The Philippines already had that ruler," said Lord.

"See? And how do you view this fellow?" asked Kapitan.

"Dividedly," replied all the Filipinos at the table.

"Foolish Homo Sapiens," Kapitan shook his head. "If only you all had the blood of Fortisites-..."

"You are not giving your genetic material into our bodies to rejuvenate your race," said Lei.

"Psh... Psh!" said Kapitan. "Fine," he bowed his head.

"So? It's just a freaking waffle maker," said Morty. "It's not like it's going to matter!"

"Waffle makers!?" asked Rick. "Do you realize how much that would affect the Multiversal Economy? Americans from each Universe would rage if he bans waffles. Eight universes, seven sets of Unites States. All rebel just because of a fucking waffle. Remember the President, Morty? He's still president Morty! WE'LL HAVE ANOTHER WAR WITH THE PRESIDENT!!! Do you know how much fishermen costumes are or how much does it take to get them made!?"

"Who's the new leader, anyway?" asked Lord. "Some robot from another dimension, right?"

"Uh..." said Ghost Jedan.

Meanwhile...

BMO, Finn's gaming console in the form of a tiny robot, plays golf on his desk as the tiny ball drops on a glass underneath the table. He is rectangular in shape, has a screen for a face, buttons on his torso, and tiny noodly arms and legs.