A new front (halo x azure lane)

The Convoy

In the early morning hours, when the sun just peaks over the horizon, Mons Wakes up to Patches batting at his nose intensely while meowing incessantly." Alright, alright, I'm up, Patches. you don't need to hit me in the face." Mons stated while yawning, picking up the feline and placing him on his shoulder. He lumbers out of the bed.

"Hey, Where is Sanders?"

"Meow"

"Ah, Back to work already, eh? Do you know what part of the ship he is at?"

"Meow"

Mons Just sighs, places Patches on his dresser, and puts on his clothes. He looks up in the mirror as he puts on his black eyepatch. He is shocked at the figure that looks back at him. What looks back at him is a former shell of what he once was. Where once he had two sharp silver eyes, there is now only one, which is now dull silver with a massive bag under it. His skin, while covered in scars, was largely unblemished. Nowadays, It is covered in some places with burns, indents, and bandages. His skin is colored more in the reddish-pink that comes with burn scars rather than his previously mostly cream color. " I look like those old colony ships..." Mons mutters as his head drops in his hand. " You know, I wanted a wife at some point, Patches, But with how I look, I doubt anyone will even want to go on a date with me. It Doesn't help that everyone is scared of me...".

Patches turn his head slightly and meows at Mons before jumping down and rubbing against his leg. He meowed assuredly towards Mons, seeming to try and lift his spirits."Yes, they are Patches. I have seen it with my own eye. Just last night, when I was eating with Unicorn and Illustrious, people stared at me. They all looked terrified; some of them just straight up left when I sat down!" Mons cried out. " I-Is it my height o-or my scars? Am I just scary in general!?". Mons fell back on his bed, head in his hands. " I just want friends, I just want people to like me, and I just want my children to love me. And not run away whenever they see me." Mons choked out. Patches, saddened, jumped up on Mons' lap and cuddled with him.

Around 2 hours later

Mons can be seen riding his ship's rail system, with Patches on his shoulder, to Sanders, who is in the communications array. Patches looks bored and begins playing with Mons's earlobe before meowing a question. " We are taking the rail because I want to, Patches. And because I'm trying to use my cane less," Mons sarcastically replied."Meow"

"Oh really, talking back now?"

"Meow!"

"Doubling down, are we?"

"Meow..."

"That's what I thought *pats head*."

The train stops, and the pair exit the train and then walk towards the Comms Array. When the door to the Array opens, they are met with the sight of sparks and wires sprawled out along the massive room. In the center is Sanders fiddling with a screen holding dot in one wing. Mons walks up to Sanders and asks how he and the repairs are going. After a short exchange of pleasantries, Mons picks up Sanders, places him on his other shoulder, and begins fiddling with the Comm array. " So, how are the wire connections?" Mons questioned. Dot explains that the wires have been mostly fixed and that the comm Array can be used to a planetary capacity. "Well, let us switch it on then." Mons declared.

Walking over to the central console, Mons presses the on button. The room comes to life with monitors displaying the various broadcasts being picked up. The room erupts in cheers, meows, chirps, and beeps. "Alright, let's see what they are saying," Mons stated.

For the next two hours, Mons collected the messages while Dot decoded them. Sanders and Patches fell asleep after the first 20 minutes with one of the drones cuddling around them, keeping them warm with its built-in heater. "Have you cracked anything interesting yet, Dot?" Mons questioned.