Right Hand Man

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Men that had enlisted for the army saw a full armada approaching. They stated the obvious:

"Boscan Admiral Howe's got troops on the water...

Thirty-two-thousand troops on Magnolia's harbor...

When they surround our troops!

They surround our troops!

When they surround our troops!"

Natsu was among the young soldiers. He was with all of his friends, including Burr.

"As a kid in the Penegrade...

I wished for a war.

I knew that I was poor,

I knew it was the only way to.." He whispered, standing still.

"Rise up!" His friends completed the sentence.

"If they tell my story...

I am either gonna die on the battlefield in glory or-" He continued.

"Rise up!" They whisper-yelled together.

"I will fight for this land!

But there's only one man who can give us a command so we can-" Natsu began.

"Rise up!" They had stopped whispering.

"Understand? It's the only way to-" Natsu was shouting now.

"Rise up! Rise up!" They had also risen in volume.

"HERE HE COMES!" Natsu pointed to the silhouette of a short man.

"Here comes the General!" The soldiers shouted.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" Burr screamed.

"Here comes the General!" Their volume increased.

"The moment you've been waiting for!" Burr declared.

"Here comes the General!" They had nearly reached the top of their lungs.

"THE PRIDE OF TENROU ISLAND!" Burr was at the top of his lungs.

"HERE COMES THE GENERAL!" They were much louder than Burr.

"MAKAROV WASHINGTON!" He was visible now.

Washington stepped in front of his soldiers.

"We are outgunned!" He proclaimed.

"WHAT?!" Was the soldiers' stunned reaction.

"Outmanned!" He was indeed bearing bad news.

"WHAT?!" The soldiers felt fear.

"Outnumbered, outplanned!" He continued.

"Buck, buck,buck,buck,buck!" They ran in different directions.

"We've got to make an all out stand!

Ayo, I'm gonna need a right-hand man!" He yelled.

"Buck,buck,buck,buck,buck!" They had come back. Who wouldn't want to be the General's right-hand man?

"Check it.

Let me be real a second.

For just a millisecond.

Can I let down my guard and tell the people how I feel a second?

Now I'm the model of a modern major general!

The venerated Tenrou veteran whose men are all,

Lining up to put me on a pedestal!

Writin' letters to relatives,

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