Pancho--now an official Nacho-Nazi--was sent off to the desert along the Dorbozoe and Frezinde border. She and two other soldiers was combing the desert--not literally though. They were searching for Frito spies.
"It's sooo hot! Before we're done I'm going to be a baked Dorito." Soldier 1 complained.
"Just shut yo mouth! You gettin on my nerves." Soldier 2 yelled.
"You two idiots are going to give away our location." Pancho hissed at them.
"Sorry, Lady Pancho." Soldier 1 appologized.
"Don't call me Lady Pancho. It's just Pancho."
"Okay, Lady Pancho!" Soldier 1 said with a stupid look on his face.
"Your parents left you to bake too long as a child, didn't they?"
"How'd you know, Lady Pancho!" Soldier 1 yelled shocked.
"Had a feeling."
"Wow. Lady Pancho isn't just the daughter of Adolf Chipler V, but she's also psychic. That is amazing." Soldier 1 said in awe.
Pancho let out a deep sigh. She didn't want be stuck with the psychopath and the idiot. She was utterly bored out here. Little did she know that her boredom was about to be cured, but not in a way she'll like.
The next thing the three knew, there were explosions and shots being fired. They were coming from all around. The three had nowhere to run. Soldier 1 collapsed on the ground.
"Soldier 1! Soldier 1! Are you okay?" Pancho yelled, now at his side.
"I'm fine, Lady Pancho. Just playing dead." He said completely serious.
Pancho looked at him thinking, "What an idiot. What is wrong with him?" She stood up and looked at Soldier 2 and said, "We have to get out of here."
Before he could respond, he was shot dead. Pancho was panicing and Soldier 1 was still lying on the ground. Pancho decided to let go of all reason and just react. Her first reaction was to srun straight at the enemy. They were so shocked they stopped firing. She pushed past two of the soldiers firing at her and ran through the desert. She had no idea where she was going, but all she knew was that she had to run.
She ran and she ran, but then she reached her limit. She collapsed in the middle of the desert not knowing where she was.
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When she awoke next there was a man standing over her. But not just any man. A Frito.
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HumorThere once was a Dorito. Her name was Pancho. Pancho was a nacho cheese Dorito. Pancho came from a family with a long line of Nacho-Nazis. Her Great-Great-Great-Grandfather was a well know Nacho-Nazi named Adolf Chipler. The whole Chipler family con...
