*Scratch Scratch*
"huh? who's there? come in."
aroused from his focus on logistic reports the commander walks to open the door.
"Oh its you, well hello there little dinergate, if your looking for Sopmod she's at the firing range."
The commander looks down the hallway to see it filled with the 4 legged things.
"Oh dear, I see you have brought our um... "friends" can I help with som- AHHHHHH
"M4 help me!"
"I'm coming whats wrong commander?"
"Bring Sopmod, there's so many of these F*ckers."
*A few seconds later*
"Commander we're here!"
"HELP ME"
The two walk in to find the commanders office swarming with Dinergates, the commander buried under a pile.
"Are you all right commander?"
"Just get these buggers off me!"
"Sopmod do you have something to do with this?"
"Sorry M4 I let the little guy out to play and I guess it brought back some converted friends?"
"I really pray for your Digi-mind some times Sopmod, now tell me where will we keep these?"
"My dorm?"
"Really? Do you think RO, M16, and ST-AR 15 will go along with that?"
"Well uh I uh..."
"Listen they can live in the garage, but the minute I hear about an "incident with them, they are going to be deactivated understand?"
"Ok commander."
"Now run along, and get these things out of here."
"M4 could you get me a Tylenol? I feel a headache coming on from this."
"Of course sir."
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