''Aren't those the tank companies? They're supposed to have radios.'' Pupa said.
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''Aaargh! I'm surrounded by idiots! Don't just stand there!'' Gear said.
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''Aren't those the tank companies? They're supposed to have radios.'' Pupa said.
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''Aaargh! I'm surrounded by idiots! Don't just stand there!'' Gear said.
"I dunno." Cocoon shrugged.
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"How are we supposed to know what is wrong?" Chrysalis asked.
''Go ask the quartermaster.'' Pupa said.
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''I don't know! He's a Changeling! You're the Changeling Queen! I'd expect you to know what's wrong with one of your ''subjects''!'' Gear said.
"The what?" Cocoon asked.
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"I dunno. He hasn't had his medicals checked for 500 years." Chrysalis laughed.
''The guy who keeps tabs on all our materiel.'' Pupa said.
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''For how long now?'' Gear said.
"Okay." Cocoon said, still no clue as to what Pupa meant.
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"Well, however long after he left for." Chrysalis nodded.
''Just trot over to the courtyard and ask for the quartermaster.'' Pupa said.
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''Wow.'' Gear said.
"Can't you?" Cocoon asked.
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"Yep. Now let's help him." Chrysalis suggested.
"Nope." Pupa said.
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"Yes. Let's." Gear said.
"They're cute together." Differential said, grinning.
Chrysalis gently levitated Darrius in the air and threw him at the wall.
"So that's your way of helping ponies?" Gear said.
"He's a changeling." Chrysalis corrected, and Darrius woke up again.
''You're a strange lot.'' Gear said.
Chrysalis' horn glowed and he levitated the now awake Darrius onto Gear's back.
"Hold on! I'm small!" Gear said, quickly stepping backwards. "I can't carry him!"