*in the auditorium*
*sits down* I wonder why the Chief called this meeting.
I have no idea. He has seemed a bit depressed lately.
I am sure that the Chief will reveal what he has to say real soon.
What kinda foo' brought me here? *sits down*
*walks in and sits down*
*looks over to Laya* What is Laya doing here? She is not a control member.
*looks over to Orak with a mean glare, then places her eyes on the stage*
Are you sure that you want to do this Al?
Tim, right now, I have to. *gets up and starts for the microphone*
Alright, if you say so.
What is the Tool man doing here?
Fellow Control Members, I bet you are all wondering what I am doing here.
You bet we do ya foo'. I have milk to deliever.
Yeah, anyways. I have invited the Tool man and Laya to be here in this meeting. This meeting concerns them.
Anyways, after a long thought, I have decided to retire as Chief of control.
Why do this chief?
I am getting too old for this. I don't feel useful anymore. So my last duty as Chief was to appoint the Tool man as Chief.
But Chief, what will happen to me?
You Selan are a free woman now. You can stay with control as a field agent, or leave and do what you wish.
I am no longer your chief. I am just Al Bundy, doomed shoe salesman. *a moment of silence* Anyways, treat the Tool man as you would treat me. Bye bye, my friends... and Orak. *walks off, into the distance*
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