Benjamin Ya

Kip OMEGA

Leona Pollendina

Script

Ben: What a mess. You better tell Cecil this wasn't my fault! *to Leona*

Leona: *looks at Ben* No, it wasn't, but if he finds out about... *looks at Kip* Someone is going to the scrap heap.

Ben: We don't have much of a choice right now.

Red Wings: Your Highness! *come rushing towards Ben and see the mess all over the place*

Leona: *addresses them* Strangest weather we've been having?