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“I don’t know but everyone is against me!!!”
"Ehh it's a fun prank we play in you newbs. We need you actually well the sargbey needs you"
“Oh, they need me? Why do they need me?”
"You make a great shield when he forgets his own"
“Reeee I won’t be a shield! You people are pure evil!”
"Only from a certain point of view"
“Oh; and what’s your point of view you maniacs?”
A doubledecker bus pulls up, the words “Economy Tours” is sprayed on the side in script letters
How about a tour of the local monuments and more interesting sites — why we’ll even drive past 
Empire of Dogetopia mansion, serve up some famous lamingtons and Pingu juice, and top it off with a visit to the grand statue of Mr. Peckles!
Empress — can you change a flat tire? Or fix a radio? This one appears shot 😬
The motorcade snakes its way through the streets and boulevards of Wishangton until it arrives at the Capitol building. There, NIB Agents take Coraline to a balcony overlooking the House of Representatives...
The veterans are surprised that the Lulamoonians put in this much effort into the party...
“You got coughs breaking the law here’s your punishment “
Lulamoon Land and Pingu armada
The smuggler reeeees
The Lulamoonians offer the veterans flag capes at the gate of the party.
Empress Coraline II leans over the balcony, watching with excitement at the proceedings below.
"youi shouldnt have doen teh crime then
“It was profitable! All hail money!”
"well sad it was all confensapcted"
“No! How could you confiscate my money you commie devils?”
"Because you got caught?"
“No I didn’t, I was framed!”
Soon, everyone's wearing one...
She is getting a first-hand look inside Lunarian democracy. Inside the ornately-decorated assembly hall, representatives are seated on desks that curve in a semi-circle, with the Speaker's podium at the front. A large Lunarian flag is suspended behind the Speaker's podium. The members are all chatting to one another and discussing issues of the day, before the Speaker bangs her gavel.
"Order! The President of the Republic will now make an address to the House. Now, will you all please stand for the President of the Lunar United States..."
All the members fall silent and stand as the President enters the room. The President takes his place at a podium in front of the Speaker, and the members sit down
Lulamoon Land and Pingu armada
“I highly doubt that “
The co walks back in gets on the table
“Alright men lets get to the aromrry”
The Shaman’s ego warms a bit because he knows they must be counting him as the best ruler — or it could be the Coral of Glory warming in his breast pocket — or it was the tacos from supper 🌮
The Poofy Nation of Lots of Hugs, Pingu armada, and Edmundian Pluto
The poofy bats squeak and offer pamphlets on the benefits of hugs.
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