Legion of toys

"What? Dragons are cool. Though I personally prefer Barbies and model airplanes--" Bob coughed in his fist like an annoyed businessman and straightened his back. "I meant to say, you're a mighty fine dragon, and we could use your help to get us some chalk."

He then turned to the transformer beside him. "Flying ants? Flying ants?" Hefrowned. "This will be harder than I thought. We can only immobilize their ground troops; we'll need a net or something to stop the flying ants, and that's only temporarily."

"Vell, since the annoying kid bought me, he's obviously bought other war-based toys, perhaps we can find something that's dedicated to taking things like them out quickly?"

the T.V playing in the backround grows louder as The military girl turns it up "no....." She says as the speaker talks "THe ants have almost completly destroyed lego city...Minifigures everywere are moving to ToyCity"

o.O that doesn't really sound good. Dibs on hitchin a ride on th' dragon's backseat to where the action is..

"We have to take a course of action that immobilizes both of them. We can't take them on our own." Bob hacked an uncertain scowl. "What we can do is get a butterfly net. But those gigantic things are way too big for any of us to carry."

"What about the holes in the side?"

"No...I can't...come..all of you I can't go, Ill show you to your commander" At this she starts running to toyCity (wich i might add, is at the other side of the sandbox)

"well I don't have a hard time fighting the fllyers because I can move vertically but i can't fight the whole swarm, they'll get me eventually."

"I can;t fight them at all, I can only stomp them."

>.> Just out of question, why not try diplomacy? -paws at the ground irritably- The ants have intelligence..

"Jes...but not enough to negotiate with a bunch of toys. I will stay and continue to defend the Sandbox's main cities, when jou are done gaining the immobilizing material, we will meet in ToyCity, that iz, if everyone agrees..."

"I don't care as long as I'm released as easily as possible..." Bob exhaled, looking a bit disappointed. He walked forward in direction to Toy City, wondering if he should, and gazed with his painted chipped eyes towards the sand. "I can't imagine how it would be if this place were overtaken by ants."

"It vould probably be the child's parents spraying this sandbox with antspray."

"Good point," he said. His questioning expression didn't disappear. "Should we also go to Toy City...?"

"Vell, we could use it as a rendezvous point, especially in cases where we are unable to handle an ant force."

As bob looks down on the sandbox he can see an overwieght short man fighting a group of ants alone, with a battle axe. He's getting his ass kicked.

o.o wutcha lookin at bobbeh

"Let's go help that poor bastard out," Bob said matter-of-factly. He lifted his cape and jumped off the sand dune, and soon enough he swooshed through the air, his fists in front of himself.

The short man smacked an ant in the face, then chops off the antennae of another "HOley shit, no' a flyin one?!"