Thunderfunk the Superchicken - Chapter 11

Thunderfunk Practices Brooding. That Is Why He Is So Good At It.

Thunder stood stoically in the centre of the war room, staring at the damage report on the screen. It was relatively minor given the size of the beast that had attacked his lair. Truth be told, it was not the damage that had bothered him, but rather it was the temerity of the act. He wondered who would have the gall to attack him so blatantly. Luckily for his assistant it had been a gargantuan lizard that had assailed them, and not a giant reptile. Perhaps the R5 was gone, for a time at least.

A soft beeping interrupted his musings. Turning to face Straw Daq, he cocked his head to the side questioningly.

"I think I have it figured out," said the young man, waving a sheaf of papers.

"Do tell."

"The dinosaur was a distraction." Thunder raised an eyebrow, but did not comment otherwise.

"Yeah, it would seem that First Lieutenant Awesomepants has already teamed up with Robowizardry-Man and they sent the giant robot to distract us."

Furrowing his brow, Thunder said, "and how did you come upon this information?"

Straw shrugged. "Awesomepants has a very detailed blog. He just updated it a few minutes ago. Either he thought the robot would keep us busy for much longer, or he thought we would never find his blog."

"I see." Thunder stroked his beak, lost deep in thought. "Show me who he has recruited, or is likely to recruit onto this super-hero team of his." He stared at the list of names that flashed on the screen. It was a substantial number of very important heroes. This was a credible threat after all. "We must deal with this, and soon."

"How soon?" asked Straw.

"Immediately," they said in unison. Thunder looked at his protoge.

"It’s always immediately with you. I think you need to learn to relax once in a while." Straw leaned back in his chair, putting his hands on the back of his head and stretching out his legs.

Fixing an icy glare at the young man, Thunder said, "I will rest when I have dealt with those who are trying to destroy me. In the meantime, we must move to make the first strike and nip this problem in the bud." He lowered his voice menacingly. "Immeditlmeft." Almost of its own free will, another one of the cookies had made its way into his mouth. Even now they were still chewy.