Road Pig Reborn

Elsewhere, Buzzer slowly becomes aware of his own consciousness, but the Dreadnok hurts. He brings his hands cradle his aching head and is stunned!

Torch too pulls himself from his mental fog, completely disoriented, as in turn does Thrasher and so on. One by one the Dreadnoks awaken, and all have their attention refocused as someone clears his throat loudly.

 

Gnawgahyde: 'What the bleedin' hell?'

 

Ripper is the one who now finds himself gobsmacked!

 

Ripper: 'Cor blimey, Gnawgahyde! You can talk without that ridiculous speech impedi... impedim... impregna...'

 

Thrasher finishes his stunned teammate's sentence.

 

Thrasher: 'Without that stupid stuttering thing that you do!'

 

Torch: "Bleedin' hell! Buzzer! You've got hair!'

 

Buzzer: 'I know mate! I know!'

 

Their attention again is refocused to their massive cohort standing above them!

 

Ripper: 'Road Pig! Bloody hell! You're... clean!'

 

Monkeywrench: 'And you're wearin' a jacket!'

 

Road Pig: 'Of course I am. Don't be stupid. I woke up and found you rowdy lot of vagabonds all unconscious. I was overwhelmed by a stench which I automatically assumed was you, Ripper! I was horrified to find that it was in fact my own stench that awoke me! I took my precious Zarana to safety, then I bathed!'

 

Ripper: 'But... you're clean! Your hair's not orange!'

 

Buzzer: 'And I HAVE hair!'

 

Road Pig: 'We are suffering from the effects of a time explosion! This is but a hint of the twisted aftermath to come should Cobra attempt to manipulate time itself once more! Buzzer's hair has regrown! My hair is back to it's natural colour! Gnawgahyde can speak!'

 

Ripper: 'And I am alarmingly handsome!'

 

Road Pig: 'To some, perhaps. But not to me.'

 

Gnawgahyde: 'Well... what do we do now?'

 

A light changes suddenly in Road Pig's eyes.

 

Road Pig: 'We smash stuff!'

Done