MISSION THREE:
The Thousand year Old Door to DinnerKing: That hike up this hill is was stupid.
Daed: At least
YOU weren't the one who tripped on a weed. TWICE!
King: Wait. Look!
Daed: Why didn't we see that at the bottom?!
Wrench: Holy stuff.


*Ring ring. Ring ring.*
Daed: It's a call! From Skelo!

Skelo: Hey guys, we're a bit in a pickle. We can't help you enter the door.
King: Why not?
Skelo: For one, there's a disturbance in the ship. Also, Flame and Skip are loving idiots who can't tell a house from a plane.
Daed: Shouldn't we come help?
Skelo: No, we've got this. Opening the door is more important.
King: What's so important about this door anywa---
*BOOM*
Skelo: Uh oh... I gotta go! *zzt* Ending communications! *zzst*