So there we were, EM-4389 and myself, finishing a conversation as we left the locker room. He was describing this vision he had had a day or two ago about something I had done. Apparently it had kinda come true so I had remarked that we were vision buddies now. ET-4277 only caught the tail end of my sentence and was like "Fission buddies? Is that like shipmate for nukes? What kind of diggit are you?"
"V - VISION buddies is what I said. But I like Fission buddy, it's going to be my new thing from now on."
"And I don't want to jump on MM-2767's parade... He's bringing shipmate back."
Fission buddies 4 life, man. That's what we all are, until some rebel scum blows up our death star.
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