Justin gives the General a gift

Who: Justin Pancake, JP and General Jed Calvert
Where: The General's ship
When: Before one of the BD's crashes into the Thorax
"Howdy partnerssssssss." Said the General.
Justin looked up. "You're the General?" He asked.
"Yeah sssssiree perter. Ahm no other than General Calvert. General Jed
Calvert."
Justin's eyes widened.
"Oh."
"What do you mean oh!" Snapped Calvert. "Are you not frightened by
what you see?" He stepped near to Justin with a stoop. His Hymenoptera
legs and tendrils clicked on the floor. Justin could see how sharp the
spikes on the end of them were.
"Well I don't know." Justin said, eyeing up the General. He looked
like a twisted freaky nightmare of everything nasty about insects,
combined into the body of a horrible cowboy drunk. Although this
cowboy seemed strangely sober. Calvert walked close up to Justin and
looked down at him through his several shiny black insectoid eyes.
"You must be frightened boy. I am the scariest thing you've ever seen.
I am the pinnacle of Human evolution matches with the simple cruelty
of the insect world. I am the nightmare of children, and I am the
terroriser of worlds. I am the harbinger of death and destruction, and
also the annoyance of women taking showers."
Justin raised an eyebrow.
General Calvert looked away, exposing his back to Justin. Scaled skin
broke through his cowboy shirt and tore the fibres. Dried green blood
clung around the joints of where the insect parts seem to have
protruded from his body. Then just as quickly he snapped his attention
back to Justin. "I am the worst and deadliest of the Hymenoptera,
combined with the most selfish and arrogent of humankind. You'd better
be scared of me."
Justin shrugged which took Calvert by surprise.
"I've coughed up scarier things on a Sunday morning." He said truthfully.
Over in the corner of the room, JP – Justin's alternate from another
universe cringed. He knew that Calvert's rage could be as explosive as
a neutron bomb.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!!!" Calvert screamed, and throughout the ship his
scream was echoed by the battle cried of a hundred Hymenoptera warriors.
Calvert looked like he was going to bring down a sharp claw right into
Justin's head, but he stopped when Justin quickly brandished a bottle
of whiskey.
Justin held the bottle with his arms outstretched towards General
Calvert. "Here. This is a prezzie. For you." He said, flinching more
than a little.
Calvert's eyes blinked. Then he tilted his head to one side. He seemed
to be contemplating something, maybe remembering something from a long
time ago.
"I don't want that!" He screamed, and a clawed tendril lashed out and
knocked the bottle away. It smashed on the floor, spilling it's
contents and covering the floor in shards of broken glass.
"Unlike the Calvert in your universe, I am definitely NOT an
alcoholic." He sneered. "What do you think would happen to me if I
drank that, eh?" He moved his manky face close to Justin's "EH?"
Justin shrugged. "You'd get pissed?"
"I'd die you idiot!" Said Calvert. "My unique Hymenopteran physiology
wouldn't be able to stand the alcohol and I'd die. Or worse... I might
just turn into a worthless pitiful human."
The worthless pitiful human called Justin nodded. "Bad choice of gift
then." He chuckled. "Or maybe I actually wanted you to die."
Calvert laughed. He actually laughed, it came out as a horrid cackle
though, and his Hymenoptera side made more of a horrendous hissing sound.
This made Justin quite worried, but he tried not to show it. Although
sooner or later someone would smell that he'd shit his pants.
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