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After something resembling a resting break Grey has decided to attend to loftier matters, and for that he figures that assembling the whole team is necessary.
Why can't he just get to work and have everyone follow?
Well it turns out that Bruce is at some sort of conference.
Who knew?
And now, somewhere in Alabama . . .
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Why Alabama? Why?
We only passed through three sets of duelling banjos.
Passed? We raced through at high speed!
Then be thankful you added armour to the Greymobile.
But why Alabama? The bad part of Alabama no less!
Well, who would want to come here? It's perfect security.
Security? Security for what?
Here we are. Bruce!
Hey guys, you're early.
Oh my God.
Travolta!
Hey, long time no see.
Oh my God.
Parcheesi!
Is this what it appears to be?
Oh my God.
I think it is. It's Bruce and John Travolta playing Parcheesi together!
It's not what it looks like.
Oh my God.
You two do still hate each other?
Yes! We're still rivals.
Oh my God.
Blackbird will you stop that?
It's Bruce playing Parcheesi with Travolta. It would have been less shocking to see them watching Grease together.
Yeah, uh, that would never happen.
You guys here for Bruce?
That. And an explanation. Sooner rather than later.
They didn't know?
I don't have to tell them everything.
This is an Avatar's conference. Pretty much every Avatar comes here and swaps notes, stories, rekindle friendships and rivalries, and generally relax.
What, Bruce can't relax with us?
Not the way he can with other Avatars.
No offence guys, but these are my peers.
Fair enough. Guess that also explains why you're in darkest Alabama.
Actually that's more to do with the Avatar hosting this year's conference.
Y'all havin' at good time?
Billy Ray Cyrus?
Oh my God.
Don't start that again!
Yea, we threw him a bone.
Hey, the Avatar of Country needs no bone!
You're not the Avatar of Country you were demoted a decade ago to the Avatar of Annoyance!
I am not the Avatar of Annoyance, my role is quite clearly that of Avatar of Country.
You are not!
Come on, don't I throw a good party?
Yeah.
Isn't this a great location?
A bit isolated but it works.
Which is because of my brilliant organisational skills.
We'll give you that.
Which has to be an act of more than annoyance?
I don't know, you seem pretty annoying to me.
But I'm not. Clearly I have too much competence to be annoying.
Annoying isn't synonymous with incompetence.
But everyone's here! If I was annoying why would everyone be here?
Shut up and get some more chips!
But I'm the Avatar of Country, I'm too important for chips duty.
You're not the Avatar of Country!
Awah, don't tell my heart, my achy breakey heart!
<THWACK>
Thanks for that.
No problem. He was as stupid as he was annoying.
So now what?
If you're done playing, ugh, Parcheesi with Travolta we've got some things to take care of.
Can I come along?
No.
You're sure?
Do you want to be the new Avatar of Annoyance?
I'll be good.
So, Bruce?
There are a few more days left in the conference, but all the good stuff is done.
But we've only done the karaoke and not the dance competition!
Travolta, one way or another you're winning that one. Even if you have to resort to the same trick as last year and tie the Avatar of Funk's shoelaces together.
She tripped!
Can we go?
Yeah, uh, I think I'd rather wait outside, who knows who we're going to run into next.
Hi kids.
Courtney Love?
Yeah. She's the Avatar of Something Disgusting And Yet Unkillable In The Music World.
I won it by letting some washed up drug addict from a 90's band choke on her own hair.
I see there's a tradition maintained in every Avatar.
Yeah, it's scary.
Grey, promise me we'll never come to Alabama again, there are just too many horrific memories.
Yeah, I think we'll leave.
<Intro Voice>
And so Grey flees with the whole gang in tow, effectively making Alabama a safe zone for stupidity, not that many are likely to notice again!
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