[POS Industries]

Pedro suddenly had a splitting headache, but it was receding. That last explosion made quite a large boom, but it wasn't unprecedented considering the long string of explosions that it followed. Still, something didn't quite feel right, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Llama anyone got an aspirin penguin?"

Wait, that wasn't right. POS could've sworn that he spoke more words than he had originally intended. Surely, he must've imagined it. He carried on.

"Llama my head is killing me penguin. Llama is it normal for shit to blow up constantly around here penguin?"

No, that time he definately said more than he intended. Something was very, very wrong here and he needed to figure out what before...

"Pe-chan?" Rei spoke up, "I'm having difficulty understanding your query. Would you like to talk about llamas and penguins, because I think they're sooooo cute!"

"Woah, hey! These are some slick new duds!" Pedro turned around to see Fenris, apparently fully recovered from his surgery, and now wearing a dark purple tuxedo, cape, top hat, and a white mask. The newly fancy hobo was holding his trademark hammer in his right hand and leaning upon a cane held in his left. "This part of your enhancements?"

While he was certain there was an explanation out there somewhere that bordered both on logical and idiotic, POS didn't have any time to waste, and a golden opportunity had just presented itself. Yes, this would do very nicely.

"Llama not quite penguin," he replied as he began to approach Hobo Kamen, "Llama in fact, your modifications aren't quite finished yet penguin. Llama I'll need you to hold still for just a second penguin..."

Hobo Kamen wasn't happy about this. After enduring what felt like an eternity of torture in the name of Pedro's bizarre idea of saving the world, he had no intention of spending any more time on the issue. They were done, and he was going to make sure of it. "Stay the fuck away from me. I don't care what you've got cooked up, I'm pretty sure I've got enough in the way of special powers to fight you off now."

POS grinned wide, in such a way that a shudder ran down Hobo Kamen's spine. "Llama oh, I'm counting on it, hobo penguin. Llama I wouldn't have it any other way penguin."

Extending his arms outward to each side, Hobo Kamen began spinning the hammer and cane nimbly around him before he jammed them together in front of him, yelling, "Hobo Elegant Warhammer!" A bright flash of light enveloped the two items, revealing upon its recession a single, larger, ornately crafted hammer, which the masked man readied behind him to attack.

Pedro raised his right hand in the air, the grin on his face transforming into a deathly serious expression as he kept his eyes trained on the man in front of him. Regardless of the ship's climate control, a light breeze had somehow kicked up in the laboratory, causing his coat to billow slightly in synchronicity with Hobo Kamen's cape. Finally, he broke the silence.

"LLAMA DROIDS, RESTRAIN HIM PENGUIN!!"

A swarm of medical and assembly droids swarmed the Kamen as he quickly tried to drive his warhammer into the nearest one. POS watched the ensuing melee, the twisted grin returning to his face as he grabbed the small device he had been assembling off the workstation and plunged into the fray.

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Several minutes later, Fenris laid unconscious on the floor of the robotics laboratory, now returned to his normal hobo form. Around him, a large number of worker droids laid damaged and destroyed, the remaining automatons already beginning to reassemble and repair their fallen brethren. Pedro was now back at his workstation and, wiping away the blood running down his face from a gash on his forehead, continued working on his device, which now pulsed with a new energy.