"C'mon, Davi! We pretty much rule the world! How can you be sulky knowing that?" Sara questioned as she paced the floor of her office.

"It's just, well, you're the Almighty Dictator and I'm just second in command," I whined.

"What? You want more power or something? I'll give you a whole damn country if you want it! Or an entire continent if it'll make your whiney ass happy. You know this! All you had to do was ask!"

"Well, can I have South America, Germany, Australia, Greenland, Iceland, and Italy?"

"Of course!"

"And there's something else that's bothering me, too," I continued.

"What else do you want, Davi?"

"Well, you have the penguin army, and, well, since I'm dictator of a few places now, I need an army of my own."

"Okay, take a few of my penguins then."

"No, I don't want a penguin army," I refused.

"Then what the hell kinda army do you want?"

"I want gummy bears," I whispered, almost too quietly for Sara to hear.

"Did you just say what I think you did?"

"What? That I want an effing gummy bear army?"

"Yep, you've lost your head. Oh well, you can have all the gummy bears you want."

"Thanks, Sara. You're the best bitch a girl ever had.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, wanna go see a movie?"