At the Castle of Lions..
Keith: We've fixed Amalgamus! He's the strong leader he's supposed to be!
Lance: Uh, there's one problem..
Keith: What?
Allura: He's broke!
Keith: Broke? But we just FIXED him!!
Hunk: He quit making copies!!
Keith: Amalgamus makes COPIES?
Pidge: Yeah! Sorts, staples, collates..
Hunk: Now he just jams up the paper!
Allura: The paper trays don't work either!
Keith: I don't believe it!
Lance: Believe it, Keith. He is definitely broke.
Keith: Pidge, as token glasses-wearing genius, you fix him.
Pidge: I don't DO copiers..
Allura: Don't look at me!!
Keith: This is nuts! Amalgamus is sentient being not a copier!!
Hunk: He's also a fax too!
Keith:: sighs:: All right team, we have to get him fixed. Call Galaxy Garrison..
Allura: Can't. It's a Galaxy-wide holiday..
Lance: Boy, must be nice to work with the government.
Pidge: So why don't WE have the day off?
Keith: Never mind! Uh, fax a request to a - a robotic leader repairman..
Allura: The fax is broken too!
Keith: Augh!! Who do we call then?
Hunk: Ghostbusters!
Pidge: KNEW that was coming a mile away..
Allura: We'll have to call the Pitney-Bowes repairman!
Keith: Okay! Go to it, Princess!
Allura: Ah, the phone is out till Tuesday.
Keith: This is the 25th century! We don't HAVE phones! We have state of the art communications!
Allura: Oh don't worry. Amalgamus already contacted his repairman!
Keith: Good. Now all I have to worry about is who has been putting all the extra starch in my BVD's..
::Several hours pass..it's close to 5:00 pm. The repairman from Pitney-Bowes shows up with his helper. It's none other than Zarkon and Lotor!
WHY aren't WE surprised!!
Zarkon: Hey, even we villains need to make a living..
Lotor: That'll be $100,000 credits..
Keith: You only worked FIVE minutes!!
Zarkon: Labor charges..
Lotor: ::gazes wistfully at the princess as usual - some things NEVER change:: Of course we COULD shave off a bit of the bill..
Keith: Lotor, touch her and you're - OW!!
::Lance stomps on Keith's foot::
Allura:: Good save, Lance!
Zarkon: Hey! I NEED to get PAID here! Have another job to do at Governor Bush's headquarters!
Meanwhile, Amalgamus, now fixed and making copies and faxes like a pro, suddenly hitches and jerks slightly, sending sparks out all over the place.
Hunk: Uh oh! There goes the microwave!
Lance: I think they just took the all-in-one machine concept TOO far..
The End