I don’t know where Gus is. He was going to the store with Greeno, and all of the sudden, I realized that I wasn’t supposed to be stalking him, so I decided to stop. Then when I went back to stalk him some more, he was gone. He’s probably home by now. Yeah, there he is. And Greeno, too.

Gus and Greeno venture on to Pennsylvania. They hear something about “King of Prussia.” Gus goes to the gas station and asks about it.

“Hey, what’s with this ‘King of Prussia’ guy? Isn’t Prussia near Germany or something?,” asks Gus.

“It was. It’s just a town now,” replies the attendant. “For some reason they named it after some idiot who helped to start WWI. It really doesn’t make sense.”

“So, what you’re trying to say is that there is no king in Prussia?”

“Well, yeah, but only because Prussia isn’t around any-.”

Gus cuts him off. “I call king!!”

“But I was trying to tell you that Prussia doesn’t exizt anymore. What’s your problem?”

“I don’t know. And hey, don’t try your mind games with me. I can tell you want me to give up so that you can be king. Well no dice. I called it, and I intend to keep it.”

“Whatever.”

“Don’t ‘whatever’ me. I demand satisfaction.”

“Yes sir.” The attendant looks unenthused. \

Not wanting to be completely controlled by Gus, Greeno calls Prince. While trying to decide who should decide budgets and stuff, they suddenly realize that there was one Broccoli person left unnacounted for when they crashed the plane a long time back. There were 1000 Greeno’s not including the original, and after the crash there were 987 dead and 12 injured. But they were pretty sure 987 plus 12 was 999. After consulting a math teacher, they were sure of it. After deciding that the other one was probably still alive, they went to the crash site: Afghanistan.

They checked a map to make sure Afghanistan was still in New York. Apparently it had moved to Asia. Who would’ve thunk it? Well, anyway, they go to the “new” Afghanistan to find the other Greeno. They got there somehow, and one of the first things they saw was a sign for GUGS (Greeno’s Underwear and Garment Store). They decided to get some new underwear, since they had been wearing what they had on for as long as they can remember (3 days).

They got to GUGS, and, to their amaze, it was the same Greeno they were looking for. What a coincidence! They found Greeno (one of the ones they went back in time to save). They told him his job (Prussian Budget Analist Guy), his purpose (analizing budgets) and his new name (Fred). Though he didn’t seem to want to listen to Gus, he wanted to pay attention to Greeno, not just because they were of the same species, but because they were the same entity.

So Gus, Greeno, and Fred all went to Prussia. Well, they actually went to Germany, since they couldn’t find Prussia. After Gus hit Fred enough to learn German, Fred found out that Prussia didn’t exist anymore. Why didn’t that gas station attendant tell them that before? Oh well, they were already there, they might as well try to take over Germany.

They failed miserably and then gave up. Then, Germany gave up also. But it was a person with the unusual name of Germany, not the country, that gave up. But now they had a slave.

“Germany, you need to do something for me,” said Gus.

“What is it,” replied Germany. “What do I have to do?”

“I need you to build me a desert for my castle,” answered Gus.

“I am so glad you came along, Germany,” exclaimed Greeno. “Otherwise he would have made me do it.”

“That’s a good idea, Greeno, you can help to.”

“Ok, where should I build it?,” asked Germany, completely oblivious to the fact that there was no country to protect. “I want to get started while it’s still daytime.”

“Put it over there,” said Gus, pointing to a mountain. “And Fred, I want you to build me a castle in there.”

“Dude, that sounds like a lot of work,” Fred pointed out.

“Yeah, but what are you gonna do?,” Gus responded.

“Well, that’s alright. I’ve got nothing better to do. I’ll do it.”

“Ok, does everyone have their jobs done?”

“We just got assigned them,” said Greeno.

“What’s your point?”

“Umm, no, they aren’t done yet. Sorry.”

“So then why are you talking to me. Get cracking.”

“Umm, yeah, sure.”

Greeno and Germany go to find some sand to make the desert. They buy 25 pounds and spread it around some on the base of the mountain. Fred starts drilling a hole. He stops to rest after the hole is a couple feet deep and tells Gus he’s done. Gus looks pleased. Luckily for his workers, Gus doesn’t seem to need quality work done, as long as an effort is put forth. It’s funny because I swear he used to demand satisfaction. Oh well.

Now that Gus has a “fortress” in his “country,” he’s free to do whatever he wants, as far as he’s concerned. He starts hollering for the end of violence. Violence shows up, and Gus forces Germany to kill him. With that out of the way, Gus declares victory. “I have no equal. I am, the king of Prussia!”

Then, tired of this nonsense, responds, “No you aren’t, you idiot. there is no Prussia. Now lets have some fun.”

“Oh, really, ok. Why didn’t anyone tell me? Oh well, no big deal. Ok, lets blow up this mountain you guys worked so hard on.”

Fred and Germany agree it’s a good idea. Greeno, however, decides implosions are cooler, because everything get sucked up into a little thing. The others consent so they go about finding things to implode it. They use baking soda which works for some reason.

They all stand aroundthe mountain, and look interested. After dumping 25 pounds of baking soda all over the mountain, all they have to do is wait for the implosion. After a few minutes, something starts to happen. They all gather ’round and watch. All of the sudden, it starts to shake. It collapses into itself and then dissapears. In replace of it, there is a bottomless pit. Gus decides to sell it to the government of Germany (the country) as a landfill.

This being done, Gus decided to steal yet another plane. He ordered Fred to go and do that, so he did. While Fred was away, Gus, Greeno, and Germany went for some underwear and garments at GUGS. They got there and it was closed! They were outraged. What are you supposed to do for underwear and garments if the store is closed? They needed to rebel against this injustice!

“We need to rebel against this injustice!,” said Gus. “Lets break glass and loot the store until he returns.”

“Yeah, alright,” replied Greeno. He then continued to tie up Germany.

“What was that for?,” asked Gus.

“I dunno. It seemed right.”

“Yeah, ok.”

Gus went to get some machine guns for breaking into the store while Greeno recruited people to help them loot. Once they returned, they proceded to blast through the windows of GUGS, and stole hundreds of boxers, briefs, and panties with no regard for their feelings.

“Hehe, look at these,” said Gus, laughing and holding up a pair of large briefs.

“Dude, you’re an idiot,” responded Greeno. “We’re trying to do something here. What’s your problem?”

“Haven’t we already been over this? I don’t know.”

“Idiot,” Greeno says under his breath.

“What was that?”

“I said ‘Mr. Schmidt.’”

“Oh, ok. Let’s get back to looting.”

“Sounds good.”

All of the sudden, Fred returns. He seems really surprised that his store is being ripped apart, and he doesn’t seem to happy that Germany was tied up outside. “What’s all this about,” he exclaimed.

“Oh,” said Gus,“the guy wasn’t here so we got angry.”

“Well of course he wasn’t here. You told me to steal a plane.”

“Oh, wait, you work here?”

“Well yeah, obviously. I own the place. Remember, you took me from here.