I was thinking about joining G.I. Joe.

Why would you do that?

Well now that the devil has erased my… you know, enough about my problems. I was just thinking of joining G.I. Joe, all right?

Good group.

Yeah?

No.

They can’t hit anything, they yell too much, they wear dumb outfits…

Says the man dressed like a bat.

Pot. Kettle. Black.

I think what this all really comes down to is deciding if you want to join an elite military organization that is neither elite, military or organized.

Damn, Cap, I thought you, of all people, would be for them!

I was.

Tell him.

Tell me!

Well, they killed Bucky.

No they didn’t! He died on a rocket or something, and he isn’t even dead now.

It’s the principle of the thing.

I agree.

You’re both nuts. I’m joining G.I. Joe and that’s final!

Do what you want. It’s just stupid.

Yeah. I mean really.

All right, you two. What’s really up?

We just think you might enjoy a different opportunity.

Which is?

We’re forming a new Voltron.

What?!

He’s right. We’re getting some people together and we’re gonna be Voltron.

But you need giant robots for that!

We… I… shut up we can be Voltron if we want! I’ll form the right arm of liberty!

And I’ll form the dark, black soul.

That’s not how Voltron works. And you two sound like the Wonder Twins, anyway.

The Wonder… hmmm…

Fuck you, you get the water thing. Most useless power ever.

I’m gonna form the shape of an icicle up your ASS, mister!

Oh yeah? Shape of a… of a…

Lemme guess? A bat?

I still say we should be Voltron instead.