Donta and Jessica jumped out of the truck they had stolen and stepped back to watch other rebel members start to unload. He crossed his arms, clearly annoyed that he had been duped, and cursing the loss of his inevitable meal. A hearty pat on the shoulder from Jessica and the look of condolence she gave him made him realize she understood his feelings, and she sighed heavily.<br/><br/>"Look, I understand we need weapons too, Jess. I'm just upset that they had to go through my stomach to convince me to do this mission. I thought I was more trustworthy than that." Donta said, sighing as well. He reached up to pull off his cloak and stretch his pink wings for once as he plopped down on a nearby crate. He noticed that Jessica seem to stare at them for a bit when he did move them around, and now was no exception, but she never mentioned anything about them, however she could.<br/><br/>She sat down beside him on the next crate over and Donta could hear music through her headphones, yet she only had one earpiece on, the ear facing him was left off. She wasn't a complete jerk after all.<br/><br/>They both stared as the truck was unloaded, waiting for their ride back to headquarters for further instructions, yet it seemed to take forever. It was when the last of the small crates were removed from the truck that they revealed a larger one buried underneath the smaller ones. This one was much bigger and he heard several crew mentioning they needed to get a forklift for it. Curious, Donta stood and meandered over to the truck, yet the smell from the crate made him step up inside. Jessica stood to follow him.<br/><br/>This large crate had holes in the side, made of wood and the smell of sawdust emanated from inside. He slowly leaned down and put a large, furry ear to the lid and he heard something odd. Like snoring, yet a quiet hissing noise as well. Definitely not food.<br/><br/>"Is there a Crowbar?" He asked, staring at the box. Jessica ran off, and shortly jumped back up into the back of the truck with a bright red crowbar. Donta took it and slid it under the lid.<br/><br/>*Crrrrrrraaaaaackkkkk*<br/><br/>The corner lifted. Donta slid the crowbar down the edge of the lid...<br/><br/>*Crrrraaaacckkkkk......Crrrraaaaccccckkkk*<br/><br/>The side of the lid came free and He grunted as it came up. Both peered inside and Donta's head drew back. Inside was a large snake coiled around the body of a man, both in a rather comfortable looking deep sleep.<br/><br/>"Wow, that's not a crate of guns..." Donta muttered. Jessica put her fingers to her mouth, "Or food." Donta added for her. He turned the crowbar around in his paw and gave the man a gentile poke in the arm, thinking it best to wake him first over the snake.<br/><br/>"Rise and shine, um, sir?"