"Ouchie" Maori whined as Effingham struck her with the toy hammer, a small squeak being made from the bludgeon as the small Tribal Class Destroyer landed on her butt at Effie's feet. The Destroyer sniffling at the fact that her Effie would strike her. She wasn't doing nothing. Just enjoying some cuddles. It was no different than any other time. Course, Maori seemed more focused on Effie's bust at this point than before. But hey, if she didn't want them snuggled. She shouldn't have made them so soft and snugglable.<br/><br/>While Effie was conversing with the other Ships on how long she was out, and the current fleet's situation, Maori's curiosity was piqued when she detected the approach of another ship. So she formed a light bridge to her own vessel and quickly moved to steam after the dreadnought.<br/><br/>As Ishi, and Texas steamed back, they would find the small Destroyer waiting on them.<br/><br/>"HA HA!" Maori declared theatrically. "Yous have made da right choosing! To submit ta meh as da lord of Candy, and become meh new min-onion! Hopeferly yous be-in betta min-onion da dat ungrateful battlesip dat refuses to gvie meh all her candy!" Maori declared before letting out a triumphant laugh as if she won a great fleet engagement.