Kaptain Kīlauea

900 Nazi robots charged up the hill.

“Oh boy,” Kaptain Kīlauea sighed.

“Got a volcano power to take care of ‘em?” little Nora Noa asked.

“Yeah, but…”

“But, what?”

He aimed his rear at the robots. “I can’t sit for a week after using my pyroclastic flow!”

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