Mer was ready to whip Pram's headless body some more in rage, but stopped. "what?"
Comm raised his voice. "Well, we clearly work well together and all our weapons are a bit odd and...well...somewhat kinky. So why don't we form, just for now, some sort of alliance?"
"What kind of an alliance?"
"You know, an alliance. Where we allied together."
"I know what an alliance means, I'm not stupid," said Mer. "I mean...like...you want us to ally together just because our weapons are sexy and weird?"
"Yes," said Comm simply.
Mer shrugged. "Fine with me."
"And me," said Caelus.
"OK," said Comm. "Maybe we should come up with a name?"
"The Three Sexeteers," was Caelus' suggestion.
"Kinky Kind of People," was Comm's.
"Smeg'mer'mune," was Mer's.
"Smeg'mer'mune doesn't have anything to do with me in it!" complained Caelus.
XIII facepalmed, but didn't shock them. This was too entertaining.
"Well how about, er...what's your name again?"
"Caelus."
"OK, so how about, er..."Smeg'mer'mune...us.'"
"That name sucks," said Caelus.
"Something sucking is kind of appropriate here."
"...Good point," he said.
They converged and shook hands. "We are now "Smeg"mer"muneus!"
"Cool," said Caelus. "But could you stand over there please? That sword of yours stinks."
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