Candice:
My god! Trainee! The power from your coding unlocked the door! We're free!

Candice:
I will no longer need to eat these! I'M SO HAPPYYYYY!!!!

Candice:
Take them, trainee! Take them as proof of our freedom!

Commander Bob:
Human. Once again you have saved the world.

Destructina X-47:
There you are! I was looking for you! I need your power of coding!

Commander Bob:
THE SPACE CRIMINAL!!! WE HAVE FOUND YOU!!!

Destructina X-47:
*TSK* Police. Just what I need.

Destructina X-47:
Okay. Hold it right there.

Commander Bob:
A gun! Who could have expected this?! Johnson! The criminal is armed!

Destructina X-47:
Hmph. Anyways. Just the Codingmon themselves are not enough, it seems. I also need the power of a Codingmon master in order to fix my ship.

Commander Bob:
HA! AS IF ANY OF US WOULD EVER AID YOU!

Destructina X-47:
You don't really have a choice. Not if you want to live...

Candice:
OH NOOOOOOOOOOO *SOB SOB SOB SOB SOB*

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TO BE CONTINUED.....