How are the energy cuffs, Dumbozo? Comfortable?
His name's Trombipulor.
Whatever. I forgot.
He wouldn't. It was too funny. Anyway, your ride's here.
He's wanted for level weapons-dealing. He's all yours, officer.
Tennyson, Tennyson, and Levin, right? [holds up his badge and opens up a message]
That doesn't look like a medal.
[reading the message, translating in English] "Because you received your Plumber commendations during a field engagement, your required training is incomplete. Please report to Academy 2814 for field certification courses."
Wait. We have to go to school? What is the Plumber Academy gonna teach us? It's not like we haven't saved the whole entire universe already.
Give it a rest, Tennyson. If this is what it takes to keep our plumbers badges, then this is what we'll do.
Tennyson? You are Ben Tennyson, hero of the Highbreed wars, conqueror of Vilgax?
Yeah. Hi.
It is because of you that I go to Plumber Academy. My name is Tack.
Um, what are you doing?
Greeting you reverentially.
I thought it was a really slow head butt.
Head...Butt?
This is awesome! Look at the classes we get to take: Weapons and Tactics, Interstellar Law, Cultural Sensitivity.
Started strong, but then you lost me.
…Starship Maintenance. (Kevin smiles)
And you got him right back.
I wouldn't mind learning about those sweet foldspace engines they're putting in the new cruisers.
Classes... too much like school.
This is like no school any of us has ever attended. I heard that our drill instructor is the meanest, toughest plumber in the service.
Except for my grandpa.
All due respect to your grandfather, Magister Hulka is the most decorated officer in plumber history, and he expects no less than excellence from his students. But surely he has never had a pupil like the great Ben Tennyson.
[The trio and Tack arrive at Plumber Academy 2814]
Surely. I think our barracks are this way. I can't get a signal.
Plumber badges don't work on campus. It's against the rules to use them.
Oh.
Good thing they're not grading on following directions, huh, Tack?
[chuckles] You are funny, Ben Tennyson. [bumps into Senior Cadet Brannigan]
Eyes forward, you larval dipteroid!
