Surrounded by two walls of barbed wired fences the lone tank kept watch over the studio. It seemed strange to be defending this studio since it only served the purpose of entertainment. Everyone should be able to come up with their own D##n entertainment. It should be easy to entertain yourself. Not rely on others to entertain them. Boredom does cause ideas to enter the brain that is where the entertainment should come from. Apparently the studio had a nice bar next door to it that allowed singing and dancing some nights. That brought some relief from the stress of defending this one person who could be taken out of the area. She was a target according to reports and a witness to some horrible crimes. Desperate to bring in protection they had to hire a mercenary tank. Well this tank had to be fenced off and camouflaged from the rest of the area. Whatever this tank was doing it had to keep an eye out for enemies.
On the rooftop in combat armor the tank watched as his target got on the stage in her flower dress. His own life would be in her hands come Christmas in a few years. For now he had to be on the rooftop watching over her princess self along with two other Guardians. To them he was a fenced off tank that could blend in easily. Only some people assumed he was a spy, and others believed he was a terrorist.
On the rooftop in combat armor the tank watched as his target got on the stage in her flower dress. His own life would be in her hands come Christmas in a few years. For now he had to be on the rooftop watching over her princess self along with two other Guardians. To them he was a fenced off tank that could blend in easily. Only some people assumed he was a spy, and others believed he was a terrorist.
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