_“Hehehee, oh, you make a wonderful replacement for the flag, Pressure Cooker! And how fitting too, since the new flag is in possession of it’s quite rightful owner, hehehahaha!“

“Crash Dive, how much have you slept lately?“

“Oh, what does sleep matter when you’ve won the war! So what if I missed a day or two, I still won the war in time for dinner on a monday!“

“…it’s, erm, it’s friday. You really should probably get some sleep.“

“Irrelevant! I’ve got the flag, I’ve won!“

“Oh, boy…”_

And so the day of the rampaging rodent of unusual size comes to a close, with Crash Dive having secured her victory prize (for the time being) and in good, albeit heavily sleep-deprived spirits. I’m sure this won’t come to bite her in her butt again anytime soon.