NOT A SHIP Slime had met Quackity quite some time ago, they had gotten closer. Quackity taught Slime about the slimy world and how people are assholes, how you fight authorities. Everything. Slime’s goopy brain didn’t understand, but he was willing to.

They were overlooking Las Nevadas, the last lesson: don’t trust anyone. Slime:> ”But, I think I trust you. Should I?”