Stress

Do you know how to win the war against Orks?

That's the neat part, you don't.

Skavens somehow knew this and decided to just not take part in that war. This enraged Boss because any enemy they found would just run away or be too weak to put up a gud foight, moreover there were no traces of his pet squigoth. Some boyz even started to talk about Boss losing his touch and that a new boss would be better. This did not please already enraged Boss who decided to solve his problem of lack of exercise with the problem of mutiny in one go.

He called every Ork to the biggest tunnel he could find and asked. – Alroigh ya gits, iz heard ya all be nut appy with me bossing, ay? – He had his dakka sttrapped to the left hand and he held his clobba in his right.

-Ya, iz be bored of digging an serchin fer yar pet. Wez wunt gud kruming. – Said one particular big ork armed with a big choppa looted from a squat.

-Iz see it nuw. Who wunt new boss ya all? – Boss pointed his clobba around the gathered boyz.

A lot of Orks started to gather around the pretender and cheered. Boss`s boyz were fewer but much larger in size. The Boss did not care about this at all. He just waited for the commotion to calm down to see the whole extent of the situation. When it all ended he asked one last question.

-Ya all finished?

-Yeah we finished now stand up and fight me! – Said the pretender. – Iz gunna be da new boss!

Boss immediately rushed to the pretender and grabbed him by his face, and threw toward the traitors.

-You don't seem to understand. This WAGH is not yours to boss. – With that said he charged towards the mutineers smashing them left and right. Hiss dakka could be heard sometimes generating even more chaos and smoke.

Loyal boyz looked at this confused not knowing what to do. Because as per Ork tradition, whenever a challenge of the rule was issued Boss and Pretender would duel each other with no outside interruptions, but currently Boss was dueling alone entire enemy faction and he was winning by the looks of it.

-Oy mate! – Said Zorko to Maouork- Ya think we should join?

Mouork looked at the situation and wanted to say yes but then a boy'z head flew past his face and splashed to bits like a rotten potato on the wall. – Iz think mate, we should not interrupt Boss, iv we join and make him angrier he moight krump us all.

Zorko looked once again and took a step back – Ya know whut dey say. Ya can alywaz came for the anuda round if ya live.

-Exactly – Said Doc, causing two underbosses to shiver..– Boss was very stressed recently. We lost a lot of boyz in the last fight, there are no enemies to krump and squigs are not fat enuf fer him, and ya knew his loiks them, noice crunchy on the outside and fatty inside. – They all nodded understanding the problem now. – Besides, they wanted to krump im. So no wonder he got all worked up. Iz think that unly summething loik that umie stompa could be a good stress relief fer him or lotz and lotz of enemies to krump.

-Wait a second Doc- Said Zorko his jaw almost dropping to the ground. – Ya mean to say dat Boss hasn`t got any gud krumping since that toime.

-Yup. - Nodded Doc and pointed at Boss who now impaled one ork on his clobba and used him as an additional weight to his strikes. – He is so tuf now that not a single one of me snakes, spoiders or other thingz work on him.

-Nut evan dat black and white snake? – Asked Maurok.

-Even dat un. – Confirmed Doc - Looks like Boss is finishing da job, letz get ready. – With crazy smile he grabbed his medkit ready to charge and save any unfortunate boy that survived.

Boss returned happy because he got to exercise a lot and he managed to get rid of mutineers from his wagh. For now, that it, but the happiest being in Waghh was Lob, who was happily snaking and dead Orks.