Step N’Duu eyed his 5,000 troops. They all stood absolutely still, and not even the straps on the helmets moved as the wind blew.

"We have found the reason our castle was destroyed," he said. "It is a small research station some two minute’s walk from here. We will infiltrate the structure and shut it down from the inside out. Now, word is the smallest human there is at least 5’11", which is 1’11" taller than us.

"Weapons will be set to maximum freeze, and on the widest spray possible. We need to be able to get as many as we can in as few time as we can, hmm? This sound right, does not does it?"

The Penguins just stared blankly at him.

"Well, does this not right sound? I English am speaking perfectly normal, am not I?"

More stares.

"Oh for Chrissakes! Let’s just go and blow them up in time for tea, which is fish pie, by the way. Now, let’s go!"

The Die’s just stood there, confused expressions spreading across their confused faces.

"Let’s make them go boom and eat tea after?" the Step tried.

"Sir, Yes, Sir!"

N’Duu grinned and looked once more to his troops. "About face!" he called.

The Die’s all turned around. "Forward, March!"

The 5,000 Die’s smashed into the research station, creating a mass pile-up of black and white bodies. They ordered themselves back into rank and then fanned out to flank the station.

The war had begun.