[video] In which Bhamba lets his black romance be a flame, not an ember

[angel_junk]

[ It's a transmission full of SCIENCE coming to you live from your Wonderland grounds! It features Bhamba positioned on one knee (behind a car-sized version of this, yelling passionately window-wards. ]

Commander! Please accept this modest explosive device as a token of my appreciation!

[ Oh, but that is far from the end of it

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[alwaysaboom]

... What?

[angel_junk]

Susan! I built you a giant bomb! [ ♥ ]

[alwaysaboom]

... Why?

[angel_junk]

Because the most beautiful woman in the mansion only deserves the deadliest weapons!

[alwaysaboom]

I don't want to blow up the mansion, I'm living here right now.

[angel_junk]

You could stand outside when the bomb detonates. I will bring a tent and we can have a romantic picnic on the smouldering debris.

[alwaysaboom]

I already have a matespirit.

[angel_junk]

And the bomb will take care of him as well.

[alwaysaboom]

What makes you think I would put up with that?

[angel_junk]

Because you will have me! A high-quality matesprit who will not be blown into tiny pieces in the very near future.

[alwaysaboom]

You will be blown to peices if you try anything against my matesprit.

[angel_junk]

Killed by my one true love at the hands of an explosive device I crafted to win her affection? I am intrigued, but the Shakespearian quality is a turn-off.

That and the very painful death.

[alwaysaboom]

Then you would be better off not trying anything.

[angel_junk]

But where is the challenge in that? And what will I give you on our first date, if not a truly lethal explosive device?

[alwaysaboom]

We aren't on a date.

[angel_junk]

It is only a matter of time, commander.