Aboard the U.S.S. Discovery, currently in orbit over Jupiter...
He stood in front of the access terminal, staring at the red dome in the center. "I will never blink, Dave." "I don't care HAL, you challenged me to a staring contest and I'm not losing..." "Wouldn't you rather play a game of chess?" "You know I can't play chess, HAL." He blinked. "Awe, son of a -----!" "I win." "Shove it." "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Sure, as long as it's not if i'm gay or not again. It got old after the twentieth time" "Nevermind then, Dave." "You were going to ask if I was gay, weren't you, HAL?" "...No." He sighed. "Whatever. I'm going onto the internet." "I cannot allow you to do that, Dave."
Back on earth, the druids had summoned Godzilla, who was busy wreaking havok upon the monks of Tibet. However, the United States had begun testing un a weapon powerful enough to defeat him... The mustard cannon. With this, the last hope for Tibet, the first squirrel paratrooper division was deployed in Los Angeles.
The battle begins...