'Twas just a failure to communicate

[Eggman Empire]

To: Islands of Ice government.

From:Eggman Empire government.

In light of the recent war between our two peoples, and the subsequent terms we've placed on you, we realize this could lead to some sore feelings. We have hopes of creating a real and lasting peace between our two peoples. We wish to do this by having a meeting between our two leaders. As of gesture of good faith, Emperor Kintober has agreed to the idea of holding the meeting in Islands of Ice. What is your answer?

[King Kevz]

To: Eggman Empire Government
From: Sandra Klein

Message: This is acceptable please journey to our capital as soon as you wish but please give us at least an hour or two in advance so that I and my staff can meet you at the airport.

[Eggman Empire]

To Sandra Klein.

Acceptable. The Emperor's own plane, and an escort, will be arriving within 3-5 hours. Please make any preparations you deem necessary.

From:Eggman Empire Government.

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*4.5 hours later.*

Kintober's personal aircraft, the "Soaring Intellect" (a modified AC-130U), flew through the air towards Islands of Ice. Along with it was an escort of six F-22 fighter jets, all fully armed and ready for anything. Of course, Kintober's craft was sporting its own teeth as well. All its main weaponry had been removed to make room for two AIM-9 Sidewinder and AIM-7 Sparrow missile launchers located on the spine and belly of the craft. In addition to that, six M61A2 Vulcan cannon turrets had been installed. On on the spine, one one the belly, and two on either side of the plane. Even if the Soaring Intellect lost its fighter screen, any foe would still have a time trying to take it down.

As the formation entered Islands of Ice airspace, a call was sent from ground control.

"Attention aircraft, identify yourselves or be attacked."

"This is flight Papa-November-two-three-five-seven, call sign Soaring Intellect, to ground control. We are on a diplomatic mission from Eggman Empire to deliver a 'personal package' to Sandra Klein. Sending confirmation codes now." The pilot of the AC-130 replied, and transmitted a series of letters and numbers to ground control's computers for authorization. After a few seconds of checking, the computers stated that the group entering Islands of Ice airspace were indeed who they said they were.

"Papa-November-two-three-five-seven, your codes are green. We're sending you your landing co-ordinates. No not deviate." Ground control stated.

"Control, we copy. Punching flight plane now." The pilot replied. As one, the seven craft turned to beginning their landing approach. Within a few minutes, they had landed.