Lotz of days passed since the battle and boyz were getting bored, again. Especially Boss who grew in size since he defeated a giant robot alone, not counting his squigs as they are his pets so they are part of his gear. Even digging out and refurbishing of the robot did not bring him much joy. Only Mr. Nuthead was ecstatic about this and when he finally got his green hands on it he fell into a trans-like state when he analyzed broke and or dismantled every moving bit until only the least interesting things were left such as metal chassis or armor plates. He completely lost himself in this state and forgot what he was supposed to make for Da Boss.
The thing he was supposed to make for Da Boss was a new set of armor made from the armor of that knight. The plates were slightly too big for him, but there is no problem in cutting them into smaller pieces, but due to Mr. Nuthead forgetting about the task armor creation was put on hold, as only one piece of armor was delivered. A groin guard with a big double-headed eagle in the middle of it. The guard was made that way by accident or rather hastily prepare to appease angry Boss by many smaller meks. They simply grabbed a piece of armor tied it to a leader strap and gave it to Boss. Boss was happy and spared most of them. He mercifully clobbed to death only 3 boyz and only 2 were fed to his squigs.
Doctor Kidler on the other hand was bored almost like Da Boss was. In the beginning, he was happy to learn that umies had a doctor in the castle, but when he learned that umiez do not do limb transplantation on site by just gluing said limb to the random limbless alive body he became very disappointed at such a low level of umie knowledge, culture, and medicine. As such he began to teach them how to do proper medicine, but to his horror umies did not even know how to properly defecate their tools in squig shit. This and the fact that umies are puny and need some sort of specialized painkillers broke him. A few hours later he cured his depression by doing a head transplant of the local weir- boy to the body of a grot. Grot did not get a new body as it died of shock but such is the price of progress. Needless to say, the transplant of Yodark`s head as that how the weird boy was called to the grot body was a resounding success. Of course, Doc after confirming the success cut all unnecessary limbs from him and left him in a duffel bag to make his transportation easier.
This operation made Boss laugh so the tension in Orkholt slightly lowered. Boyz no longer feared their Boss so much. On the other hand, Doc who was prized became crazy with transplant logy. There was a even gossip that he planned to catch some boyz, and squigs and swap their brains. Because this did not work on umies and since da boyz be strong and tuff they may survive it. As a result, not a single boy dares to go alone at night or even day, as Doc hunts Orkholt with his 2 m-long Graba Stik that even big Nobz are scared of.
Zorko and Mauork hit off pretty well as they started to train more boyz in the noble art of krumping. Zorko taught them how to smash thingz with their heads, usually bricks and stones. While Maourk left them alone in the dungeon and called Doc. These that did not manage to sneak out end on the chopping bloo...., I am sorry, my mistake, I meant the operating table, but they too became bored quite quickly and were itching for a fight.
Tho only Ork that was not bored was Hogger who scouted every nook and cranny of the forest and basically murdered/hunted every living thing in the surrounding areas. When he was not hunting he would gather mushrooms from the field that was near the main gate (that field where Orks were first massacred).
All in all, life was now boring, and mundane. Orks do not like boring thingz. Oy, wheeze gotta do something about dis thought almost every Ork.