I sighed and looked at the first page of the

"CITIZENSHIP APP."

It said:

"Uuuh...What does the flag of Captania look like?" I inquired.

"ZHAT'S A NATIONAL SECRET!"

"Then how am I supposed to...?"

"JUST USE THE POWER OF IMAGINATION, BOOB!"

With this, Captain reached deep into the trench coat pocket and pulled out a box of watercolors.

Having thrust them at me, Captain turned and marched off straight through a wall, covering me in a cloud of paint chips, plaster and asbestos.

I stared at the gaping hole in the wall. Captain was nowhere to be found.

I sighed again and returned to the citizenship application:

I flipped through the pages.

The questions went on and on and on...