They had nothing to say to each other

They sat in a beautiful and formal room with two big chairs facing a marble fireplace. It was freezing, but curiously the fireplace looked as though it had never been used. The Colonel stared at him with a combination of fear and confusion. He had been summoned by The Dear Leader to this place.

The Colonel had never been to the palace before, and under the circumstances the Colonel assumed it might be the last place he ever went. He must have really fucked up to find himself in this circumstance, but no matter how hard he tried, the Colonel couldn't think of any reason that he should be standing here in this place, with the most powerful man in the country.

The Dear Leader said to the Colonel "do you have any idea how your actions have embarrassed the country? The Americans have been playing that video of you mooning their border post for days. What do you have to say for yourself?

The Colonel couldn't believe what he was hearing, he was aware of the hilarious gesture one of his fellow officers made but when the incident occurred he had been hundreds of miles from the border escorting a delivery of potatoes to the army's agricultural weapons factory.

"Dear Leader, I must protest but that wasn't me." The Colonel explained his whereabouts during the event. The Dear Leader listened and at the end of the tale a big smile spread across his lips. The Dear Leader reached into a small wooden box sitting on the mantle above the fireplace. It was about the size of a shoe box but very ornately decorated. He pulled out a gold colored pistol with a mother of pearl handle that glistened in the light.

The Dear Leader said "Colonel it doesn't matter if it was you or not, the moment you are summoned to the palace judgement has been passed. I'm very sorry to do this but someone has to pay, and today you are that someone". The president raised the gun and pointed it at the Colonels heart and pulled trigger.