A Truce!

"Darth Napoleon" and I have declared a truce! In exchange for unlimited access to all developing technology and all of the elite units of the military, I have turned over control of the Earth to your new Emperor! I plan to continue my education in the finer points of strategy and eventually control my own branch of the military under the Icehawk banner, but in the meantime I order you to pledge yourselves to Bright Helmet!
Oh, and there's the little matter of my asking him out on a date in June, to which he agreed, but that had nothing to do with this. Now stop reading the fine print, you'll hurt your eyes.