Queequeg and Lafitte were - well, bored. The boss was in one of his moods again. Sheesh, the man had the galaxy in the palm of his hand and what does he do? Get all worked up over that princess. They really couldn't see the sense in it. But then again, he paid them their credits and whatever weird stuff he did wasn't any of their business.
Lafittle leaned back in her chair and looked at Queequeg with a mild air of distaste.
"Just HOW long has it been since you've had a refresher? You stink like a grease pit!"
Queequeg wasn't fazed by her insults. Lafitte ALWAYS insulted him.
"Eh, like you smell like a rose garden yourself, yer highness. Hey, you seen the boss?"
"What do you think I am, his secretary?"
"Well, at least you'd be doing something.."
Queequeg leaned way back in his chair. Too far, evidently, for the chair went out from under him and he crashed to the floor. He heard Lafitte snicker and he also heard something else -
a child's giggle.
"You hear that?" Queequeq looked about.
Lafittle smirked. "All I heard was your metal clankbutt hitting the floor, foil-face."
Another giggle. It was coming from behind one of the instrument panels.
"There! There it is again! It's a kid laughin'!" Queequeg picked himself off the floor and whipped out his laser pistol.
Lafittle quipped. "When in doubt, whip it out!"
"Shut up!" Queequeg grumbled. Lafittle could use a niiiice little bout with a trash compactor about now, but he knew someone was in here and the boss didn't need no aggravation right now. 'Sides he liked living with his parts intact.
"Come on out, kid! Yer surrounded!" Queequeg brandished his pistol.
"Don't strain yourself, Quee.." Lafittle said.
This time the giggle was louder.
"Hey, for once you're right!" She too, took out her pistol. "Whoever you are, come out or we'll be putting some new holes in ya!"
Suddenly a small figure darted out into the room.
"Gotta CATCH me first!!"
Queequeg and Lafittle looked at the kid. A Drule kid! He looked like a miniature of the boss - without the metal of course. How the heck did he get in here? Maybe the boss had him all this time.
Lafittle said, "Hmm..maybe the boss was kinda busy a few years ago."
Queequeg said, "Who cares! Get that kid. We can't have him runnin' round."
Lafittle knelt down and tried to smile. "Hey, kid, come 'mere, we're not gonna hurt ya.."
The little Drule boy scowled and said, "No way! You can't catch me!" he grinned suddenly and sped off.
Queequeg gave chase and Lafitte followed after.
"Stop, ya little brat!"
" Nyah, nyah!" the little boy screamed in delight. He didn't know how he got here, but he was having fun! 'Bots were so DUMB!! He slid around the corner, sliding on the slick floor. "Wheee! Can't catch me! Yaaaa!"
"You damn brat!" Queequeg ran around the corner also, but unfortunately, he lost his balance and fell, sliding on his rear, knocking into Lafitte, who had ran ahead.
"Yaaaa! Queeeeee, you idiiiiiiiiiot!!!" Lafitte went down as well, and they both slid down the slick floor of the metal hallway, finally crashing into the wall.
The Drule boy giggled again. Boy, these bots were FUNNY! He stood there and watched them try to disentangle themselves from each other. They were cursing each other in various languages. Finally they were free and they glared at the little boy.
"Kid, you asked for it.." Queequeg suddenly started to fire at the boy with his laser pistol. He missed the boy and hit one of the system panels instead.
The boy's eyes widened and he started to run again, this time towards the Revenge's escape pods.
"Quee, you dip! Wanna blow us up? Hey, I got an idea! Come on!" They gave chase again, this time walking quickly. The bay would be a dead end for the boy.
The boy ran into the bays. He needed to hide. He was real good at hiding. He always was hiding from his mei. He could hear their heavy steps come closer and their voices ringing in the halls.
"Boy, WHEN WE catch that boy, we're gonna do a lot of MEAN things to him!" Lafitte yelled loudly.
"Laf, why the heck are you - OOF!" Queequeg was silenced by Lafitte's fist in his side.
"Shut up.." she hissed as they approached the bay entrance.
The little boy looked around. He wasn't going to let those those creeps get him! No way! HE was the Crown Prince! He crawled into one of the escape pods. They wouldn't find him here!
Queequeg said, "He went into one of them escape pods! Now we can nab him!"
She hissed. "No, now we can get rid of him! You think the boss wants a brat around?"
Lafitte went to the escape pod that the boy was hiding in. Punching in a code, the hatch sealed shut silently. She then punched in a series of coordinates.
"Where ya sendin' him, Laf?" Queequeg asked.
"Heh. I'm sending him where he can cause some trouble!" Lafitte said.
"Uh..that Dream Dimension of Hagar's?"
"No, aluminum-breath! Somewhere better.."
The pod jettisoned from the Revenge and the thrusters went on-line. It's destination -
Arus.
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