It's a Possibility

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Nerima District, Present day, Tendo Dojo

. . . "Akane's been kidnaped by Klingons!" Soun as Tearful Waterfall.

. . . "Hmm, ransom note. 700 million," Nabiki replied, "We'll let them eat her cooking for a week, and agree to take her back for a nice round billion."

. . . "If they're really space aliens, they'll probably love her cookin'," Ranma said.

. . . "Oh! How can you be so cruel!" Tearful waterfall.

. . . "Okay, three days, four tops," Nabiki agreed and began arranging the terms.

Earth Orbit, Imperial Klingon Battlecruiser Grand Almighty Exalted Omnipotent Tax exempt Invincible Stomper. The latest 'Aggravated Benevolence class'

. . . "How could you spoil gak! You just open the container and pour it in a bowl!" Captain Kaghorn the Significant shouted.

. . . "They were so slimy, I just washed them off!" Akane shouted back, "And you just wait until Ranma hears about this! He'll rescue me!"

. . . "This is REACTOR cleaner!" the Captain shouted, "Can you do nothing right!"

. . . "Well I made the rokeg blood cupcakes," Akane desperately wanted to prove to someone she was a good cook, but their ingredients were so . . . icky.

. . . "You put rokeg blood cupcakes in a refrigeration cabinet?" the Captain asked.

. . . "Oh course," Akane was nonplused, "Well somebody like them, they're all gone. And so is everything else. Except this." She pulled a fist sized ball of beige fur out of the cabinet.

. . . The Captain was pleased to see, despite the frost, it moved. "Well, give it here, I will taste it."

. . . "But it's so cute," Akane reluctantly handed it over the softly cooing creature, she wasn't sure if eating it alive was worse than killing it first.

. . . The Captain noted with satisfaction that is squirmed slightly, it was alive. Then it squealed like a red alert siren at five times speed. "How can something so small make such a noise!"

. . . "You're scaring it!" Akane replied defensively.

. . . "I meant to eat it." The Captain hurled the creature at a wall, firing his disruptor at it in the air, a good hit. He turned to his aide, "Get this one off my ship!"

. . . "Yes Captain! What of this Nabiki's demand of payment?" the aide asked.

. . . "What is she going to do, fire her back into space at us?"

. . . The aide stared at the thing Akane's cooking produced, then at his Captain, "Respectfully, sir . . . "

. . . "Include the money," the Captain ordered.

. . . The aide grabbed Akane and hurried off, Captain Kaghorn was wise.

. . . The Captain walked over to the smoking corpse, it made that forehead flattening noise again, he stepped down on it, satisfied it was finally dead. He would hear that noise in his nightmares, for the rest of his life. He could still hear it, faintly.

. . . He thumbed the intercom, "Archivist, signal this system quarantined for the next hundred years, if a mere school girl could create such a monstrosity with just our galley."

. . . "Aye, Captain." The Archivist needed no further elaboration. He'd eaten before the Captain had, and was pleased to die for the Empire.

. . . In a nearby ventilation shaft, a dozen beige, brown, black and white objects rolled along, keeping silent for the moment.

. . . I'm not saying that's how it happened, I'm just suggesting a possibility.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, items or themes portrayed here, except Captain Kaghorn, who I bought on E-bay for a plug nickel and half a piece of used chewing gum, the receipt was in crayon.

. . . I'm a bad person.