-Planet Sauria- 11:42 equivalent local time-
"What the hell is that thing?" Fox yelled, surprised to find what appeared to be a large mountain of pulsing flesh.
"That would likely be the 'living ship' we've been tasked to locate." Falco told him via communicator, "Try to find a way to get inside and secure the bridge. The rest of us will stay in our arwings to protect the ship from further Venomese attacks."
"Are you sure about this?" Fox asked, "Doesn't this seem a little suspicious?"
"Who asked whose new team for a job?" Falco asked, "I've never been so sure of anything since we made those movies."
"Those were gay scat pornos." Fox pointed out, "That led to what had to be the most awkward conversations I've ever had with Krystal."
"Is that why she watched them every night?" Falco asked, "Or was that why she took them with her when she left the team?"
"Can we please change the conversation?" Fox asked, "I've just barely stopped getting nightmares from the whole 'movie' business."
"You're just jealous I got the better role." Falco told him, "After all, Slippy's flying isn't the only thing that sucked that night."
"I'm beginning to regret not shooting you down." Fox told him, annoyed.
"Don't worry." Falco reassured him, " I've got you covered. Speaking of covered, Krystal really liked reenacting your role in that movie. After she ate a lot of prunes and laxatives, she would suck on one of her toys before she 'frosted' herself."
"Now I'm really wishing something will happen to me just so I can get those images out of my head."
"You don't like your new job at Star Falco? Do you miss your acting career?"
"I'm just outside the bridge and I really hope it's booby trapped." Fox told him, "If we make it out of this alive, I'm putting you in a porno with Slippy and Leon. One of us is going to get caked in shit and it's not going to be me this time. For the sake of not hearing your voice, I'm maintaining radio silence. Fox out."
Fox sighed as he entered the bridge.
"F-ck Falco." Fox told himself, "Why did I have to remind him? Why couldn't I have just let him forget about the porno. Please let there be a self-destruct button somewhere around here."
"There's no self-destruct here." He heard a voice tell him, "Well, not a traditional self-destruct. There's no boom. It's more of a 'suck'. One push and the whole ship implodes into a single point. Five hundred million tons of ship shrunk into five hundred million tons of smaller-than-an-atom point. Makes it hard for the enemy to salvage any wreckage."
"Who are you!" Fox demanded, "Where are you? This ship was supposed to be deserted."
"I am just a lonely soul hounded by pain and sorrow." The voice told him, "It will all be clear after a nap."
Fox collapsed onto the floor and lost consciousness.
"They always expect a bomb or a gun." The voice said, "They never expect a quiet, odorless sleep gas."
-Outside the ship- two hours later-
"This is bad." Falco said, "How long does it take to secure an abandoned ship's bridge? Why did he turn off his radio?"
Suddenly, the ship's engines roared to life. The ship floated to about five hundred feet above the ground before it disappeared.
"What just happened?" Falco asked.
"I think the ship just teleported." Katt told him, "Either that or it imploded."
"FOX!"