"Did you hear the great news?" Grubis asked Booster as they passed each other in one of the halls.

"No, what?" asked Booster.

"Tomorrow I'm going to get married!"

So as not to blow his tough-guy cover, Booster had to resist the urge to clasp his hands together and sigh. He was still touched by the romance between LGMo and Grubliet, and had a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. "That's nice. Who are you marrying?"

"Her name's Grubliet," answered Grubis. "She's wonderful!"

"Gr-Gr-Grubliet?" Booster stammered. Uh-oh. "Out of curiosity, is Grubliet a common name here?"

"No, I don't think so." Grubis shook his head.

This is not good. "So... uh... how long have you know her?"

"Well, I don't exactly know her very well," admitted Grubis. "I had to have Emperor Zurg arrange the wedding, since I didn't know how to ask her." He suddenly jumped up excitedly. "Look, there she is!"

"Boost - I mean Biff, I was looking for you," said Grubliet, entering the hall. Ignoring Grubis entirely, she took hold of Booster's arm. "We need to talk." As soon as they were away from Grubis, she broke down and began to sob. "What am I going to do? I can't marry him! I'm married to LGMo!"

Booster frowned. "I wish Buzz were here. He'd think of something."

"Like what?" sniffed Grubliet.

"I don't know... He'd probably find some way to sneak you off the planet." Booster's face suddenly lit up. "I've got it! We can sneak you away by killing you!"

Grubliet blinked. "I don't think I like this idea."

"No, I don't mean really kill you - we'll pretend to," explained Booster. "I've already told Zurg that I think someone is going to defect. So, you'll just pretend to defect by trying to steal a spaceship from the hangar bay, then I'll pretend to catch you and shoot you, and that way my mission will be completed, so I can leave and take you with, and we won't have to worry about Zurg wondering why we're gone. It's perfect!"

"Well... if you say so..." Grubliet answered doubtfully.

"And I want a purple cake with little Zs all over it." Zurg was talking to Cosmo over the vidphone. "Make sure it's the right shade of purple - I don't want it to be lilac like that birthday cake you made me." As an afterthought, he added, "Oh, and maybe add a few hearts to the cake - but they must be yellow and look as evil as possible."

"Excuse me, your Evilness," a Grub suddenly interrupted.

"Oh, what is it?" growled Zurg. "Can't you see I'm planning a wedding?"

"Someone has broken into the hangar and is trying to steal a ship," gulped the Grub.

"What?" Zurg jumped up. "I bet it's that defector Biff Catchall was telling me about!"

I hope this works. Grubliet started firing up the cargo ship's engines.

"There she is!" she heard Booster cry.

"Come out, you snivelling traitor, and perhaps you will be rewarded with a quick death!" Zurg shouted.

"Not a chance!" she yelled back.

Zurg frowned. "Isn't that... no, it couldn't be. That sounded like the Grub whose getting married."

"Well, whoever it is, we have to stop them!" Booster took out a gun and began firing at the ship. "Come out with your hands up!"

"Very well - just don't hurt me!" Grubliet stepped back out.

"Sorry, but defectors must die." Booster fired the gun, and Grubliet dropped to the floor.

"NOOOOOOO!" 57 had just entered, and, unaware of Booster's plan, thought his friend had just been killed. "What have you done?"

"Nice work, Catchall," grinned Zurg. "You'll be well-paid for this."

57 stared at Grubliet's body in shock. "You've killed her!" He glared at Booster. "Why?" This can't be happening! How will I tell her husband?