Disclaimer: I do NOT own Looney Tunes, Warner Brothers, Duck Dodgers, etc. If I DID, things would probably be interestingly weirder. XD I ONLY own MY OC(s).

Pairing(s): Commander X-2/Marvin the Martian and my OC Kitna Nox.

Author's Note(s): Thanks to all who have reviewed so far LoL. Surprised people don't review more. At least nice reviews to let the writers/authors know how they are enjoying our fics. :3


"Captain and Commander"


"It's the Waiting That Gets You"

The Queen had been too worried about her cousin to have cared what the Commander had to say. Hadn't he done enough already? Her eyes filled with tears as she assumed the worse, for she wasn't moving and there was just so much blood! It looked indeed as if her dear cousin was dead.

As soon as the Queen had ordered the Commander be imprisoned, had she picked up the smaller royals limp body and given it to one of the Centurions to take to the infirmary, as it could get there faster than she could. Though Tyr'ahnee was hot on the robots heels.

The doctor and nurses began examining Kitna immediately while their Queen explained what had happened; making sure to leave out a few details that were on a need to know basis, and they didn't need to know. They discovered that Kitna was still alive, but just barely. Tyr'ahnee was so relieved that she was at least still alive.

Then that meant there was still a chance that Kit would be okay! She had to leave to let them work on the young captain though. But Tyr'ahnee waited just outside; pacing back and forth as she hoped Kitna would be alright.

It then occurred to her that her cousins Cadet might be still in the ship! She called for the Centurion that had arrived with the Commander, and asked what was happening. He informed her of the poor status of X-2's ship and what had gone on when they evaporated down onto the planet; though the details of before could be sorted out later.

So she sent up a small, quick ship to tell them to stand down and to contact Kitna's ship and inform her Cadet of the situation. Tyr'ahnee waited uneasily for an update on how her cousin was doing; as she had done all of this without leaving the hallway outside of the infirmary.

A guard came back a little later to inform her that the Captain's Cadet would be coming in to land at the port shortly. "Good. At least that much has gone correctly…" Tyr'ahnee said with a sigh.

She felt tired and drained both physically and emotionally; having cried at first because she thought her cousin might be dead, and then with relief that she wasn't. At least not yet. Not to mention all the pacing she had done. And as the hours of surgery ticked by, the concerned monarch found her strength leaving her.

The Queen slumped in one of the chairs in the hallway as she felt her eyes drooping. Sure, she knew a royal member of the Martian family should probably be more composed, but right now she just didn't feel like worrying about that.

After all, she'd once put up with wearing those idiotic seventies styled clothing and the planets inhabitants insipid slang. So the quirky Queen figured a little slumping would be fine.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to the concerned cousin, a nurse came out to speak with her; causing the Queen to quickly yet tiredly compose herself and sit up. "Your Highness." The nurse bowed. "The doctor told me to inform you that your cousin has survived the surgery."

She exhaled a breath of relief she hadn't realized she had been holding; a great weight feeling as if it had been lifted from her. Kitna was more like a little sister to her than a cousin; having grown up together for the most part..

"That is wonderful news! When may I see her?" The Queen inquired upon standing up. "Well, she is still recovering due to all the internal damage the taser caused. It seems whoever her attacker was had it up to the highest setting." Tyr'ahnee's eye gave a dangerous twitch at that; which made the nurse feel uneasy. "B-but with rest and medication, she'll be fine in a few days." The nurse told her with a reassuring smile on her mouthless face.

"Oh…" The Queen frowned a little; her anger towards the Commander quickly being brought back to a steady boil. "I hope you don't mind my saying so, your Majesty, but it is indeed a good thing she was injured on Mars." At this, the Queen gave her a hard look that made the nurse visibly squirm.

"Wh-what I mean to say is, we have the best medical technology available! So, h-had she been hurt like this elsewhere, there's no telling what might have happened." The nurse was quick to elaborate.

Thinking it better to keep the attackers identity a secret for now, lest it cause problems later on, Tyr'ahnee left out that it was the Commander who had inflicted such harm upon the woman who would soon officially be Princess of Mars.

The Queen's gaze softened regretfully before turning to look out the window at the setting sun. "That's just the problem… it is because she was here, that she was attacked…" The servant gave her a bemused look as the monarch quietly spoke more to herself than the nurse.

"Inform me when she is well enough to visit." Tyr'ahnee ordered before leaving to get some queenly work done, and then retiring to her chamber for the evening. Thankfully for the Commander, she had been so busy worrying about Kitna, that she had forgotten to punish him.

So he spent the rest of the day and the night locked up in that cell wondering where he had gone wrong. Marvin had been quite positive he was fighting Dodgers, and that he'd had the dimwitted duck in that bag and been torturing him!

But where had that mysterious Martian woman come from? Who was she? And most importantly why had she been in a Protectorate ship? "Then again… I suppose those damaged sensors could have malfunctioned and given me incorrect data…" He reasoned aloud to himself; though his voice was rather quiet.

The Martian Commander wasn't sure why, but from the brief glimpse he'd had of her before being taken away, he'd assumed she was Martian from the pitch black complexion on her hands and her wonderfully snow white hair.

Oh, but who could she possibly be for him to have angered the Queen enough to receive such treatment? "Blast that imbecilic Earth creature! This is all his fault!" Marvin proclaimed loudly as he kicked at the stone wall; quickly regretting the action as he grabbed a hold of his sneaker and began hopping up and down on one foot in pain. "Ow, ow, ooooooow!"

"Quiet in there!" One of the guards ordered; holding up a cattle prod and letting it spark warningly. Marvin swallowed hard and settled down on the flimsy cot in the corner that stunk of mold and rot.

'I do so hope Queen lets me go soon. I don't like being down here… and I haven't had a chance to call my mother!' He thought somewhat anxiously; trying and failing to sleep very easily that night.


To be continued...

Lmfao! He's such a mama's boy, but in a cute way. X3 I think it's because he's so lonely and doesn't have any real friends.