He needed to find someone. Preferably someone lacking in intelligence. Someone he could easily manipulate.
Lord Angstrom strode down the hall, deep in thought.
"I say! Have you heard the latest?"
Angstrom turned his head. Drat. That idiot Fop Doppler was talking to him. "Latest what?" he growled.
"About Princess Nova," Fop explained. "Soon she'll be celebrating her one year anniversary with Star Command."
"Yes, yes, how fascinating." Angstrom quickly started walking again, hoping Fop wouldn't follow him.
Meanwhile, Fop gazed at the row of paintings adorning the hall. Most were of former kings and queens, but one was of King Nova, and beside it hung a painting of Mira. The Tangean sighed, his eyes fixed on Mira's beautiful blue eyes. It had been a sad day when she joined Star Command. Fop had always enjoyed her company. They didn't meet very often, but even simply passing each other in the halls was exciting.
If only there was some way we could be together, thought Fop.
Lord Angstrom happened to glance back, and noticed Fop staring at Mira's painting. A grin spread over his face. He had just found his man.
"Doppler," Angstrom smiled, walking back to the other Tangean. "I recently became aware of a certain rule you might be interested in..."
Author's note: Sorry this is so short, but I've been very busy lately. I'll try to write more over the weekend.
