"No, no, no!" Selia groaned, tossing a piece of paper aside. "I can't do it!"

Zemerik looked up from the tv, groaning, "Do what?"

Selia sighed and waved a stack of papers. "This play! I can't think of what to do! I had my heart in the right place before but now…it's just a giant pile of…of…"

"Vandal dung?" he suggested.

"There we go."

Zemerik started to go back to watching the TV when he realized something. "Actually…let me help you with that play."

Selia raised an eyebrow at this sudden act of kindness. "What do you want?"

"Well, for one thing, I'm the star of this play, which was your fault might I add, and another, I have to learn the lines somehow," Zemerik said as he strolled over to the sentient. "Might I also add that if you don't let me do this, I will personally walk into the hub, parading in my sark form and holding out the device for EVERYONE to see."

"….you evil, evil bastard," Selia growled.

"Evil Bastard's such a harsh title…I also prefer Cunning Dictator or Spawn of Satan, take your pick," he smirked as he picked up the script and started looking through it. "Let's see, Sage's the beautiful princess, of course, I'm a stubborn palace guard who's in love with her, double obvious, and you're still trying to find places for the other parts, including the evil Prince and his close friends, triple obvious. I mean, my god, are you TRYING to say that you have villains staying in your house?"

"Again, I'm still working on it. I couldn't think of what to do after that chariot scene," she sighed. "I only gave the summary of what I had so far, and even then, I knew I was stretching it."

Zemerik rolled his eyes and tossed the script onto the desk. "Well, both of our memories are similar, so, more than likely, I can't help."

Selia groaned and banged her head against the desk. "Goddamn it!"

"You don't remember about going to Hatch?"

Zemerik and Selia both jerked their heads up and turned to the sound of the new voice: Zug.

"Say what now?" the two asked.

"Well, about a few weeks after we were activated, you were slowly, if not already had, started developing your crush on Sage. But during the process, you realized that Sage wouldn't be able to mate with you, much less marry you, so one day, we snuck offworld to the Vandal homeworld," Zug had begun to explain.

"Neither of us wanted to stay around for long, not wanting to risk war with the rising tensions between Vandals and the Sentients. I had complained that I hated this planet, while you trudged on, dragging me at some points in the journey.

Eventually, we had run into Hatch, or his ancestor."

"Zemerik…he's wrong," I attempted to argue-

"Just show us the damn movie."

"Fine!"

From Zug's camera, the trio watched as the two sark enter a cave, deep within the jungle.

"Zemerik…"

"Quiet, Zug. If my calculations are correct, then the person that we seek is in this hole."

"What? Cave too big a word for you?" Selia teased as she took notes down.

"Shut it."

The two continued walking, eventually switching to night vision as the cave grew darker and darker, soon switching them off as they caught flickers of light further ahead. They reached the source of the light and watched as an insect Vandal had dropped some ingredients in one of the pots.

"I see that you've finally shown yourselves," the creature hissed at them.

Zug shook a bit, not wanting to be there obviously. "Zem…"

"Quiet," Zemerik had reassured him, not facing him though. "And I detect that you somehow expected us."

"You want something and I want something. That's all that matters."

Zemerik crossed his arms at him. "What makes you think that you have that I want?"

"You came here, didn't you?" he asked, 'grinning' at him. "And I would be glad to help…for a price."

The Sark growled at this, not liking his attitude. "And what price would THAT be?"

"In exchange to making you into a…voiceless sentient, I say…your battlekey."

"Zemerik, no!" Zug pleaded as Zemerik froze and didn't respond.

Zemerik and Selia looked at each other and looked at the larger Sark. "He didn't…" she muttered, her eyes wide. Zug just gave a nod to the video that was still playing, Zemerik and Selia turning to continue watching it.

Zemerik finally answered after several long moments. "…there has to be something else that I could give…I can't give our only way back THAT easily."

"Of course, of course, I should at least give you a fair chance…since you're going to be voiceless…I want that voice of yours…some sort of Sark technology," the Vandal said. "Shouldn't be so hard to depart, right?"

"Stop the video, Zug," Selia said. "I think I got what I need."

Zemerik and Zug both raised an eyebrow and looked at each other. This…probably wasn't going to end well for the Sark leader.