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).

Author's Note(s): LoL! Special thanks to Anti-Carly for all of her oh so lovely reviews! X3 Hugs and cookies to you my friend! Because of your support and awesomeness, I am more than happy to continue writing/working on this fic. It may take me a while to update as it does with my other fics, but I'll keep at it. ^.^

LoL the title has more than one meaning. X3 You'll get it once you read, you lovelies you!

"Captain and Commander"

"Attention Starved"

Even though she traveled throughout the dark voids of space, Kitna was a considerably early riser; always had been since her dad was as well. He would wake up before her mom to do his calisthenics, and when Kit found out, she joined him since the lass enjoyed spending the time with her dad.

So by the time the knock came at the door, Kitna had already been awake for some time and was not there. X-2 frowned as he knocked again and then again, until he grew impatient and entered angrily. "It's time to get up your- wait… what?"

He blinked at seeing no one was there; having assumed she was lazy like Dodgers, and he would've bust in like he had to find her sleeping the day away. But she wasn't there. Even the bed was made. And rather neatly, he might add.

It seemed the Princess was used to making up her own room; as he could tell the style with which she did it was like that most soldiers, such as himself, had been taught to use.

Turning around and going back outside, he glared up at the Centurion that was following him to make sure X-2 did as he was ordered. It seemed he was still being viewed as a prisoner and potential hostel.

Pfft! You go and accidentally almost kill one little princess, and then SUDDENLY you're public enemy number one. Sheesh! You'd think he'd announced to the universe that there was no more chocolate or something…

"Where is the…-" He paused; making a face and noise like one would when trying not to throw up. "- Princess?" The robot knew one of its fellow bots was with her, since Rodney had happily bragged about getting a name and a cool position.

"The Princess is down by the repair docks." It told him; but not with the usual respect it would've held considering the situation. The Commander frowned bemusedly; wondering what business she would have there, before deciding to go and see, since his orders were clear.

X-2 found the Earthen pest conversing with the one he took to be her cadet down at the repair docks about something. Kitna had been doing the usual Protectorate work junk in regards to checking on how the progress was going with her ship.

But by the time X-2 arrived, she and Petunia had gotten into a more casual discussion in terms of how to go about making the repairs. Petunia thought they should have it taken back to Protectorate headquarters, but Kitna wasn't all that eager to hand her ship over to them when she couldn't follow to keep an eye on them.

Not that she didn't trust Pet to do so, it's just a ship was very important to some captains like herself. Plus it had all her stuff on it. "Why can't we have it repaired here?" Kitna asked a tad irked; her arms folded over her shapely chest.

"Well, we can Cap'n. It's just that the GP is a bit nervous about the Martians figuring out our tech to better fight against us." Petunia explained; knowing this wouldn't set well with the other.

And it didn't… "I thought this whole thing was supposed to help us with relations between Mars and Earth? Not cause more suspicion." The captain remarked with a displeased look; wondering why the two planets couldn't get along. It just seemed so stupid really.

"Ahem." The sound went unnoticed at first, as Kitna was pretty peeved she might have to go without her ship. Sure, she knew she was going to be stuck on Mars. But the thought of being without her friend Petunia and her only real means of escape was just unsettling.

Almost like she would have to accept her fate of being unable to have any more adventures, and be condemned to the boredom only the red planet could provide. "AaaaHEM!" The sound called a bit louder and more annoyed.

But while Petunia spared the noise maker a small glance out of the corner of her eye, her captains distress kept her on topic. "I mean, at least if the ship is here I can help work on it. OH! Maybe we can paint flames on it this time? That way it'll look like we're going faster during hyper drive!" Kitna asked with a childlike look of excitement.

Petunia bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing at her occasionally silly captain. "But Sir, you know H.Q. has already denied that request… several times." Kitna gave a frustrated pout. "Oh… very well… I guess if I have-"

"WOULD YOU JUST LOOK AT ME ALREADY!" Yelled a familiar and somewhat hysterically cranky voice from behind her. And turning to see, was Kitna more than taken aback by what and who she saw standing there looking oh so crossly.

To be continued...

Lmmfao! Ooooooh! I wonder who it could be?! XD Note my playful sarcasm, cuz it's kind of obvious who it is, and also because as the writer I already know for sure.

See you next chapter! ^.~