DISCLAIMER: See chapters 1,2,3. Bye-bye, I am going to write chapter 4.
A/N: Where are they going and what troubles will rear there oh so ugly heads? Find out! The couple raced down the hall and made it to Zenon's office in the nick of time. Both were out of breath. Zenon scanned her hand on the pad outside her door to gain entry. The door opened with a whoosh, /A/N: Onomatopoeia!!/ revealing a face, in fact two faces, that Zenon was not in the mood to see. "Greg? Orion? What the hell are you doing here? I am supposed to be meeting with Commander Plank and Protozoa's record manager so scurry along before I ring your necks with my bare hands!" "Actually," Greg got a sly look on his face, "I am Protozoa's new record manger." Zenon shut her eyes and took three deep breathes. When she opened them again, Greg was circling her with both hands on her shoulders. "Babe, you're mine now." He whispered in her ear, but it was loud enough for Protozoa to hear. He launched at Greg, his temper rapidly rising.
A/N: Where are they going and what troubles will rear there oh so ugly heads? Find out! The couple raced down the hall and made it to Zenon's office in the nick of time. Both were out of breath. Zenon scanned her hand on the pad outside her door to gain entry. The door opened with a whoosh, /A/N: Onomatopoeia!!/ revealing a face, in fact two faces, that Zenon was not in the mood to see. "Greg? Orion? What the hell are you doing here? I am supposed to be meeting with Commander Plank and Protozoa's record manager so scurry along before I ring your necks with my bare hands!" "Actually," Greg got a sly look on his face, "I am Protozoa's new record manger." Zenon shut her eyes and took three deep breathes. When she opened them again, Greg was circling her with both hands on her shoulders. "Babe, you're mine now." He whispered in her ear, but it was loud enough for Protozoa to hear. He launched at Greg, his temper rapidly rising.