The universe is filled with billions of extraterrestrial beings, many of them new and undiscovered! But one man named Dandy plans on finding and registering them all! He travels the universe with his crew and amazing pompadour in search of adventure, excitement, and boobies! These are the adventures of the dandiest guy in space, Space Dandy!

"QT!" Dandy shouted as he looked around in the ship's kitchen. "Dammit, where did he go?"

Dandy wandered into the lounge where he found Carrie sitting on the ground. She had QT in her arms, holding the little cleaning droid tightly. In the background, he could hear some gameshow on TV and Meow's potato chip bag rattling as the Betelgeusian ate from it.

"QT, quit playing around with Carrie. I need you in the kitchen for a minute."

"I can't, she won't let go!" QT said as he tried to squirm out of the Sepian's grip. "Carrie, I need you to let me go. Dandy needs to talk to me about something."

"But it's hug time," Carrie answered, gripping QT harder.

"Carrie, you do know that I'm a robot that is incapable of expressing whatever huggy-lovey emotion you're trying to squeeze out of me." Carrie just hugged the little robot harder, causing QT's outer casing to creak from the stress. "Carrie stop! You're gonna break my outer casing!"

Losing interest in talking to QT, Dandy turned his attention to Meow, who was still lounging on the couch watching some futuristic gameshow.

"What's up with Carrie?"

"Beats me," Meow replied, his mouth full of chips. "She gets like this every once in a while. Guess this time, she decided it was QT's turn."

"Huh…" Dandy shrugged and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Hey, can I talk with you in the kitchen for a minute."

"What about?"

"Well, it's been a while since the writer updated our story, and he hasn't been writing in a while."

"So?" Meow muttered as he shoveled a paw full of chips in his mouth. "Maybe he's sick or something."

"No, he's probably just being lazy." Dandy paused, the noise on TV distracting him for a moment. "I was thinking we could write our own chapter this time."

"Why the hell would we do that?" Meow asked. "Just because the writer's too lazy to update doesn't mean we should have to pick up his slack."

"Well, I thought it would be interesting. Besides, it doesn't seem like it would be that much work."

"If it's not gonna be any work, I'm game for it."

"I wanna help, too!" Carrie chirped, slipping up behind Dandy. QT was still being held snugly in Carrie's grip, a stress crack starting to form on his LCD screen.

"All right, then! Let's all meet in the kitchen!"

"Why the kitchen?" Meow asked.

"You'll see…" Dandy replied as he strolled back into the kitchen.

A short time later, all four of the Aloha Oe's crewmembers were standing around the little table at the center of the small kitchen, staring at a large, grey laptop with the word "TASHIBO" printed on the back. Carrie was still clinging to QT like a small child holding a stuffed toy.

"Check it out!" Dandy declared.

"Pretty…" Carrie said.

"It's just a laptop," Meow muttered. "An outdated one, at that."

"It's not just a laptop," Dandy corrected him. "It's the writer's laptop, carefully edited to avoid any copyright lawsuits against us. This laptop has everything the writer's written about us. Past chapters, story notes, character profiles…"

"With this, we should have no problem writing our own chapter," QT added.

"Exactly! Now all we need to do is sit down and write something!"

Dandy pulled a chair out from under the table and sat down in front of the laptop. He stared at the blank text document editor that covered the laptop's screen. Meow, Carrie, and QT gathered behind him to look over the alien hunter's shoulder. On the screen, the cursor blinked steadily, almost as if to mock them.

"Dammit, why isn't this thing working?" Dandy pressed a few buttons, but only made a garble of random letters appear on the document.

"You have to come up with a story first, Dandy," QT said.

"Okay! I think I got one we could write about!"

"Wait, before you say anything," Meow interrupted, "why don't we make it easy on ourselves. How about we just make a story where we win the lottery and take a nice, long vacation?"

"Nah, that's boring," Dandy replied.

"Yeah," Carrie agreed. "We should write something awesome, with explosions, pirates, and a giant monster battle!"

"No, I think my idea would be better! We go after this smokin' hot alien chick and register her for a huge wad of moolah!"

"That kinda sounds like chapter one," QT said. "If I were you guys, I'd start out with some sort of inciting incident."

"A what?" Dandy and Meow asked.

"You know, an event that gets the story going."

"No, you guys! I'm telling you, we should just make it easy for ourselves," Meow repeated. "Then again, I just got a great idea about visiting a planet full of hot space amazons."

"Ooh, that's a good one!" Dandy high-fived Meow.

"Dandy and the Planet of the Space Amazons," Dandy typed.

"Wait, you said this was the writer's laptop?" Meow asked.

"Yeah."

"What if whatever we typed in happens in real life?"

"Let's try it. Someone give me something to type."

QT said, "Type, 'Carrie quickly grew bored with trying to squeeze the circuits out of QT, and decided to let him go'."

Dandy typed in what QT suggested and he and Meow turned to stare at the Sepian girl, who was still clutching QT, her breasts resting on top of his head. Carrie stared back at them curiously for what seemed like hours.

"Aren't you gonna let me go?" QT asked.

"No!" Carrie squealed, squeezing QT tightly. "I need some hugs!"

"Ah, stop!" QT screamed as his chassis bent and buckled.

"So much for that theory," Meow said.

"That's fine, I think I came up with something better."

Dandy deleted the first line and typed "The Adventures of the Super-Cool, Super Groovy Space Dandy."

"What about me?" Meow asked.

"Hmm…"

Dandy opened a file labeled "Space Dandy Character Notes." Dandy scrolled through the text document, which had notes on himself, QT, Carrie, and most everyone that had made an appearance in this fanfic.

"Ugh, our writer's a real Wordsworth. Look at all this. It'll take hours just to sort through this info."

QT skimmed over the notes. "Ah, so that's why Carrie's being so clingy. It's a socialization thing Sepians do."

"I doubt this guy's the only person writing fanfiction about us," Meow said. "Why don't we see what everyone else writes about us? Maybe we can find some inspiration, or something."

"Good idea."

Dandy opened an internet browser and searched for "space dandy fanfiction." He found quite a lot spread out across several websites.

"Look at this. There's one guy that's written over twenty chapters! And we only have a lousy ten chapters!"

"Hey look, a petition to ban Carrie from every space colony supermarket in the universe," Meow pointed out, reading one of the search results. Right below that result was a rather short fanfiction story. Meow pointed to the result. "Click on that one."

Dandy clicked it and the four of them read it. About a fourth of the way through, Dandy got a disgusted look on his face and recoiled in disgust.

"What the hell!?" Meow busted out laughing while Carrie looked very confused.

"You and Prince, huh?" Meow joked.

"Shut up!" Dandy choked Meow to try and shut him up.

"What?" Carrie asked. "I don't get it. What's wrong with it?"

"It's better if you didn't know," QT answered.

"Hey, this one looks pretty good." Meow pointed out another piece of Space Dandy fanfiction, trying to get Dandy to let him go. "Why don't we copy and paste this one and call it a day?"

"That's plagiarism," QT said. "If we posted that story anywhere, we'd get banned for stealing another writer's work. Not to mention the massive backlash from our small fanbase…"

"So, what do you suggest we do?"

"I say we screw this lazy writer and start our own fanfiction story!" Dandy shouted. "That way we won't have to sit around on our asses for weeks at a time until the writer decides to get around to writing our story! We'll be able to do that ourselves!"

"Sounds okay by me," QT said.

"As long as you don't kill me off, I'm fine with that," Meow wheezed.

"Alrighty then!"

Dandy released Meow, cracked his knuckles, and sat back down at the table. He placed his hands on the keyboard and typed furiously. He typed for a few minutes, then stopped to admire his hard work. Carrie, QT, and Meow peered over Dandy's shoulders to read what he had typed.

"A long way into the future, in a galaxy not quite so far, far away, lived an awesome alien hunter named Space Dandy. He was so awesome and cool that he kicked the writer's ass for being a lazy bum. He kicked him so hard, that he flew out into space where he flew into a star and was incinerated. Then, the awesome Space Dandy flexed his enormous, eighty-inch biceps and ran his comb through his kick-ass hairdo. He flew his awesome spaceship, the Aloha Oe, deep into space, because his girlfriends, Honey and Scarlet were in trouble and he had to go kick the ass of some super-dangerous, rare alien that looked cool-looking, but not as cool looking as Space Dandy!"

"So, what do you guys think so far?"

"Zero out of ten. Not enough me," Meow answered.

"It's, very… flawed. Your plot structure is nonexistent and there are numerous syntax errors, as well as some awkward wording," QT critiqued. "On top of that, your beginning is a cliché rip-off of a certain other space-centric story. And really? eighty-inch biceps? I don't' think that's anatomically possible."

"I liked the part where the guy flew into the star," Carrie added.

"You," Dandy said, pointing at Meow. "You're an asshole. And you…" Dandy pointed at QT. "I don't see you complaining about Carrie's bust size. If she can have boobs as big as her head, then I can have eighty-inch biceps. And what's wrong with the way I'm writing my story?"

"No one wants to see you glorifying yourself in some story where you can't possibly lose. People want something they haven't seen or read before. Something with conflict, drama, suspense, and a believable, satisfying ending."

"You guys are driving me crazy!" Meow exclaimed, grabbing the sides of his head. "We should just make it easy for ourselves, and write something about us going on vacation, or watching the next Miss Galaxia Pageant."

"We can't write anything like that either," QT argued. "No one would want to read it, so why would we even write it?"

"You know what, you're right. Why are we even worrying about this? We should just enjoy the long time off the writer's giving us."

"But Meow," Dandy said. He typed in "Space Dandy: It's a Fanfic, Baby!" into the search engine. He pulled up the fanfiction's stats, views, ratings, and review count. "Look at all these fans! We can't just let them down. We gotta give them what they want, a groovy story starring yours-truly…" QT, Meow, and Carrie scowled at the alien hunter. "Oh, and you guys."

"Whoa, I didn't think we were that popular," Meow noted, looking at the statistics.

"Oh no, don't tell me they all know about my secret hiding spot for those half-eaten cheeseburgers I get from the dumpster behind Spacey's!" Carrie exclaimed. Carrie scowled at the reader. "You shan't have them! They're mine!"

"Carrie, stop yelling at the reader," Dandy scolded the Sepian. "Let's try and come up with a story to write."

"Wait a minute," QT interrupted. "If the writer hasn't written the next chapter, and we're writing the next chapter ourselves, then who is writing this fanfiction chapter?"

A look of concern and confusion spread across their faces. The four of them thought about QT's question for a while, until their current dimension was unable to contain the amount of thinking their tiny minds did, so it collapsed on itself, destroying not only themselves, but everything that had existed in that current timeline.

Meanwhile, in an alternate dimension where QT didn't ask a question that resulted in the destruction of an entire dimension, the four of them were still trying to think of something to write about.

"Hmm, so what do we need to make a good story?" Dandy asked.

"Oh, I know this one!" Carrie shouted, waving her hand around over her head. "We need a hero-guy, a bad-guy for him to fight, and fried meat skins."

"Technically, you don't necessarily need those things," QT replied. "They do make for an interesting story, except maybe the meat skins, but not every story has to have those. We do need a protagonist, who doesn't necessarily have to be the good guy."

"We've already got that." Dandy pointed to himself and flashed his perfect teeth. "Me!"

"If I had to break down all the stories I've read or seen on TV," QT explained, "I would break them all into three or four acts. You've got the rising action towards the beginning, which contains some back story, an inciting incident that gets our protagonist engaged in the story, and a turning point in the story. Then, you've got the middle of the story, which usually puts your protagonist in a position where he or she is all-in. And finally, you have the climax and resolution, where your protagonist makes a final push to resolve the issue at hand, and the wrap-up that ties up any minor loose ends in the story."

Dandy and Meow stared at QT. "Yeah, you lost me after you said something about TV." Dandy closed out the internet on the laptop and pulled the text editor back up. "Why don't we all put our own input into the story and see where it goes from there?"

"Sounds good to me," Meow agreed. Carrie grinned and nodded wildly, causing her hair to fly everywhere.

"Then it's settled," Dandy said, putting his hands back on the keyboard. "But we're keeping the beginning."

"That's fine," Meow replied. "In that case, why don't we just build off of the story you typed?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Okay then, you guys tell me what you want to type out, and I'll add it to the story."

"All right, then. So, Scarlet and Honey were captured by some sort of rare alien." Meow scanned over the paragraph Dandy had typed out earlier. "I think we should introduce the villain."

"What should he look like?" Dandy asked.

"Oh! He should be big, scary guy made out of meat skins with huge teeth and barbeque seasoning for eyeballs. A-and he's got these huge bodybuilder arms!" Dandy, QT, and Meow stared at Carrie.

"Carrie, are you hungry by any chance?" Meow asked.

Carrie's stomach growled, causing QT to rattle. "Just a little."

"A little!?" QT exclaimed. "I think your stomach rattled my data drive loose!"

"Let's just go with that," Dandy said.

"His name's Meat Skin Man," Carrie continued. "He can breathe spicy barbeque dust, summon his Meat Skin Minions, and he's got a crunch that can cause earthquakes."

"Okay, so Meat Skin Man has captured Scarlet and Honey, and he's threatening to fry them in boiling grease unless I shave off my awesome pompadour, the source of my groovy awesomeness!" Dandy typed out the scenario on the keyboard.

"This is stupid," QT muttered.

"Oh, and we should cross over with this cool comic book I got yesterday!" Carrie reached into her cleavage and pulled out a comic book. "It's about these kids who fight using these giant pairs of scissors with samurai sword blades!"

"No, we're not doing any crazy crossovers!" Dandy replied, smacking the comic book out of Carrie's hand. "You gave us our villain, and that's all we needed." Dandy typed for a little bit, then he stopped to read over his work. "Okay, so I have Meat Skin Man kidnapping Scarlet and Honey, and he sends us a message threatening to boil them in hot grease if I don't shave off my pompadour and give it to him."

"Okay, next Dandy and his loyal crew… should set off to rescue the girls and register Meat Skin Man at the registration center for a reward," Meow proposed. "But first, he has to get past the Greater Yjreekian Dragon guarding Burger Brawler's massive space cruiser, the Fried Freighter!"

"The what kind of creature, now?"

"You know? Greater Yjreekian Dragon? You've heard of them, right?" Dandy stared at Meow.

"You don't remember that failed hunting trip where we went after one of those," QT said. Dandy shook his head, looking quite confused. "Remember, giant, snake-like creature with six eyes and twenty legs? Bit the Aloha Oe in half? Nearly killed us all? Didn't appear in any recent chapter?"

"Oh yeah, now I remember!" Dandy suddenly remembered the terrifying ordeal. "On second thought, let's pick something a little less menacing protecting Meat Skin Man… Like a giant robot!"

Dandy typed up the description of a giant guardian robot, shaped like a full-bodied Statue of Liberty wielding a laser whip composed of the torch and fire piece she's always holding. Instead of her robe, Dandy described her as wearing a dominatrix uniform.

"Nice," Meow added, reading Dandy's description. "Oh, let's fight it using the Hawaii Yankee Special™. I remember the readers really liking that!"

"Sounds cool to me!"

Dandy typed in the details, describing the Aloha Oe's transformation into the giant robot likeness of himself in order to match their giant, copper enemy. Dandy typed that the Lady Liberty-shaped robot was being piloted by Dr. Gel and Commodore Perry, and that they attacked the Hawaii Yankee Special™ with its laser whip, but the Hawaiian-themed giant robot dodged the attack. It then blasted the giant copper robot with its Aloha Beam, a powerful, psychedelic blast of energy. The blast destroyed the robot's right arm and legs, leaving it defenseless.

"As usual, you get out of an ass-kicking with some deus-ex machina," QT said, reading over what Dandy typed.

"Oh yeah, what would you have put down?" Dandy retorted.

"I would have typed that the enemy would've deployed some sort of shield, deflecting the blast. Then, considering how our giant robot fights usually go, have it wrap that whip around one of our limbs and tear it off, and nearly finish us off with some sort of superweapon, forcing us to make a hasty retreat."

"So you want us to lose!?" Dandy shouted.

"Whose side are you on?" Meow added.

"Hey, I'm just trying to make a suggestion! At least the story would be interesting and readable!"

"Oh, you don't like our story? Well, no one asked for your input!"

"You did ask for my input!"

"Yeah, well I no longer need it!"

"If Carrie would let me go, I'd storm out of here!" QT squirmed, but Carrie just clung tighter to the little robot, causing a few stress marks to form in his chassis.

"Then shut your trap and keep your opinions to yourself!" Dandy shouted back. An "XP" flashed on QT's LCD screen. "I saw that!"

"Here, let me type what happens next." Meow pulled up a chair and scooted Dandy over a little bit.

"All right, quit shovin'!"

Meow's paws tapped away at the keys, describing in detail the Aloha Oe crash-landing on a nearby, uncharted planet full of green-skinned space girls wearing Amazonian-style skimpy clothing. They pamper Dandy and the gang at their mall-style food court built from bamboo-like plants and repair their ship. Meow then types that he gropes one of them and blames it on Space Dandy, causing the space Amazons to grow angry with him. So, they throw him into a volcano and declare Meow their king.

"Hey, what the hell are you trying to pull?" Dandy shouted. Meow just snickered deviously.

Dandy yanked the laptop out of Meow's paws and held down the "backspace" key, deleting the part where Meow becomes king and Dandy dies.

"Hey, I worked hard on that!" Meow protested, pulling the laptop back in front of him.

"Yeah, about as hard as you worked on that bag of chips you're always eating!"

Dandy and Meow broke into an aggressive game of tug-o-war over the laptop. Dandy jerked it out of Meow's paws and grinned triumphantly, but Meow leapt on his face, knocking him to the floor and causing him to drop the laptop back on the table. While he and Dandy fought with each other, Carrie finally dropped QT and grabbed the laptop.

"Yay, it's my turn!" Meow and Dandy heard Carrie exclaim as they stopped their squabbling.

"Finally! Now, I can go see about getting my chassis repaired," QT rolled out of the kitchen. "Call me when you three finish and I'll proofread it."

Carrie was about to put her fingers on the keyboard when Dandy and Meow grabbed her by the arms.

"Not so fast!" The two of them exclaimed.

They tried to jerk the Sepian away from the laptop, but Carrie was unfazed by them. She happily typed away, Dandy and Meow clinging helplessly to her arms. When Carrie was done, Dandy and Meow let go of her.

"Done!" Carrie exclaimed, satisfied with her work. "And now it's nap time!" Carrie yawned, stood to her feet, and walked out of the kitchen.

Dandy and Meow scrambled to their feet and leaned in close to the laptop's screen.

"What did she type?" Meow asked.

"I dunno," Dandy answered, still skimming through Carrie's work. "It doesn't make much sense, though…"

"Let me see…" Meow shoved Dandy out of the way so he could read what Carrie had typed.

"Spoiler alert, in the end, we apparently trade the Aloha Oe for a flying hotdog with handlebars and fly off into space."

"Yeah, she lost me at the part where outer space apparently grows a mind of its own and we have to save the day by combing its mustache… I feel like I need to be hyped up on illegal drugs and fruit-flavored breakfast cereal in order to understand what's going on."

"It's nothing a little backspacing can't fix. But, we'll work on that later. Besides, I'd like to work in the part where the space Amazons team up with us."

"Alright then," Meow replied. "Do you think we should tell Carrie we cut out her part of the story?"

"Nah, she'll probably forget about it after she wakes up from her nap."

Meow highlighted all of the part of the story Carrie typed up.

"Wow, that really cut our word count down," Dandy noted. "We only have 3,839 words now."

"Do we need any more?"

"Yeah, the author usually puts in around 6,000 words per chapter."

"Holy balls that's a lot of words!" Meow exclaimed. "I think we should make this chapter a mini-special. I think I can wrap this up at about 4,000 words."

"No way! My fans deserve a full chapter, baby!"

Meow tossed the laptop at Dandy, who haphazardly caught it. "Then here, you finish it up. I'm already way past my work quota for this chapter. I'm gonna shove Carrie off the couch and watch some TV."

"Fine, I will!" Dandy shouted after Meow as he walked out of the kitchen. "Then I can take all the credit!"

Dandy sat the laptop back on the table, pulled out a chair for himself, and sat down to work. Dandy typed furiously, his fingers hammering the laptop's keys. He typed for a solid two hours, and then he reached a point where he felt like he had finished. Dandy admired his work, clicked "save", and went to get QT.

"Hey QT, I'm finished!" Dandy shouted as he walked into the ship's lounge.

Meow was sprawled out on the couch covered in chips, sleeping; QT sat in the far corner trying to repair the damage done to him by Carrie with some tape; Carrie, however, was nowhere to be found. Dandy walked up to the little yellow robot and nudged him with the side of his boot.

"I'm done with the story. Go proof it so we can post it."

"All right, just let me finish up here. I just got off the phone with my manufacturer and learned that my warranty doesn't cover randomly clingy Sepians…"

"Bummer," Dandy answered, sounding uninterested. "Speaking of our favorite big-boobed demon spawn, where is she? I thought she was taking a nap."

"She woke up not too long ago and went to play in her room, I guess. At least, that's what she usually does after a nap."

"I'll wait in here," Dandy said. "Call me when you're done proofing it, or whatever you need to do to it." Dandy plopped down on the couch and ate a chip from Meow's potato chip bag.

"Alright," QT said as he rolled towards the kitchen. It wasn't a few seconds until after QT rolled into the kitchen to proofread the story when he called for Dandy. "Hey Dandy, come here for a second."

Dandy got up and meandered into the kitchen. "It can't be that bad, can it?"

When Dandy got to the kitchen, he found several odd things. For starters, the laptop had gone missing. Then there was QT, who had turned into a giant yellow splotch with a face. And there were dishes floating around the kitchen.

"What the hell?" Dandy asked almost nonchalantly. He stuck his hands in his pockets and stared at the spectacle with a bored look on his face.

"Dandy, something's wrong!" QT exclaimed.

"No kidding," Dandy answered. He pulled an empty coffee cup and a floating pitcher of coffee, poured himself a cup, and let them float away. "So what do you think's going on?"

"I think it might have something to do with that story you wrote."

"It can't be that bad," Dandy said, taking a sip of coffee. "Where's the laptop?"

"I don't know!" QT answered. "But reality seems to be tearing itself apart, starting with this room!"

"I don't see anything happening to me," Dandy replied nonchalantly. He then looked at his left hand, which suddenly began to distort into a misshapen, flesh-colored blob. "What the hell!?"

"We gotta find that laptop, delete that story, and return the laptop to the writer or else we might cease to exist! Or turn into a living Picasso painting…"

"But I thought you said anything we wrote didn't affect us!"

"There must be some sort of delayed reaction!"

Dandy and QT raced through the Aloha Oe, searching desperately for that laptop. As they searched, reality slowly began to unravel around them, rippling out from the kitchen. Dandy and QT split up and they both searched everywhere, even double checking each other's search areas, but found nothing. They regrouped back in the lounge where the steel grey coloration on the walls seem to melt off them like silver colored paint in low gravity. Meow was still sleeping, but he looked like a giant porcupine with his body distorted into thousands of sharp points jumping around erratically.

"Did you find it yet?" Dandy asked the little robot. He looked down at his hand and noticed that it had swelled into an even bigger flesh-colored blob.

"No, and I looked everywhere!" QT answered. He didn't look so good himself; he had holes in him and his newly rounded edges jiggled like gelatin during an earthquake.

"There has to be some place we haven't looked! How about the cargo hold?"

"Checked it twice," Dandy replied.

"Your room?"

"Not there."

"The cockpit?"

"Nothing."

"Carrie's quarters?"

Dandy's eyes widened in realization. "I couldn't check there because the door was locked. Did you check it?"

"No."

"What if she breaks the laptop before we can delete the story?"

"Uh, this is just a theory, but technically the story would still exist in digital format. Also, the writer has everything backed up in digital storage, and everything double-saves on there, so I think we would have to delete it."

QT and Dandy ran to Carrie's door. Dandy jiggled the door handle, and while it was unlocked, the door wouldn't budge. QT and Dandy tackled the door, causing it to open just enough for them to stick their faces in. They both peered through the cracks to see Carrie throwing the laptop around as if it were a Frisbee. Dandy pushed on the door as hard as he could, but there was too much junk piled in front of it.

"Carrie!" Dandy and QT yelled, both of them trying to squeeze into Carrie's cluttered room.

"Oh hi guys!" Carrie greeted them as the walls of her room begun to ripple like water. "What'cha doing?"

"Give us back the laptop so we can delete that story before reality tears itself apart!"

"That wasn't a very nice way to ask…"

Dandy forced half of his body into the door, QT holding the door open as wide as he could force it.

"I don't care," Dandy grunted. "Give me the stupid laptop."

"Not 'till you say 'please'!" Carrie retorted, sticking her tongue out at the alien hunter.

"Carrie!" Dandy roared. Carrie blew him a raspberry and went back to throwing the laptop around, the walls around her starting to melt.

Dandy was almost in the room, but the pile of junk blocking the door shifted, causing the door to close on his boot. Dandy tried to pull his leg through, but it was stuck fast in the doorway. QT was on the other side, trying to push it open, but he wasn't strong enough. Thinking quickly, Dandy figured the best course of action was to get back at the Sepian for being such an annoying brat, so he picked up a hefty chunk of metal lying on the floor and threw it at Carrie, hitting her in the side of the head. A huge bump swelled up where the metal struck her head.

"Ow!" Carrie shrieked in pain and anger. Carrie turned to Dandy and growled at him.

QT had managed to squeeze half of his chassis through the door to see Carrie growling at Dandy. Still clutching the laptop, Carrie pushed a pile of junk away from the wall, revealing a large, broken air vent. She crawled through it, pulling the heavy junk pile back in front of it so the distorted droid and alien hunter couldn't follow her.

"What now?" QT asked.

"We go after her!"

Dandy and QT both shoved the door open and squeezed themselves in to Carrie's room. Around them the walls were fading and the door itself was starting to meld with the walls. Fortunately for them, the piles of junk faded out of existence, giving them access to the vents. Dandy broke off a piece of the grating and crawled after Carrie, QT following close behind. They didn't go too far when they caught up to Carrie, who had gotten her long hair caught in a fan.

"There she is!" QT shouted.

Dandy went after her, brandishing the broken grating like a club. Carrie finally pulled her hair free and crawled up a shaft. Dandy was about to crawl after her, when the section of ventilation shafting vanished from underneath him, dropping both himself and QT to the floor below. The two of them pulled each other off the gelatin-like floor that was once one of the ship's corridors.

"That vent goes to the cargo hold," QT explained. "We can corner her there, then knock her unconscious with this." QT pulled a piece of piping off the wall.

"I was thinking more along the lines of this." Dandy reached behind his back and pulled out a huge club with a big nail through the end.

The two of them ran towards the cargo hold, brandishing their makeshift weapons. They got there just as Carrie was squirming her way out of the vent, the laptop clutched firmly in her teeth.

"Drop that laptop!" Dandy ordered. Carrie took the laptop out of her mouth, hissed at Dandy and QT, and ran towards the corner of the room behind some metal crates.

The walls around them began dematerializing and the cargo and spare parts littered around the room floated away into oblivion. Dandy lunged at Carrie, jumping out of the way of her tail, then hitting her hard on the head with his club, causing the weapon to shatter into a bunch of splinters. Carrie fell to the ground, knocked unconscious, and QT retrieved the laptop.

"Hurry!" Dandy shouted as his right hand seemed to melt away.

"Hang in there, Dandy…" QT replied, typing furiously on the keyboard.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dandy asked, his hands and legs melting away into droplets, making Dandy look like a human lava lamp.

"I got an instant message. It would've been rude of me not to reply."

"Just delete the damn chapter!" Dandy shouted, his body almost gone.

"All right, all right. Jeez…"

QT deleted the fanfiction story, then went into the author's online backup storage, and deleted it on there. The instant the story was deleted, everything went back to normal. All the walls and floors returned to their normal, solid states. Best of all, QT and Dandy went back to looking like their normal selves. Dandy closed the laptop, broke it in half, and tossed it in the nearest garbage can.

"Dandy! Why did you do that?" QT exclaimed, alarmed by the alien hunter's actions.

"Because, I wanted to make sure that story was completely deleted."

"But Dandy, what if breaking that laptop had negative repercussions, like that fanfiction chapter we wrote?"

"I don't see how it would," Dandy replied. "We seem to be fine now."

"What about the writer. Won't he be mad?"

"Nah!" Dandy replied, shrugging his shoulders back. "He'll get over it. Besides, I'm pretty sure he's got another one."

Dandy and QT left the cargo hold to check on Meow, leaving Carrie unconscious.

"So are you sure breaking it won't have any negative effects?" QT asked.

"Of course not! I think that everything's gonna be just dandy from now on!"

As soon as Dandy said that, the entire universe clicked off like someone turning off a light-switch, and just like that, everything was gone.