Chapter 15—Giant Pink Bunnies of Doom—

Elsewhere in the universe….

Lak frowned at the scans that were coming across her screen.

"What is it master?" her SIR asked sweetly, just coming into the room.

"There's something that's just not reading right out there," she murmured, running her hands across the controls. This wasn't an area where the Warirkens had ever been before, so it couldn't be them. But it was something that she'd not seen before.

"Lak, is there something happening?" Grace asked seeing the frown across her friend's face.

"I don't know."

The tension was thick within the air as Lak continued to scan the screens.

"What is out there?" Lak thought to herself. "It better not be a ship of those monsters that Wren warned us about."

Luck was not on their side though as the ship fired upon them. Their ship shivered and quaked with gusto.

"Why us? Why is it always us?" Grace growled as she jumped into the second seat. "Being attacked by fluffy pink bunnies would be fantastic right now."

"Of at least someone who wasn't so dangerous," Lak growled herself as she brought up the shields of the ship. She flipped the coms. "What the hell do you think you are doing? We're a non-hostile vessel you morons!"

The coms crackled to life in reply. "Shoot first, asks questions later. Not hostile, hiffle?"

"Of course we're not hostile. Why would I say it if it weren't true?" Lak snapped.

"Sniffle, hiffle! Apologies then, please! We can never be too careful wiffle. Please, wait till we get our Captain, hiffle."

"What's with the iffls?" Grace whispered to Lak.

"I've no clue, but if they've hurt my ship, I'll skin them alive and eat their innards with a rusty spork," Lak growled with a reply.

"Is everything ok?" Jace asked coming into the room, wings nervously twitching.

"Not a clue," Grace said looking at him. "The other ship has stopped firing on us though so that's better than moments ago."

"Do we know who it is?"

"Grace was hoping for fluffy pink bunnies, whatever those are," Lak said. "Me, someone who won't try to destroy us."

The screen came up with the leader of the other ship.

"You have got to be kidding me," Grace muttered biting her lip. "This is not what I was expecting."

Before them was, if anything, a giant dusky rose colored rabbit. It was a bit skewed but it was a rabbit none the less. Grace was having a heck of a time not laughing in front of the alien.

It twitched it's whiskers and frowned at them, "This is Captain Pherum, what did you want in this sector?"

"Well, we were looking for signs of ships with human passengers who have been enslaved for one part. The other part, trying to stop the universe from going to hell and back," Lak said.

"You wish to own slaves?" Pherum asked, eyes narrowing and head tilting a little to the side.

"No!" Grace exclaimed. "We report our findings back to the Captain of the Living Ship Bez or one of our allies and we try to help the slaves. We don't want them for slaves, we want to free them!"

Pherum looked at them for a while longer. He twitched his nose before rubbing the side of it. "We wish to speak to this Captain then."

"We will send a transmission out but we're not sure how away she is at the moment," Lak frowned. "She went one way while we went the other."

"We have nowhere to be at the moment, hiffle," the Captain of the other ship said running a three clawed hand under his chin. "Contact them."

Lak nodded and the screen cut out. "Well crap."

"My thoughts exactly," Grace muttered leaning back in her chair.

Elsewhere….

Wren looked at them through the transmission coming through with a very highly amused look on her face.

"Getting into trouble again I see," Wren said, smile gracing her lips lightly.

Lak rolled her eyes. "It wasn't our fault."

"It was the rabbits!"

"Rabbit?" Wren's brow rose.

"I'm going to patch you through if I can, because they wanted to talk to you," Lak said hands running over the control panel off screen.

Suddenly the screen holding Lak and Grace split and sure enough a rabbit looking alien appeared.

Wren blinked and tilted her head to the side. "Well I'll be damned, I never knew Bez's communications screen could do that. Pretty handy to have three way calling though."

"Are you the Captain, hiffle?" the alien asked twitching his nose.

Wren stood and gave a bow to the other. "That I am good sir. Captain Wren of the living ship Bez at your service."

"The other ship is under your order, correct?"

"That is correct. They are under a peaceful mission to travel and report back to me if they can about what they find. I'm sure they meant no harm coming within range of your vessel."

"They fired on us first," Lak muttered from the other line.

Wren shot her only a slight glare to quiet her. "We have been on a mission to find any surviving humans to try and return them to our planet, Earth. We were abducted unfairly. Lak and her crew were only expanding our search for both the humans and possibly Earth."

"And how do I know you are speaking the truth wiffle?" the other Captain frowned, ears drooping.

"You don't Captain," Wren said squaring her shoulders. "But I am not one for lying to those who are potential allies good sir. My word is my honor. Those around me rely on me and if I let them down by lying to them or those who would seek friendship with me then I fail those under my care."

The other sat quietly for a moment before motioning to someone off screen. It then started talking without Wren or Lak being able to hear them.

"So, a fine mess you got yourselves into," Wren laughed, attention returning to Lak in the pause.

"Not like we meant for it to happen you know," Lak sighed, rubbing her temples.

"Trouble follows us girl. We never ask for it."

"Do you think he'll want to see you in person?" Grace asked.

"We have a situation at the moment actually and I don't think we'll be able to make it truthfully. So let's hope not."

"What's wrong?"

"The Resisty."

"Those weirdos?"

"Those weirdos are stuck to one section of the ship with a high possibility of them either committing mass suicide or their systems failing. We are trying to prevent either."

"Oh… do you know what caused all the damage?"

"Well, either something attacked them and they barely survived or they just ran into some back luck with a debris cloud. Either way, we're trying to start repairs on their ship so nothing explodes."

"Will it?"

"Honestly, no. But better safe than sorry."

"True."

A clearing of a throat brought Wren's attention back to the Captain of the other ship.

"I apologize sir," she smiled warmly to him. "It's so hard to keep up to date with the crew that isn't immediately in the vicinity or on board Bez."

"I can understand," the other Captain almost smiled. "Now I would like to discuss a possibility of a time and place where we would be able to discuss a possible tentative treaty."

"I would love to do so," Wren smiled brightly causing the other to smile warmly in return.

Later….

Lak and the others on board the Raroduen smiled brightly as the crew of Bez bid them farewell. Wren had thanked them again for helping with a new possible ally before cutting the connection.

"I already miss them," Grace pouted.

""We all do," Lak said softly.

On Bez….

"So, are we all set?"

"I believe so. Are you sure we can't get a hold of anyone?"

"We've tried dozens of times to get a hold of someone and nothing."

Wren sighed, tail twitching anxiously. She ran a hand over her face. "Then do it. We can't wait any longer. The estimated air leaks from the damage attained and fractures on the exterior are expanding."

"No regrets?" Rachel asked.

"There are always regrets. But this needs done."

"Then let's do this."

Resisty ship….

Infiltrating the Resisty's ship was no problem at all. Of course they probably were not expecting a very peculiar probe to look at them through the window of the bridge. Lights flashed at them and it attached itself to the window.

They did however begin to panic when the thing began to drill into the exterior surface of the window. And when an odorless gas began pumping in through the window that's when the shit hit the fan as they say.

Hours later found a few of the crew waking groggy and disoriented. Panic hit when they remembered what had happened and that they were in fact, not on their ship anymore.

"What the hell is going on?" someone asked as they sat up.

"Well, you're on Bez," a nurse answered as she checked the arm of someone a few cots down.

"What is a Bez?" the Resisty member asked.

"Our ship. We had to bring you over to Bez while we make repairs to your ship," the nurse answered again as she carefully placed the arm back down to the owner. "And I'd advise against trying to take over Bez. He won't let you and nor will security," she motioned around the room.

He looked about the room to notice several security looking people. Many who were Irkens.

"And this is only temporary," the nurse smiled as she came over to check his eyes. "It was easier to check everyone here, let them wake up on their own and then release them to explore the ship. We didn't need people to freak out."

She ran a few small exams then motioned with her hand to someone off to the side. "You're good to go. You'll be a bit groggy for a little while longer but other than that , you're perfectly fine. Cina is going to escort you to the dining hall to get you something to eat. She'll then take you to Curt so he can ask you a few questions. After that, it'll probably be to Zim so he can assign you a temporary room."

The poor Resisty crew member blinked quite confusedly at the nurse and the odd alien that bounced over.

"Hi, I'm Marcina, call me Cina though. Marcina is so old fashioned and my mum only called me that when I was in big trouble. I'm human too if you were wondering," the held a hand out to him. "What's your name?"

"Uh…. Tiz…." He replied, eyeing her hand.

"Well Tiz, let's go," Cina smiled warmly at him. "I don't bite, I promise. What species are you?"

"Meekrob," he took her hand and she helped pull him up from the low cot.

"Really? We've not come across the Meekrob yet. You're one of the first!"

"Oh…" poor Tiz said unsure what else to say.

"Try not to sound so surprised," Cina teased as she led Tiz out the door. "The Captain will have your ship fixed as soon as possible. Though by the sound of it, she may have to call reinforcements in because it's so big and so badly damaged. And the Captain has a meeting with the Forshitas within that time frame. She doesn't know if she'll have you leave you guys with the repair crews or take you with us to the treaty talks with us."

Tiz just stared at her when Cina looked back at him. The dazed and confused look on his face explained everything.

"Oh, Tiz, I'm sorry. I'm over whelming you aren't I?" Cina frowned as they stopped. "you should have said something."

"I-I-I didn't know I should…" he stammered.

"Well next time you should. I have a habit of over whelming people sometimes," Cina released his hand and looped her arm through his. "I'll try to calm down, I promise."

She smiled brightly at him. So bright in fact that he couldn't help but smile back at her.

Wren's P.O.V….

It was one of those things that I was extremely iffy about. After reading the reports for how severely the other vessel was damaged. I was extremely doubtful that it could even be fixed at all. Most of the hull was still puzzled about how the engines hadn't destroyed themselves. Everything was jury rigged together in a tangle as well so it made everything harder to set things right. Especially since the jury rigging happened after the accident of whatever happened.

I just wanted to groan in frustration and lock the doors. Just ridiculous. Why did I have to bite of more than I could chew once again? Hadn't I heard my lesson by now?

I will definitely have to call in reinforcements for this task. The only problem was I had to talk to the leader of the Resisty first, then figure out if they would behave in the hold of one of the Irken fleets that would come to fix their ship.

I paused in that thought. Maybe them in the Irken hold wouldn't be a good idea. With the animosity between the two groups something was bound to happen. And none of that would be good. I didn't need a huge fight to break out by me causing it.

I scrubbed at my face with the palms of my hands and growled in frustration again. A flin was not long enough to try and figure out all this shit. Part of that flin was travel because we had gone in the opposite direction of Lak.

A knock at the door brought me out of my frustrated musing and grumbles.

"Come in!"

"So, what does it look like?" Rachel asked.

"A fucking mess," I muttered as I put my head on my desk.

"That bad, huh?" she laughed as she came to sit on the edge of my desk and start to play with a pen.

"Worse than you think. I have no clue how to go about this one. Do we take them and the ship to Hidden Hope and hope for the best? Do we take them with us and leave the ship? I have no clue what to do."

"Do what you must. It's always worked out in the end. You have this weird lucks streak."

"What I need is that luck streak to swell and send me a blasted miracle Rachel. Someone I can trust and that the Resisty would trust. And I don't see that happening anytime soon."

So, this has been sitting in my notebook for ages and I had no urge to even work on anything at all until I received a review. I love reviews and this one, thank you. I have a bit more of an urge to work on this story. I thought of a few twists to add to my tale and I need to thank ForLoveFromFear. For they are the ones who got me in gear again. This chappy is for you dear. Please, enjoy on me!