Prologue II – Where Do We Begin, Baby
Somewhere in the deepest reaches of space, a hunk of junk drifted lazily through the darkness. This hunk of junk was considered a ship by the people who lived inside of it, and to them it was home.
Within this ship, a man was combing his pompadour while wasting the day away lying around. "Hey, Meow, bring me some food real quick will ya'?" the man asked a simple favor of a feline-like creature grooming himself in a corner. At that time, a small, yellow robot rolled into the room.
"We don't have any food on board, Dandy. We spent the last of our money fixing up the ship at the last stop." the robot informed the man named Dandy.
These three, the inhabitants of a floating piece of junk, could not manage money very well. "Damn, you gotta be kidding me!" Dandy complained.
"And there's been no reports of any strange aliens in this area, so we may go without food for a while. At this rate, anyway."
Dandy ceased to comb his pompadour, and sat up straight, glaring at the feline he called Meow. Meow locked eyes back with him.
"What's that look -?"
Before Meow could finish his sentence, the comb Dandy was using flew straight into his face.
"Can't you do that stuff in private!?"
The robot sighed and rolled his way to the controls of the ship. It was about this time he noticed something peculiar in the seat Dandy usually sat in.
"Ooh! Dandy, you have a coupon for Boobies over here. It's only one free meal, but we should be able to ration it out."
"Yeah!" Dandy agreed, without really listening to what his robotic buddy, QT, was saying. "Full speed ahead to Boobies, baby!"
Little did these three know what awaited them at this particular Boobies.