Feraligatr and Commander Mars

"Good form, Mr. Grunt?" asked Mars in a smooth voice first, and then yelled angrily as she pushed the table aside and approached the Grunt in fury. "BLAST GOOD FORM! DID LUCAS PAN SHOW GOOD FORM WHEN HE HUMILIATED ME?!"

"Why commander, cutting your clothes off was only a childish prank you might say." the Grunt said as he removed Mars' coat.

"Ah, but throwing it to that Feraligatr! That cursed beast liked the taste of me so well he's followed me ever since! Licking his chops for the rest of me!" Mars said loudly at first and then said in a low, semi-tearful voice as she sat down in the chair which the Grunt brought.

"And he'd have had you by now, commander, if he hadn't swallowed that alarm clock. But now when he's about, he warns you, as you might say, with his tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock." the Grunt said.

Speaking off tick-tock, there was a sound of tick-tocking heard. Mars heard it and her face was in fear, eyes twitching in rhythm with the sound. There below her ship was a giant Feraligatr, who grinned when he saw Mars. Winking at her slyly, he began to rub his belly and lick his chops, hungry for the she-commander. At the same time, said woman was getting more and more nervous. "Gruuuuuuuuuunt..." she whimpered. Eventually, she screamed at the top of her lungs in terror.

"GRUUUUUUUUUNT!" she screamed as she leapt into her Grunt's arms "Oh, save me, Grunt! Please don't let him get me, Grunt! Please! Don't let him get me, Grunt! Grunt!"

She hid behind a chair while the Grunt went to the Feraligatr, who was panting and in a begging position. "Here now, shame on you, upsetting the poor commander. There'll be no handouts today. Shoo now, shoo. Go on, go on. Off with you, I say. Go away. Go away, out of here!" And as he said that, the Feraligatr went away, clearly disappointed that he wasn't getting his food.

Mars appeared from behind the sheet of the chair. "I-I-Is he gone?" she said in a scared voice.

"Yes, commander. All clear. Nothing to worry about." the Grunt said as he tried to relax the shaking woman.

"Oh, Grunt. I can't stand it any longer. I tell you I can't!" a tearful Mars said as the Grunt sat her down on the chair, "I'm supposed to be a tough girl, but that beast wants to eat me!"