*Walks into the Ready room in his ambassador uniform.* Hey Krystal. Sorry I let myself in, I just thought you would want to know that... *Notices Shadow.* Oh, hallo Herr Schatten. You seem to have some hair problems... *Gestures to Shadows patches.*
Me, off screen: Why beat sense into me!? Admiral Hitler: You do have an acute lack of it, my Prince. Me: Why- Admiral Hitler: Anyway, we will continue to investigate this Quo'nos. *The message ends.*
Admiral Hitler, rubbing his obviously-not-Hitler's-mustache beard: Good sir, Adolf Hitler was my great-great-great-great grandfather, and a wonderful Austrian artist. Many people consider him the father of post-modern art. I am Admiral Frydyrk Hitler. Me: Worffan, my people are from a separate reality were Germany won WWI,…
*The weird looking AHE Fleet comes into the Quo'nos system, the massive dimensional portal they use for intersystem travel opening and closing in seconds. The tube-like ships are in attack mode, the windows closed and the proton weapons and molecular disassembly missile launchers in view.*
And I was so looking forward to that movie... *Chuckles and starts heading toward the door.* I'm going to meet up with the AHE Fleet. See you at Quo'nos. *Leaves, taking off in the fighter he arrived in a little while later.*
*Opens door and guides her in.* Okay, open 'em. *There's a Godzilla plushie on her bed, about two feet tall. And some Godzilla shirts, a little too big for her.* And I got some genuine sketching colors on the desk, with a pad of real paper...
Okay... Again, I did all those reports for you, if you don't like it... *Takes her to the Captain's Quarters, then to the entrance to the bedroom.* Alright, close your eyes...