A man with slick blonde hair sat on a bench. As he pulled out a cigarette, another man, a brunette with ruffled hair, sat down next to him and offered to light it with his lighter. After giving his gruff thanks, they sat in silence. Suddenly the brunette spoke.

"What do ya have in that case there?" he asked, eying the blonde man's small suitcase sitting next to his feet. Instead of answering his question, he eyed him suspiciously.

"Who are you?" he asked, now noticing the other man's hand under his trench coat.

The man lifted his gaze, allowing the blonde to see his face. The blonde froze, instantly recognizing the famous bounty hunter with purple-green eyes. The bounty hunter grinned jubilantly and just as quickly put a gun to his target's head.

"The name's Dirk, Dirk Benedict," he replied as he pulled the trigger. The few people in the area instantly fled as the blonde's body slumped over, making him appear asleep. Dirk quickly snatched the case and raced to the more open area of the now empty park and awaited his escape shuttle.

A small red, jet-like shuttle came down from the sky and hovered just above the rocky ground. Humming merrily about a job well done as he boarded the ship and sailed back to the mothership which he calls home.

When his mini craft safely made it to the mothership known as the Intrepid, he was greeted by the rest of his crew. Short Round was the first to meet him, grinning ear to ear, well the best you could grin as a large reptilian dragon could. She was a little shorter than Dirk, but she still easily outmatched him in brute strength, agility, and surprisingly, academics. She especially loved teasing him with that last one. His pilot and engineer, Amos, was a large man with dark skin and many visible scars.

"Did you get the case?" He asked in a deep voice.

Dirk replied with simply thrusting out the case into Amos's arms. A delighted look appeared on his face for a brusque moment before it turned solemn again.

"Did you check to make sure it was the right one?"

Dirk's jubilant smile vanished and a look of nervousness replaced it.

Amos quickly opened the case to find nothing there.

He muttered under his breath angrily before speaking up.

"You messed up again, soon we'll be out of jewel and we won't even be able to use the ole Intrepid," he said, sighing heavily.

Dirk froze at the older man began to chastise when a small siren went off. The small crew ran into the room they use for a living room to see a new job flying across the computer screen on the wall.

Amos whistled at the prize cash.

"We haven't had a good hunt like this in a while!" Dirk said excitedly as he looked at the bounty.

Amos frowned at it after realizing what they had to do.

"This ain't bounty hunting. This is just upright assassination," he explained as he pointed out the job's requirements.

Short Round was standing behind Dirk in a more human-like form.

"Planet Borgnog, killing the evil emperor, Ambee Gilmee?" She said as she looked over Dirk's shoulder," Seems like an arduous task."

Dirk almost fell over in surprise from the pseudo-dragon. Though she looked very similar to a human in this form, she still had her ears, tail, claws, and even wings. The white-scaled dragon grinned and knocked him over with her tail as a short man with whiting hair with a chasm through the middle appeared on-screen.

"Ahem, hey there bounty hunters. I assume you got my request?" He asked.

The crew stood awkwardly and nodded.

"...good. I am conciliatory about what I'm about to ask of you, but we haven't been making much jewel lately and well...this was the only one I could find that could immediately pay off our debts.

Round's ears perked up," You mean I can finally go home?"

The short old man nodded his promise before explaining the job throughly to them.

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Later, they made it too the dusty planet known as Borgnog. It was known to be a haven for females before Ambee adulterated it.

Now the large cities were practically bare and anyone seen was a slave of hers.

Dirk and Round left to complete the hunt while Amos stayed behind to watch the ship. They had to sneak their way into the large castle that was shaped like a donut and their were in utter awe as they saw trees and other plant life growing sweets off of them.

"How did they even fabricate them?" Dirk whispered as Round harshly shushed him as two slaves went by.

They made their way to the emperor's quarters to find Ambee Gilmee herself with four slaves beside her, tending to her.

"Madi-San! I told you later!" She snapped as Madi-San pulled out a pack of crackers. Madi-San whimpered and put them away. Cassadeee, another slave snickered, only to be scolded my Ambee.

"What is going on..." Dirk said as his face twisted in confusion," This is the dark lord?"

A brunette slave, Crimrose brought out a bag of baked potatoes and offered it. Ambee gave her a look of disgust and threw them away.

"I told you! I hate baked potatoes!" She screeched as the bag hit Mich, her fourth slave, and knocked her over.

"You are now a defunct slave! No one lubs you anymore!" She screeched while flailing her stubby arms. Crimrose ran out crying, knocking over Mich again.

Dirk and Round just stared.

"How dare she! How can anyone not like baked potatoes?!" Dirk yelled, pulling Ambee's attention to the duo.

They yelped as she spoke," foolish mortals! Your attempt to defunct me is futile!"

"Dude! Defunct is an adjective! Not a verb!"

"Nooooooo!" Ambee screeched as she blew up.

"Wat," they said in unison. Suddenly all the slaves of the world appeared to them and thanked them and offered all the money they had.

Dirk and Round were baffled but before they knew it they were crowned king and queen.

Looking at each other they now realized it was never Ambee who did this, it was the people themselves.

As quick as they made it there, they ran out, jumped onto their ship, and flew away. FAR AWAY.

The End. :D