" Status report, CO !" - i demand
" Well, sir, as you might or might not see, we are no longer in our Catalyst.."
" WHAT THE FUCK ? What happened? ", i shout as i reach for my trusty coffeecup. Only to get another shock. The cup, the cupholder, hell - even my pilots chair is ... PINK ????
" Calm down, sir .. we are in a Thorax..".

RETRACING.....

The crew is always on their heels as they see this scruffy character with a significant bed-head hairdo toddle into the cockpit. If my coffee aint there as my ass hits the pilot chair, someone is gonna pay dearly. So cookie - the chef has had the latest rookie recruit stand guard outside my quarters the last . ohh... lets see - the time is 11.30 standard time - 5 hours....I place my as sin the seat, grab my coffee and slurp delightfully ... now... im ready to face the world..

" Status report, CO !" - i demand
" Well, sir, as you might or might not see, we are no longer in our Catalyst.."
" WHAT THE FUCK ? What happened? ", i shout as i reach for my trusty coffeecup. Only to get another shock. The cup, the cupholder, hell - even my pilots chai is ... PINK ????
" Calm down, sir .. we are in a Thorax..". .. this better be interesting... what the fuck did i do yesterday ???

 My head is spinning, and not in a good way. As im trying to retrace yestradays last few hours, my CO come to my recue:
" Well sir, its like this... we were at McMahons pleasurehub, as you might remember.. you, me, the crew and any female being nearby i assume ..."
" What the hell has that to do with me waking up in a thorax - and its not even Leylah - see? .. my cupholder is PINK!!"
" Yes Sir, its not yours, its that female pirate we ran into a while ago"

" Lasha you mean ?" - I vividly remember that wreteched pirate who fucked up myu hormones AND my vessel... shot me to pieces more like it..
" No- sir, its the one you "Initiated into womanhood" a while ago... that incident that actualy MADE her go pirate.."
" Ohyes, the one that only take on male pilots... i think she might have a bit of a grudge to men .. men can be such arses sometimes..." , i state, not including myself in that theory ofcourse...
"Yessir, that one, think she goes under the nickname of Manhater now .. anyhow.. you and her got into a.. uhm.. reunion ..last night...."
" ahh.. did i nail her you mean ?
" No, sir, you killed her..."
" I DID WHAT ? .. WHY THE FUCK DIDNT YOU STOP ME ???"
" Well sir, we tired, but you were allready in the chapel getting married to her, declaring you undying love for her, and wowing to be her eternal sex-slave..... and honestly.. that was somethign of a scary sight, you in chain and leash......"
" WHAT ???????" - my headache is really flaring up, i dont quite like the way this story is going, but then again - im sitting in a thorax with a PINK interior......

"Yes sir... its after that we get to the thorax  - its her's you see, sir."
"Yes . i kind of figured that, but where do this about me killing her come in... ?
" Uhm .. well.. It all started with you spotting her in the bar, and loudly stating how you had created a woman out of her.. Shortly followed by her knocking out your front toot. You fell to your knees, and started declaing your undying love for her, woing never to look at another woman again if she would only join you in holy matrimony..."
" ehh... oki.. thats bad... marriage is a 2 year obligation... never been much for 2 year things...."

" Yes sir.. ehh.. me and the crew tried to prevent you from this marriage, telling you to just go with one of McMahons new girls, but you wouldnt have any of it. You threathened poor Ginny there with keelhauling him in deep space...... so we had no choice but to let you go with her... off to the love macine as you called her ship .... "
" yes yes ... how did i end up to kill her ?
" That sir, we are not quite certain of... what i have theorized is that you guys must have had one hell of a wedding night.. there are ass-marks all over the ship, but the most revealing is the one near the missing pod.....My Theory is that you and her, tried out every concievable ... ehh.. you know, .. and ended up in the pod.... then.. there were a broken bottle of champagne outside, so i gather you have gone for some sparklings in between."
" GET TO THE FUCKIN POINT MAN!!!" -

" Well sir... it seems your alcohol levels have take its natural course... the ejection activation module is covered in your vomit..."
" I spaced her???"
" Yes, sir... then you followed you instincts sir .."
" What you mean ? ..."  i feel like a fuckin retard....
" You podded her sir..... .. when we came out and boarded you, we found you dancing around in the cockpit singing ANOTHERONE BITES THE DUST, sir....."

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