Please lock!

[ilovemy3cats]

"rrraaahhhhh!" nema went and started fixing everything with starla

starla screamed "no body touch a thing or so help me i will throw all of yoou out the trash shoot!"

[Seahorseshoe]

"We have to touch them to bring them to the cargo bay." La'rek explained

[ilovemy3cats]

"dont make me get my tribble" warned starla

[Seahorseshoe]

"May I remind you that due to regulations it would be illlegal to have a tribble on this mission." La'rek calmly said

[ilovemy3cats]

"try me, or let me fix this" she growled

[Seahorseshoe]

(Sorry, I had to do some homework.)

"Try you? Is that another human idiom?" La'rek asked confused

[Complicated game]

"Yeah. It is. Dangit! I'm in charge of this place. Or whats left of it. I can roll it it if I want. Now could someone get a freaking screwdriver and take out the transporter pads?" Sevilen asked, clearly upset by someone taking over her job. Sevilen took a swiss army knife from her pocket and took out the screwdriver. She twisted the screws out and stuffed then in the oversized pockets she sewed into her uniform.

[ilovemy3cats]

nema growled "why does every one hate the hybreds!? im going to fix some thing elce!" she stormed off

starla sighed and walked by where randso was. she didn't see him so she went to her room.

the three kits were sleeping...that is exept for spring who was still terified from her last nightmare. she sat at the door to the cell and mewled for some one to come

[Complicated game]

Sevilen made a noise and banged her head on the floor. She got up and stomped out of the room towards the holodeck. She punched a button and walked in. She was in a old west saloon. She grabbed a revolver and shot the first person she saw.

[ilovemy3cats]

spring mewled louder