Brian: Hmmm...
Spyke: Maybe... no...
*Brian and Spyke are sitting on a couch in the middle of SpaceShip's living room. On a couch facing them is the newcomer. She's wide-eyed with fear.*
Innocent Adorable Little Girl: Uh-Um... W-Where am I?
Brian: *Doesn't hear her* Or maybe we could eat her?
Spyke: Naw... but maybe if we added a little bit of ketchup...
Brian: That could work. I could bust out the frying pan.
Innocent Adorable Little Girl: Eep!
*Ritz enters the room*
Ritz: Well guys it looks like- WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?
Innocent Adorable Little Girl: WAAAHH!!! *Bursts out crying*
Brian: Good job, Ritz. You're making our dinner cry.
Ritz: Oh, eh, sorry about that... wait, dinner? Brian, this is a human being.
Brian: That's what she wants us to think...
Spyke: We picked her up during the fight with the ninjas. Seems to have been a hostage, though we don't know why. Assuming our ship is safe from ninja attacks for awhile?
Ritz: Ya, I just dropped out of hyperspace. They couldn't drop out in time, so they're probably a few lightyears away. You guys can't eat her.
Brian: Awww...
*The girl breathes a sigh of relief*
Ritz: But I would like to learn more about her.
... the girl: Oh...
Ritz: *Sits next to Brian and Spyke.* You hesitate?
Girl: Well... um... I don't know much... well, a-about me, that is...
Brian: That's because she isn't really a human! WE EAT HER NOW!
Ritz: Brian, you will remain silent for the next 5 minutes. Failure to comply will result in you having failures to produce children. Comprehend?
Brian: ... ouch.
Ritz: Alright, so you say you don't know much about yourself?
Girl: Well, I think I was born on another planet... named Seed? But I can't remember my age, name, parents... anything. I just woke up one day in this house-y place. Before I could get my bearings, these weird ninja-y people kidnapped me. And that's where you peoples came in.
*Brian, Spyke and Ritz all look at each other*
Girl: ... w-what?
Spyke: Well... that's basically what happened to us. One day, we woke up at this house. According to our memories, we had known each other all our lives. But we found some memories that contradicted each other...
Brian: Ya. I thought I was married to Spyke, and Spyke thought he was straight.
Spyke: ... actually, that's not how it goes at all, Brian.
Ritz: *Sighs* Continuing off of what Spyke said, we put a few of our memories together. It seems we were born in a galaxy known as the Pegasus Galaxy. A spaceship parked outside the house seemed to confirm that. But we didn't seem to know much else...
Girl: Oh... well, do you... well...
Ritz: Wish to take you with us? Of course we will. We're a bunch of memorie-less people that have a common quest. We'll stick together.
Spyke: But she needs a name... what could her name be... we need something that really brings out her appearance... or personality, but we don't-
Brian: Polka.
Spyke: Huh?
Brian: Polka. Her name will be Polka.
Spyke: Brian, that's the most retarded thing I've-
Ritz: I agree. We'll go with the name Polka. Goes with her polka dot dress. It'll remind us of the state we found her in and could help later, in case our memory situation starts to worsen. Welcome to the ship, Polka.
Polka: T-thank you guys... SO MUCH!
Spyke: This is so messed up...
The fourth character has arrived!
The adventure really begins!
I'm suprised I'm actually making a plot out of this!
The adventure really begins!
I'm suprised I'm actually making a plot out of this!
