WHO: Prince Gorak
WHERE: The planet Leche

The the invisible prince raced to stay ahead of the unrushing tide of milk that would surely reveal his exact location. He cursed the little monkey and wished he had time to retrieve the Mark VI MiniPlas cannon from the pod’s weapons locker. Alas, he was lucky to even get the Survival and Domination Kit. At least it had a sidearm in it. Just then a stray shot from Vace struck the SDK and sparks flew everywhere.

“By the GODS,” Gorak thought to himself.

Vace saw the debris and sparks where his lucky shot struck. “AHA!!! Bingo, THERE!”

“No! He is a roguish hunk of a man!”, Van yells and this time throws herself bodily onto her brother taking him to the ground.

Bingo turns and starts to jump up and down eep, eeping excitedly! But he should have been watching his footing instead. Down he goes in the large puddle of milk all around him.

The running prince uses the time to reach for the small disruptor sidearm stored in the SDK. But it’s charred and melted and smells of burnt ozone. Gorak curses again and discards it.