689 Chasing Leads

Annabelle watched the sensors as the Blarg ships retreated to the moon, where they had been hiding before this incident, with a big smile on her face. 

"That was so cool. You guys totally just met a new alien species and got them drunk, and taught them the joys of eating pastries. Even on a dangerous mission to find the traces of the Klem, you still get to have more fun than the rest of us." She cheered while Max started to plot the course to their next destination. 

"It's not all fun and games. If we hadn't managed to get a deal worked out with those people, there would have been a space battle. I'm sure even your hyperactive little mind knows that would be a bad thing." Nico reminded her. 

"But this is a custom ship made by Lead Researcher herself for your own private use. How could a bunch of low-class nobodies damage it?" the little Innu asked, brushing off all concerns about the dangers of space battles.