Challenge #00570 - A195: Casual Toxicity

“Absolutely not! There is no way in-”

*human calmly peels and eats a banana*

“Er, whatever you say, sir.”

The Membletak did not adapt well to their new, human captains. They did not adapt well to the insanity of their commanding officers.

And they did not adapt well to illogical commands.

But Captain Millbury was prepared.

“Sir. The odds against surviving such a manoeuvre intact are astronomical to begin with, you can’t possibly expect the crew to–”

Millbury opened the Special Cooler and extracted a banana.

“–obey… such… a… ridiculous…”

Milbury peeled the banana as her second-in-command trailed nervously off. Geiger counters on the bridge erupted into static. Membletak backed away from her as she took a bite. “By all means, continue,” she said around her mouthful. “I believe you had a rational argument?”

“Sending out the order now, Captain.”

It was a rule that confused many in the Galactic Alliance in later years: Speak softly and always have a banana.

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