Pox and Crypto had returned to the Mothership, victorious. They had reclaimed the Furon equipment that had been nicked, and obliterated the last few Blisk ships.
However, what awaited them was a Mothership that was still a mess.
They first got to work getting rid of the corpses, which were easily dealt with by the Recyclotron. The airlock door was repaired, the hangar cleared of bulletholes, and Pox went on a rigorous cleaning fit, to scrub and cleanse his sweetheart of any residual monkey filth.
Things then finally seemed back to normal.
After all the hard work was done, Pox deemed it high time to go take a shower.
But as he entered the Mothership's sleeping quarters, which bordered to the bathroom, Crypto was standing at his wardrobe, undressing.
"Oh, hello, Crypto…" Pox spoke as he saw the warrior clone take off his socks. "You're not about to shower, are you?"
"Yeah, I am." Crypto replied. "Why?"
"Well, I was about-… Great gonads, make yourself decent, man!" Pox then exclaimed and covered his eyes as Crypto had casually removed his boxers right in front of him.
"What?" Crypto grinned. "You've seen it, like, three or four times already."
"That's hardly the point! I feel no need to-… is that running water I hear?"
Pox lowered his hands and looked towards the bathroom as he realized he already heard water splashing in there.
"What's taking you, Cryptushka…?" Natalya's voice then came from the shower.
Pox's eyes widened in shock, and he looked at the warrior clone in front of him in disbelief.
"Crypto!" he barked. "You didn't!"
"I did." Crypto smirked.
The warrior clone then made his way over to the open arch that led to the bathroom, ignoring the Orthopox-fit that was inescapably soon to commence.
"You hold it right there, mister!" Pox indeed yelled at him, pointing at him threateningly. "If the Homeworld hear of this, I'll be blamed!"
"Crypto…?" Natalya seductively called out.
"Comin'…!" Crypto responded.
He then stepped into the bathroom, and right before going around the corner, clarified:
"I made a few adjustments…"
THE END BEING
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