#aggressiveporkbun

Awaiting his companion and essential partner in crime against the side of the pork bean, he tries not to tap his foot. After dear dough's demotion, he's definitely determined to turn things around. Hell, he doesn't have a clue how he himself'd feel if demoted back to ensign. It must feel terrible. The thought, however, only fuels his desire to help little Fieb! Thus, the plan is to kill a little time in Saturn Valley, and take it out on the Saturns. A fool-proof plan to kill a little free-time. He's even got a couple scary poems he wrote tucked into his belt. This'll be great. They'll put those scare-bots to shame! He smiles at himself and looks around with an eager smile, which is bound to bloom at the sight of his friend along-side a couple cheery calls.