Chapter 007 - Wang Chung's Illegal Noodle Shop

"I want to destroy the police!"

The words came out of nowhere as Marcus and Bop's logical thinking cracked from hearing those words from an innocent looking girl...

"B-Beep... what... why?" Bop was speechless when he heard Beep say those crazy words.

"Bop! Bop! I saw the metal men! They were called "police"! I read it on one of their vehicles!"

"I-It was the police chasing after you?! Y-you're a fugitive?!" Bop felt like a crazy revelation had just been given to him.

"Ehehe"

*Bonk* Bop hit her head.

"This isn't the time to be laughing! I've just become a criminal!"

[No no. You were already a criminal the moment you blackmailed me...] Marcus sighed as he was being ignored.

"Now now, this isn't the time to argue amongst yourselves now..." Marcus tried to tone down the situation.

[... Why am I calming them down...] He helplessly thought.

"Didn't you just hear her?! She's a fugitive! A criminal!"

[No no! You're both criminals!] Marcos shouted in his head.

"Bla bla bla kill Police" "criminal criminal" "BLA! BLA! BLA! DESTROY POLICE!" "CRIMINAL! CRIMINAL!" As Bop and Beep's nonsensical argument began to get louder Marcus' patience ran dry as he shouted:

"What do you want?!" flipping the table in front of them.

*Gulp* Bop gulped when he saw Marcus effortlessly flip the table.

Bop stared deep into Marcus' eyes, which made him feel the serious atmosphere between them...

"I want to fondle some boobs!" [I need a ship... to escape] Bop said with determination...

"I-I mean get a ship, to escape!" Bop corrected.

"Huh... Getting a ship would be hard, but as long as you destroy any evidence of what you know... I don't know who or what you know but that information could really affect my campaign you know... As for destroying the police... I don't think I have the power to do that" Marcus relented.

"Why are ships hard to get?" Bop asked.

"Yeah, and why can't we destroy the Police?" Beep added.

"Beep! We're not going to destroy the Police!" Bop shouted as the two clones began to argue again.

"Well, getting 'a' ship wouldn't be that hard... It's the 'type' of ship you're looking for that would be hard to come by..."

"What type?" Bop was puzzled.

"What? This isn't a movie you know. The Hyper Galactic Council put a ban on civilian-owned ships and so getting you two an authorized ship that could hyperdrive and isn't slower than a Gorgrog learning to type would be near impossible if I wasn't Hyper Mayor..."

[At least I try my best!] The Gorgrog bodyguard cried in his mind as he looked at his four thick red fingers that had a hard time typing.

"Hmmm, maybe I can find someone to fit out an illegal ship for you... but I can only do that if I win the election"

"When will you be able to "win" this election?" Bop asked.

"I don't really know, this election has quite the competition..." Marcus sighed.

*Sigh* "So we'll have to wait then?" Bop sighed along.

"Well, there's no other way..." Marcus explained.

"Marcos! What if we helped?" An unexpected offer came from Beep, but the only thought that was on Marcus' head right now was:

[Marcos?] he lamented his name getting changed.

*Cough Cough* On a distant frontier border-planet in the outer edges of the territory of the HPG, Jade was coughing up blood beside the ruble of her crashed ship.

"Dad? Dad? Do you read? Noo... There's no signal..." Jade lamented.

Bleeding on the ground, Jade watched as many stars beautifully twinkled in the serene night sky as she lay on the unfamiliar alien yet soft ground due to the thick teal grass.

She thought it wouldn't be too bad to have this as her end as she watched the inspiring and glittering stars that covered the aetherial lonely night sky...

Sadly for the overly romanticizing Zitani, or luckily for Bop and his crew, her hardships weren't over yet...

Jade woke up in the middle of the afternoon feeling as thirsty as a fish stuck in the middle of the desert.

She forced her eyes to open and her body to move towards the remnants of her crashed ship, finding some water and food she had stored.

*Gulp gulp gulp* *Nom nom nom* She drank and wolfed down the emergency ration packs she had on the ship, then she focused on her injury.

A piece of metal was stabbed on the left side of her stomach, thankfully the Zitani were more resilient than Humans or she would've died already.

"Huh..." Jade sighed as she looked at the Lazarus Vial she held. It was the ammo inserted into the Curepax, a reusable needle the Zitani invented to instantly heal any wounds!

This was why Jade was quite hesitant to use this as she had realized she would be stuck in this world for a while... She didn't want to waste the precious Laz (Slang for Lazarus, healing ammo for the Curepax)

"Ah, whatever... I'll try to build a distress signal" *Ah!* Jade shrugged as she groaned from getting pierced by the needle.

"I'm sure some explorers would discover me... right?"

Meanwhile inside the territory of the HPG (Hyper Galactic Empire)...

"You got Higs or no?! Answer me you HPG capitalist scum!" A short old brown catfish alien angrily shouted with his thick Chinese accent.

Higs is slang for HyGSC or the Hyper Galactic Space Currency, universal currency recognized by the HPG.

The catfish alien was a member of the Yu Guai race of aliens, who were amphibious but mostly lived most of their lives underwater. He wore their symbolistic traditional clothing that looked like traditional Chinese men's clothing for Earth standards.

"N-no" Bop trembled as he looked at the old Yu Guai's hypocritical greed for that capitalist HPG dollar (Higs)...

"You don't know who your Patron is, you don't have Higs, then you go ask me for guns?!" The old fish shouted.

"Which my family's Noodle Shop doesn't have by the way! Totally not illegal weapon's smuggling no no, just NORMAL traditional Yu Guai noodles" The old Yu Guai continued, but it was louder than the first time he talked as he wasn't talking to Bop, he was making his voice louder so that the other customers wouldn't doubt the integrity of his shop. Sadly...

[[[It's obviously an illegal weapon's shop!]]] The customers silently eating their noodles shouted in their minds... The old man normally served regulars who liked his noodles... but they were also his secret weapon shop's regulars.

In short, they already know the shop didn't have any integrity.

"Ah! I think it was Mozzarella?!" Bop tried to mention the name of the Patron who would sell Marcus the weapons.

"What if we help?" Beep innocently asked "Marcos"... But it was immediately followed by a not so innocent request.

"Then can you destroy the Police?"

"No destroying of Police!" Bop corrected.

"Huh... Well, I could use a couple of loyal hands. And since you two are runaway fugitives, your fate is basically in my hands now! Gahahaha" [No blackmailing tonight Marcus kekeke] Marcus rejoiced at the newfound opportunity.

From the thought of a hopeless blackmailing to the notion of newfound supporters (Minions) that he could trust, Marcus surprisingly benefitted from the deal Bop offered.

"Alright, I need you to procure some... "Weaponry" for me under a certain Patron of mine"

"Eeeh? Why would an "honest" politician need weapons?" Bop asked. Beep might've been oblivious to the world, but her (debatably) older senpai wasn't... Bop felt like something was fishy and so he asked:

"Who is this Patron of yours?"

"Mussolini Peperonchino" Marcus immediately named his secret patron.

"B-boss!? Do you think we can trust these two?" The Gorgrog asked in reproach and in cautiousness.

"Don't worry, a person who needs something from you will never betray you" Marcus smugly said.

"M-Mussolini Pep-peperonchino?!" Bop stuttered.

"Kukuku, so you know of my benefactor?" Marcus smugly replied.

[If he's this afraid he must know of the Mussolini family] Marcus thought.

"Who's t-that?! Som-me kind of Cheese?... Oh sorry for the stutter, my speech, and thinking processes kinda malfunction sometimes" Bop said as he bonked himself on the head to "fix" himself.

"...Cheese" Marcus felt today was a sad today for the renowned mafia boss as he was likened to cheese. But contrary to Marcus' baffled expression, the Gorgrog beside him laughed.

"Puhahahahaha! Cheese! "Cheese"! Hello, I'm a Mozarella Peperoni, mob boss" The Gorgrog copied his boss' voice as he laughed his ass off.

"You really are a wise guy, kahahaha! The boss will love you, I just know it! Hahahaha" It looked like the Gorgrog wasn't offended at all.

"Well, whatever... Just make sure to procure it here, and if anybody catches or sees you, make sure to not spill my name and I will get you out if you get locked up. Just make sure you transport the stash to Mussolini..." Marcus handed Bop a piece of paper that contained the weapon shop's address.

"Wang's Noodle shop?..." Bop felt confused by the piece of paper he just read.

"Wang Chung's Traditional Noodle Shop! Buy now! To get traditional Chinese bang!" The paper read.

"Cheese?! "Cheese"?! You want me to sell my grade A weapons to cheese?!" The old Yu Guai shouted.

"I mean, my tasty family Noodles... To Cheese?!" The old man corrected...

"Ah! I think it was Machiavelli? No no, Michael? Angelo? No even that's wrong... Ah! It's Mussolini!"

"M-Mussolini! Why it's you! Dearest customer! Come in, come in! We have special noodles you ordered inside! Come inside!" The Yu Guai suddenly changed his attitude as his eyes made dollar (Hyds) signs, urging Bop to follow him inside the kitchen.

"""Gulp""" Everyone who ate their noodles knew who Mussolini was... And it just confirmed their suspicions...

[[[This IS an illegal weapon shop!]]]