Pancake negotiations inc

Who: Justin and the team
Where: That planet
When: After Justin was saved by someone a bit like spiderman
"Fear not humans!" came a booming voice, and over the ridge came
several more figures, Aerons, Eniram and Mollopod, it was one of the
latter that was speaking.
"It would appear" he said "That we have a common foe nowadays...these
machines have declared war upon all organic life in the galaxy, that,
makes us allies....."
Justin watched as Jay went and shook the leaders hands. He looked a
bit nervous... or was it more that he was apprehensive? Justin did not
really know who these bunch of weird looking people were but he did
not trust them. Not that he thought himself a racist, but he just
didnt like anyone who wasn't a human. A white human. A white human
male (He didn't like girls very much).
The aliens all made a big speech (that Justin thought was a bit of
waffle) about how they should all band together and fight the Krylons.
It all sounded a tiny bit epic, as if this was a great moment, a
turning point for peace throughout the entire galaxy. Justin put his
hand up. "Can we get a move on please? I shit mysen earlier and it's
dribbling down me leg."
Most of the aliens made disgusted looks, but surprisingly the Mollopod
sympathised and lead them all to the transporter pads.
As they walked, Justin started making smalltalk to one of the aliens.
If they were bothering to be friendly, he figured he might as well do
the same. Besides, if this was going to be one of those moments where
galactic peace happens, he wanted to make sure he got in there for
when they made the statues. He started talking to one of the races Jay
had introduced as the "Aerons". The guy looked like a Viking warrior
that had joined the Hells angels. His "Brian Blessed"-esque voice
boomed somewhere out of his beard.
"Standing together with the humans we'll give the Krylons a run for
their money eh lad?" He said and slapped Justin so hard on the
shoulder he almost fell over.
"Yeah." He said weakly. "But thing is, the Krylons are massive robots.
No offence like, but it'll take more than twatting them with spears
and axes."
The Aeron stopped walking. "We are the mighty Aerons, we have much
more advanced technology than that. Haven't you heard of our mighty
flying battleships?"
Justin shook his head. "They are beautiful to behold! Such power in
the sky!"
"Shame there's none left." came a voice to the right of him. It was a
slimy, gurgly voice from one of the fish men that Justin assumed was
an Eniram, a sworn enemy of the Aerons.
"What did you say, fish scum?" Said the Aeron, raising a glowing
laser-axe.
"I said there's none left. Because we destroyed them all."
"And what of your pathetic submarines eh? We destroyed all of them
too. Much easier than you destroyed ours!"
The fish man lunged at the hairy biker and Justin ducked out from
in-between them. He shouted for Jay. "Commander, I think this alliance
isn't as strong as we thought!"
<Tag to anyone else. Can we make these people kiss and make up?>