Jay:- Slam Drunk

Holo-Tara left the room, heading into the bars cellar and shut the door behind her.
The tiny crew stared at each other, then at the door then in the cats direction.
The terror was unanimous, with the possible exception of Mk.10, not one person in the room could honestly say that they weren't scared.
Jay caught a glance of Dewey and Fiona, still on the floor, the cat bearing down on them about to pounce, he glanced around quickly, there were a few people, nearby who had seen it, but Jay was closest, so it of course, fell to him to rescue his crew-members.
He leapt down from the table to the soft cushioning of a chair, then grabbing one of the chair legs with both hands and feet slid down to the ground and ran toward the feline.
Dewey and Fiona didn't know what hit them, as they were suddenly thrust aside by the Captains feet, with an accompanying yell of "RUN!" as he swung above them, holding on for dear life to the cat's collar, which spun up and around the cat's neck so that Jay was now above it, he let go, and landed on the back of Mr. Jingle's neck, straddling him.
The collar continued to spin, and Jay was momentarily dazed as a giant, metal bell collided with the back of his skull, but he didn't have time to be concussed, as the kitty was now chasing another target. Jay took large clumps of the cats fur in each hand, and held on as hard as he could as the cat bounded across the bar.
The pussy's target found herself in a corner with nowhere to run, and blindly tried to clamber up, she failed, and turned to face the cat, and raising her arms over her face screamed in terror.
 
But she needn't have worried, the cat suddenly veered to the right, and Jay sat on top, gritting his teeth and leaning far over to the right, pulling on it's fur and steering it as though he were riding a horse bareback.
"Jay! You crazy son of a bitch, what are you doing?" yelled Mk.10, who was once again ascending a grapple wire, and carrying Dewey and Fiona up to a nearby tabletop.
"Hey!" yelled Jay in response "Once you've ridden a flying dinosaur, this is a cake-walk!"
"He rode a dinosaur?" Dewey asked noonein particular.
"Yep" said Amber "When I was kid..on some random planet we crashed on..."
"Oh.."
 
A loud crashing noise was heard, and Mr Jingles was now sat down, shaking his head having just collided with a table leg. Jay, was flung far across the bar, until he collided with the optics behind the counter and splashed down heavily into an abandoned glass of Chardonnay. Mr Jingles ran a saliva-coated paw over his head, then got back on his feet and started prowling for playthings.
 
"Get him out!" Jayne yelled, running over to the glass in which and unconcious Jay had sunk to the bottom of. She, Vanessa and the two crewman who Mk.10 had earlier rescued used all their might to tip the glass up, it crashed down on the counter and the wine poured out onto it, flushing Jay with out with it.
 
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A few moments later, Jay groggily came too. The first thing he saw was Vanessa, her lips locked to his, breathing air into his lungs.
"URGH! GET OFF ME YOU FREAK!" he yelled "YOU'RE MY SISTER!!"
"Jay! It's called first aid...you think I'd wanna kiss you?"
"Burp" said Jay. "Whassh for dinner?"
"Great..." said Jayne "So we're in the middle of a crisis and the Captains half cut.."
"I am no such thingsh!" Jay slurred, getting to his feet before immediately collapsing again. "I only hadsh a little ship!" he was making a gesture with his fingers to indicate a small sip.
Jayne sighed, and helped Jay up and supported him on her shoulder.
"C'mon boss-man.....lets get you to your missus....she can make herself useful for once and take care of you."
"Did I ever tell you how mush I love you Jayne?" Jay slurred "And you Vanessha, and you random guy I've never met....."
 
<tag - what's next people, you have a drunk captain to contend with too>