Harris 'Fish-men and cats'

Harris
Blue Dwarf - still stuck on this sodding planet
On the way back to the security office
Harris made his way through the flooded corridors back to the security office.
Miss Swete's cat, PITA, had fallen asleep in Harris' jacket pocket and was with
in and the front half of the cat was hanging out.
"Surrender to the Eniram Emperium or die!"
Harris turned to see this fish-man in a wetsuit pointing a harpoon gun in his
direction. Harris was his usual calm self and just watched the fish-man.
"I repeat surrender or die!" The fish-man snarled.
"I take opinion number three then." Harris commented and within less then a
second, he had thrown PITA at the fish-man. The cat was more then unhappy to be
awoken in this manner and then it collided with the fish-man it began to claw
away at his face.
"Arrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhh." The fish-man screamed trying to pull PITA off of
his face. When the fish-man finally managed to throw off the cat, Harris caught
the furball and with his free hand went up and belted fish-man under the chin,
any harder he would of broken his neck, his neck shot up and then his body went
down.
Harris held up the cat scurf of the neck and commented. "So you are of some use
after all."
"Hold it right there, Aeron ally scum!"
Harris looked to see five fish-men with harpoon guns directed at him. The first
fish-man arose from the water, holding his neck and groaning. He glared at
Harris and then snapped. "You pay for that!"
Twenty minutes later
Harris was on his way back to the security office after dealing with the five
fish-men, all were left floating in the water in an untidy mess, but non the
less still alive but would be in great pain when they came around. But by there
the security he called for will have arrived. PITA was back in his jacket
pocket, half in, half poking out.
Harris then heard.
"What the friggin targs is this....I want to go home, not become a fish."
Harris entered and saw what appeared to be a wet humannoid cat.
"Bloody pink trees, overgrown hamsters, telepathic organs and now this." Harris
muttered to himself. Then he barked. "Who and what the hell are you and what
the hell are you doing aboard this ship?!"