What do you get when you Pouch a Hamsters Girlfriend?!?

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Katrina spit the thing out, clanking on the floor. "Shut up,
smegheads!" she
shouted. "Don't make me start busting heads!"
Suddenly, the wet thing that was only recently in Katrina's mouth
shook, then
floated off the floor. Soon, Allie's form appeared around it. "UGH!
Retch
fest maximus!"
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The hologramatic hamster nearly gasped as he saw how Allie had been
treated, but the Dark hamsters fur started ruffling up in anger.
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Katrina pressed the front of the gun on Alota's forehead. "Call him
up here,
and don't try anything funny, missy, or I'll blow all these people's
heads
off. Starting with you."
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"If I were you, I'd apoligise to Allie for doing that right now."
remarked the hologramatic hamster to the Dark Katrina.
The Dark Katrina glanced at the hologramatic hamster and spoke as if
he were some sort of child, "And what are you going to do about it if
I don't, Holofluffie?"
"You'll be subjected to pouching until you get rescued by a kind Blue
Dwarf crewmember or you suffocate, whichever comes first..." replied
the hologramatic hamster with a enigmatic grin.
"Oh, really?!?" started the Dark Katrina not noticing the *extremely*
angry Dark Furred hamster suddenly jumping towards the ceiling.
He quickly scrambled along it, and once above the Dark Katrina, sank
his rear claws into some overhanging cables, and suddenly reached
down with his fore claws grabbed up both of her wrists, and quickly
yanked her upwards jamming her head into his left cheek while holding
her wrists upward and away from his body.
It all happened so quickly that she didn't realise what was
happening. She wildly fired two shots into the cieling and tried
struggling, when the Dark furred hamster quickly muffled
out,"STalOPM! FligALting!!! Alfff... I... neef... taahh... dah..
ifff.. Bitah!!!"
"Emmphf!" Screamed the Dark Katrina, struggling some as the she felt
his incisors sink into her skin a little.
"Ah.. In case you didn't understand what *I* have just said, I'll
translate for you - 'stop fighting or I'll bite your head off.' Oh,
and I suggest you drop you weapons too, unless you want to keep
firing them and cause me to lose grip of the ceiling and fall, and
make me bite your head of that way instead..." called the
hologramatic hamster from below, while motioning for everyone else to
leave the drive room.
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