"Oh you're a cute little thing aren't you?" A female mushroom person said as she held the hynx aloft under its arms in front of herself.

"Viladi leave the monster be!" Puella ordered strictly.

Her twin sister had been playing with the hynx since Puella brought it back with her earlier in the afternoon.

The little scamp of a creature was mucking about with a little ball while being held up by Viladi.

"Oh the little darling is harmless Puella, you need not worry." She said before looking up at her distraught sister.

"Is Gerad in trouble again? I honestly cannot comprehend why you bother with that oaf, he's likely to get us all killed the way he pretends at being a hero. There's no place for hero's in our little pocket of the galaxy. We have our good kind king and his loyal men." Vialdi said as she playfully irritated the hynx on purpose, begetting a little growl.

"Oh quiet Puella! Better a feckless hero than an idle oaf! At least he tries sister! Who are you to pass remark anyway, I seldom see you making company with anyone other than I or Gerad." She stung back, using her angst as fuel for the statement.

Puella went quiet and dipped her head.

Vialdi and the hynx took pity.

"Oh forgive me sister mine. Your complaints although harsh do have merit hence my venom and for that I apologize."

She came and embraced her sister.

Puella meanwhile accidentally dropped the mushroom she was using to tease the hynx and the little critter got a hold of it.

"Need not to worry dear sister, for you speak the truth…'' Puella did not sob but her eyes became glassy as her sister embraced her whilst she sat.

The hynx, who had not eaten the entire day quickly devoured the mushroom.

Not long after it spasmed to the floor and began to jerk about as of possessed.

The two sisters stepped up and back in a state of shock.

"What is the meaning of this? What is wrong with him Vialdi?" Puella yelled out in a panic

The hynx continued to spasm and his skin and bones began to contort and morph.

"The mushroom! Poor thing is he dying? It must have been the food!"

Suddenly the creature morphed rapidly into a blue fire red four legged behemoth that destroyed the furniture in its surroundings on its transformation.

Its eyes turned from curiously cute to voracious and vicious.

The two women screamed in terror and shock but the hynx seemed to pay no attention to them as he ravaged the abode in search of more mushrooms.

He found some in a cabinet in the eating area and devoured a whole cupboard's worth before rushing outside, breaking through the door and its surrounding structure.

He then grew in size, morphing into a monstrous size and running amok in the town and then running off into the wilderness.

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Puella and Vialdi rushed outside with shock painted on their faces.

"Come we must warn the king! Before the monster comes back and destroys the village!"

"As I said it is a great honor having you here on our planet dear sir. We seldom get any off-world visitors in this part of the galaxy." The fat little toadstool king spoke down to Bob from his throne as he stuffed his plump little mouth with local delicacies.

"Please, please have something to eat, servants! Servants! Get this man some sustenance! Quick smart you lot. Please tell me more of your tales of adventure and whimsy throughout the cosmos." The king ordered.

"Need not worry my king, I shan't be staying for very long, in fact I urgently need to return to my craft now."

Before Bob could finish his meagre excuse to leave, the king vigorously intervened.

“Nonsense! Nonsense! You are my exalted guest! You shall be hosted royally. Ah here are our best cuts from our latest harvests and hunts! Please enjoy and tell me about this vast Galaxy which you have explored! Jethri, play that lute won't you?” The king ordered more so than asked as the royal guards shoved Bob down into his seat and put the eating utensils in his hands forcefully.

Hmmm I’ve gotta get outta here… this toad stool is insane!

“Well if you insist my king, allow me to tell you the tale of the two headed beast of bermutha.” Bob began in a ruse of charisma as he slid his hand down to the las-gun at his thigh.

The King clapped in a sort of childish, giddy amusement.

“My king! My King! There is Calamity in your Kingdom! My King! My King!” Two panicked, nearly identical female fungi gasped their red faced way into the great hall.

“Calm! Calm, my loyal subjects!" The king yelled in a comically lordly fashion as he stood from his oversized throne of wood in a dramatic fashion.

His messenger bowed meekly before him.

“What is the matter my dear Vialdi and Puella? This best not be about your idiotic beloved.” He asked.

“No my king! It is serious! The little furry jester turned into a giant alien monster and is running wild in the farms and through the town! The big red beast has destroyed many townhouses and paddocks before rampaging its woeful way into the deep forests! With malicious intent to return and finish us off no doubt!” The two sisters stumbled words over each other hurriedly, causing a dramatically distraught reaction from the king.

Shit! Stupid fucking monkey…

Bob thought as he slinked down lower in his chair, playing about with the food in front of him like a child fainting innocence.

“This is a travesty!’ The king said as he slammed his fist into the table, too preoccupied with his own drama to notice Bob’s nervous eyes.

“Well I am just going to leave you to that, best not keep in your hair with all this going on…” Bob said as he tried to slide away but again to no avail.

“Wait! Brave traveler, catcher of stars, fuzzy haired angel of the sky!” The king hurriedly scampered up behind Bob as his guards blocked the Bounty Hunters path to the exit.

“Help me, brave hero! Be my champion! Rid my kingdom of this great terror on my behalf and I shall reward you greatly!” The king again ordered more so than asked in a desperate manner.

His monstrously seized guards were standing shoulder to shoulder in front of the door and Bob did not have his combat suit on so he had little choice.

Besides a reward to go fetch his own pet seemed like a silver lining in this ongoing storm of derailment.

“I shall accept your quest, oh good king.” The translator was beginning to annoy him.

“Oh splendid! Somebody! Bring me the champion's axe, a weapon fitting my brave knight from afar!” The King exclaimed.

Two servants rushed out of the hall and back in just as quickly with an antique Warhammer held strenuously between the two servants.

Bob noticed that it was very old and the runes on it were the same as what was on the staff that the priest had taken off of the tyrant centipede queen.

Well lookie here… I’ll just take that as my reward, get the monkey and get the hell outta here before this moron knows what's happening…

“Take this my champion! A piece of Dar Gul! Passes down through the Eons by my forefathers as a gift from an ancient god! Take it and save my kingdom by my divine beckoning!” The king said as he urged the servants to hand the hammer to Bob who took it in his arms.

“I shall my king, I shall not let your trust go astray.” Bob lied as he moved the hammer about.

Heavier than it looks… useless lump of rock, someone out to pay a high price for it.

So the king sent on his brave champion to quell the distress upon his kingdom.

And the bounty hunter went off with his prize, seemingly unscathed.