Meanwhile, Bullheit and Goemo were in the lab, working on a machine.

"So why exactly are you helping me on this invention?" Goemo asked Bullheit.

The commander shrugged as he connected some wires. "Lord Zorac wanted me to work with you."

The scientist raised an eyebrow. "Did he want you to help me? Or did he force you?"

"He wanted me to help! Why would you think that he forced me to?"

Goemo rocked back and forth on his heels. "Oh, because you are his brother, and he could care less about you."

"That is not true! Lord Zorac cares for me! And I should know, because if he did not, then he would have sent me into space just like Ameo!"

Goemo was not at all surprised by Bullheit's outburst. After all, no one, not even Zorac, liked Goemo. Especially Bullheit. And Bullheit was always yelling at him for no dang reason.

Except being a show off.

"Hey, you never did tell me what happened to your best friend Ameo," the scientist stated.

"I did too," the commander replied. "Back in chapter twenty-one of book one, I said that Ameo was sent into space for defying one of Zorac's orders."

"I know that, but what happened between your brother and best friend? Why was he sent into space? What order did he defy?"

Bullheit let out a heavy sigh. "I do not want to talk about it."

"Look, I have known about Ameo's existence since I met Lord Zorac," Goemo said. "You are going to tell me sooner or later. Otherwise, I will keep on annoying you."

The commander cried out in frustration. He was so sick of Goemo! He was the most annoying person on the ship. Heck, he could be the most annoying person in the world!

"Fine!" Bullheit yelled at the top of his lungs. "Fine, I will tell you! Just lay off my back! Jeez!"

"Woah, you need to relax," the scientist told him, patting the commander's back. Bullheit pushed Goemo's hand away and took a few breaths to calm down.

"Alright. Here we go."