The walk to the next seafood restaurant would of taken Aisha three hours to walk and two to run, but she made it in less then an hour. It was amazing what a hungry Ctarl-Ctarl can do when she puts her mind to it. Jim was given a special spot on the top of her head. He would lie on the main of silver hair and hold onto it so he didn’t go flying off. It was real exciting riding atop a two hundred-foot giantess as she ran as fast as her seventy-foot tall legs would allow. To keep any chance of danger to a minimum, Jim tied himself down with strands of hair. Several times, he would let his grip go and open his arms and scream in excitement as Aisha ran at speeds that the Outlaw Star would be hard to follow. Everyone else thou, was held in Aisha’s clenched hand. She held them tightly enough that they wouldn’t fall out but not tight enough to turn them to paste. Eventually, she stopped about a block from the restaurant and let everyone down.

“Did you know your palms sweat when you run?” Gene said, less then satisfied with the method of travel. He pulled off his shirt and wringed out the sweat from it.

“Sorry,” Aisha said, but when Gene turned his back, she looked down at Jim and shared a snicker at their captain’s problem.

“I hope you know that we aren’t paying this time?” Gene said as Melfina and Suzuka followed beside him.

“Awwww, but Jim promised,” Aisha whined while flaunting her cattish pouty face.

“He promised one meal, not two, but one.” Gene ended the argument by strutting off alone to the restaurant.

“What’s his deal?” Aisha asked her tiny companion at her feet, to her question he just shrugged his shoulders.

“I guess, getting out of debt and then getting back into it makes a guy real testy,” Jim suggested to Aisha.

“What the Fuck!” Gene screamed from the restaurant. Aisha and Jim exchanged looks, what had Gene gotten into now? They rushed to the restaurant to see what Gene was shouting about. When they arrived, they had some choice obscenities to say themselves.

“Miss Aisha Clan Clan, we have some things to discuss,” a man in a high-ranking military outfit said with a small militia of hover-tanks and mechanized war vessels. The man stepped onto a platform and was lifted up until he was eye to eye with the giant cat girl.

“Over the pat few hours, you have caused roughly 25,000,000 wolongs worth of damage to city’s across the planet.” Aisha cursed under her breath; maybe she hadn’t been as careful as she could have been as she ran towards the seafood restaurant? She could of walked around that school instead of going through it or she could of avoided running through a gridlocked highway.

“We in the government understand that with your new size, something’s like mass destruction are unavoidable, so we offer a special agreement to you. If you don’t assist the Ctarl-Ctarl in any war endeavors they might take against the people of our government and not tell them your secret for growth, then we can write out a bill offering you complete immunity from any deaths or destruction you might cause.” The officer finished by showing a legal sheet that only needed a signature at the bottom. Aisha blinked at what was being offered to her, it seemed a little too good to be true.

“Let me get this strait, if I sign this paper, then I can do anything I want?” Aisha said skeptical.

“Basically anything you enjoyed,” the officer said with a strait face.

“I could enslave a town and force them to build monuments in my honor?” Aisha asked thoughtfully.

“Nothing we could do to stop you,” the officer said soberly.

“I could eat any person I liked with out having you nuke my ass?” Aisha said with a small grin forming.

“We would have our hands tied to do anything,” The officer replied rigorously.

“I could eat you or turn you into my foot slave until I grew bored and stuffed you up my ass until you suffocated?” Aisha asked with glee.

“…Yes,” the officer had lost his cool demeanor and was looking a little worse for ware after Aisha’s last suggestion..

“Let me just speak to one person,” Aisha said as she kneeled down next to Jim.

“Aisha, you wouldn’t do any of that stuff, would you?” Jim said nervously.

“Nah, but it sure did freak out that stern old gut up there. So what do you think, should I go for it?” Aisha wanted Jims opinion before she made any decisions, he was the only human she really respected.

“If you don’t, Gene will kill you for causing so much destruction,” Jim said glumly, to which Aisha nodded. She stood back up to address the officer.