Galactan slipped smoothly around a corner, pinned against the wall. After seeing that he was alone in the room, he relaxed slightly to think. He still wasn't feeling great after the punch he received in the foyer, so he needed time to think about the scenario. I saw the goldfish thing come in through the window, the security guard is extremely strong, and the owner of the mansion pulled a railgun pistol on me... this isn't good. Maybe if I can-
Galactan's thoughts were cut off by Beef roaring down the hall connected to the room he was hiding in.
"COME OUT, YOU TWOS! I'M GONNA RIP YA SPINES OUT THEN SHOVE EM' UP YA ASSES!"
Galactan's first thought was to hide deeper in the room, but then something more interesting came to mind. The guard's shouting is probably attracting the freak... if I go out there and engage in combat, I could eliminate them both. He pushed off the wall and rebounded through the doorway and into the hall. Seeing Beef upside-down at the end of the hallway, he jumped off of the surface at his feet and brought his fist back behind his head. Beef never noticed him, and was extremely surprised when a kinetcally boosted punch met the back of his head, sending him tumbling further down the hall. Galactan fired two kinetopulses after Beef which connected with his chest area, pinning him against the wall. Finally, Galactan sprung down the hall once more, his fist reared back again.
"Frost fist."
The blow connected withe Beef's face, and chunks of ice began to spread from the area, formed from the moisture in the air. They quickly overtook Beef's entire body and pinned him against the wall. Galactan merely grinned and turned around, awaiting his next victim to come bounding down the hall.
*CHIK*
Galactan's eyes went wide, and he spun back around just in time to be showered in ice shards. He instinctively brought his arms up to his face and closed his eyes. He felt a hand take him by the top of his head, while the other pinched the point where his back bone and neck met.
"DO YOU THINK I WAS KIDDIN'?" roared Beef, "I KNOW HOW TO RIP A BOY'S SPINE OUT!"
At that moment, a glint of gold flashed in Beef's field of vision. Beef looked up just in time to find a foot firmly jamming itself down his throat. He released his grip on Galactan and instead gripped Goldfish Man's leg, tearing the foot from his Beef's mouth and flinging its owner against the wall behind him. Goldfish man's scales absorbed the impact, and he pushed off of the wall to perform a headbutt on Beef's forehead, stunning him. Goldfish man followed up by kicking Beef with both feet, sending him flying down the hall and into a room. He twisted and pushed off of another wall, tackling Galactan and pinning him against the ceiling.
Before Goldfish Man could continue his assault, however, a heavy impact to his stomach sent him flying down the hall. He regained his composure just in time to see a glowing metal chunk flying down the hall, directly at him. It struck him in the shoulder and bounced off of his scales, sending him whirling down the hallway. Galactan looked to see what the source of the shots was. Floating there was Stanley, holding his acceleration pistol.
"All this ruckus!" he said nonchalantly, "Needless destruction of property, loud noises, assaulting each other... all under my roof, no less! Why, this won't do! Nooooo, nononono." He turned to the room where Beef had landed. "Beef! Get out here and do your job!"
An unintelligible series of grumbles came from within said room, before Beef stuck his head through the doorway and glanced around drunkenly. "Wuzzat, boss? I've been doin' my job since this morning." he mumbled. Stanley merely sighed.
For a while, the four parties stared at each other, either too tense or too incoherent to make the first move. Suddenly, Goldfish Man pushed off into a spiraling drill, his head aimed directly at Stanley. Stanley began to aim his pistol when spasms took his body. His face contorted into a scowl and he attempted to simultaneously spit out multiple curses and commands at Beef to no avail. Goldfish Man's drill headbutt connected firmly with his stomach, and he soared down the hall. Stanley regained his composure in time to shift his weight so that his feet would impact the end wall rather than his back, and he rebounded while drawing his beam sword. "Let's see how well your scales handle this!"
Stanley moved to slash at the golden freak, but instead met empty air. Goldfish Man ducked into the same room that Beef was occupying, and Beef pursued. With only Galactan left in the hall with him, Stanley felt a bit more calm. "I'm going to say this once," he snarled, "get out of my house." Galactan smiled and responded, "I would prefer not to." before cocking a single fist back in preparation for an attack. In response, Stanley pulled out his last resort: the antimatter blaster. Taking careful aim, he fired a shot. The purple orb shot down the hall... and straight past Galactan. It impacted the far wall and spread out, eating away at it and revealing the outside world.
Galactan, who had been tracking the shot, turned back to face his opponent, but was instead met with a golden mass hitting his torso. The Galactan-Goldfish Man knot flew down the hall and straight out of the newly-formed hole. When they hit the ground a few meters from the border of the null-grav zone encompassing Stanley's house, both were unconscious. Stunned, Stanley turned to find Beef leaning out of the door, grinning with an arm outstretched as if he had just thrown something rather large. Which he had.
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In his office, a sleep-deprived Stanley slowly picked up a phone and called up one of his hired transit ship pilots. "Yes, Robert, this is Stanley... I understand that you'll be upset, but I need you to make an emergency delivery... Yes, right now. In the main bay you'll find a ship with two unconscious passengers. Drop them off in separate places in the Sardonia desert... I don't care how you do it, just do it quickly before they wake up and kill each other!" He quickly hung up the phone to avoid any further complaints from the pilot, then turned to his computer to type a reminder for himself in the morning. Have all mansion repairs deducted from Beef's pay, he typed. He thought carefully for a moment before adding then give him a raise.
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