The New Girl On The Block: Part One

It was a typical day in the Royal Harem of His Most Sexy Royal Manliness. But the housekeeper Samara had not been seen in at least 24 hours. Being a Saturday most of the girls were busy the night before with assorted man slaves and the Prince himself. The laundry was piled a foot deep on the floor by the princes room. It seems that Lotor and Ram decided to give Gina an extra double dose of "Too much of a good thing."
Twelve inches of laundry may not seem like much to most but in the harem considering how thin the pantaloons and skirts were this was a mountain of wash and mending.
Ram finally crawled out of Lotors room happy but tired from the all night session. He even had to admit that Lotor was truly "King of the Hill" in this case. As he slipped on the silk skirts, briefs and push up bras Ram let out such a yell, "Where the heck is Sammie-Ma? This is a hazard to ones health." As though he were not responsible for half of the mess himself.
At this point a young woman in an old fashion harem red silk girl costume from at least twenty years ago peeped her head out of one of the rooms in the harem. The young Drule face was a perfect oval her the golden eyes were clear, round and bright. Ram drank in every inch of the petite 5 foot 2 inch 105 pound Drule doll. Her hair was clasped to the side in a long pony tail. As small as she was she just had to be a classical dancer.
Quickly the girl closed the door as a loud thud of male feet crashed into the harem. Ram looked up to see three of Lotor's personal guards and one of Zarcons guards!
"Where is she? " demanded one of the tall Drule men.
"Who," asked Ram as he stood meet him on eye level his equal pound per pound.
"The new girl of course you could not miss her she is one of us! The dark Drule warrior spoke up, " I spotted her yesterday afternoon and I have been after her from that time. Well, between my duty that is. Zarcon would have me skinned if he knew that I was out chasing a new girl that he nor Lotor have seen yet."
"Why would you say that? asked Ram. "Well, for one thing she would not be walking around free in the red silk."
"Zarcon would have a fit my father says he use to just love red silk dancing slaves." "And she is in an old time costume the type when Lotor was in his teens. said one of Lotors personal guards.
"There is something so familiar about that girl."
" Those were the days," the slender Drule guard said who happen to be one of Lotors old class mates from the Military Academy. Man a girl had no say about who or what any of us wanted to do and when!"
"I tell you that is what Cossack remembers these scribes and the Hot Doc just cant get into the program."
At this point Ram knew that discretion was the better part of valor, no girl was worth going to the mines over except his Gina.
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The New Girl on the Block # 2
"Sammie-Ma well I cannot call you that now. So Haggar taught you the old "youth spell."
The once middle aged now twenty-five year old let out a small wimpier as she laid across the wide bed. Slipping through the passage way to Lotors room and the last twenty-four hours had taken it toll on the maid.
"Yes, you can my dear because my mind is still in the late forties."
Lotor could not believe his eyes she was younger than she had been when they first meet fifteen years ago. Moving across the bed Lotor drew her small body close to his monetarily forgetting who this younger woman really was. Planting a passionate kiss on her lips Samara smiled and pushed away.
"Why Samara? what was that for?"
"Lotor, Samara said as she straightened between the large pillows and silk sheets, do you love this form or the real Sammie-Ma?"
" Sammie how could you ask such a thing at a time like this?" Lotor said between short lusty breaths.
" Because my prince I have a lot more years on you and the passions of men are fleeting, love is permeant and unchanging in time and space."
" Ma you should have been a priestess. You have a way of reminding me of what is really important in life."
Suddenly a loud calmer was heard from the outer chamber. Ma that sounds like Gojon one of my personal guards."
" I know all too well Lotor he and Dargon have been chasing me for hours on end. There is no way I will allow your father to see me this way."
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The New Girl On The Block:Part Three

"Straighten up men it's General Cossack!" Dargon said with a slight smirk on his face. On the battlefield the general had proven his worth ten times over but when it came to women, wine and song he was at times left out in the cold. Like every soldier one had to answer to the general as though answering to Zarcon or Lotor.
"Yes, Sir!", all three Drule men stood to attention but that was not without giving Ram a swift kick to the shines from Gojon Lotors personal guard.
Ram being a man of good sense would find a time and a place to pay Gojon back for that. But in the light of Lotors harem and the safety of his beloved Gina a scuffle with four high ranking Drule officers was not it.
" Men we have a very important mission to perform for His Royal Highness."
"That is we must find the Uno's Pizza box that is hidden some where on the Palace grounds." On that though Dargon forgot that he was in search of the new Drule harem girl he spotted yesterday evening. Gojon being a man rules not only by his gonads but also the taste buds proceeded to ready himself for a slice of the missing culinary treat. At this Samara listing all the wile on Lotors radio laid back to enjoy the palace show. Then a though hit her.
"Lotor darling I know every passageway and hide out in this palace."
"You know I lead you to all of them many years ago."
"This is true my dear but I have had to use them almost every day for the past fourteen years remember. And fifty pounds lighter I can move much faster than I could with my middle age body. Even though years of dancing did not leave my muscles all together.
" You chased those visiting harem girls with a vengeance Ma!" Lotor said with a smile.
" I am now giving you my ex student an assignment. I think it would be an interesting research project to see how well your men work together." Samara said leaning in closer to Lotor.
" Let us trace them through the passages ways to chart there progress. Who knows we may find the pizza before any one else!"
" Good idea Ma but we have unfinished business here at the moment."....

Kakyuu take it from here, the rest is up to you. Love the Maid
BTW "Uno's Pizza," the good story and "New Girl on the Block" over lap in parts.

Subj: A Lasting Impression
Date: 2/21/99
To: HaremTales@listbot.com
CC: Samara9@aol.com

A Lasting Impression

"Samara, we have got a problem!!!" Michelle said, storming into the now young woman's room.
Samara looked up from the sketch she had been drawing, blinking in surprise at Michelle's sudden arrival. "Why, whatever is the matter?"
"It's Zarkon!!!" Michelle said, with a grimace.
"Oh." Samara said, seemingly uninterested. "I suppose he's been harassing some more of the scribes?"
"Well, yes.' Michelle replied. "But that's not what I'm here about!!!"
"It's not?" Samara asked, surprised.
'It's about his laundry!!!" Michelle said, flopping down on the bed.
"Laundry?" Samara asked, with a hint of distaste. "Sorry dear, I don't do laundry anymore."
"That's just it!!!" Michelle replied. "His laundry has been piling up for almost two weeks!! If this keeps up, he'll have nothing to wear! And you know how'd he'd just love to have that excuse to sashay around here in the nude!"
Both girls, temporarily turned green, at the thought of a nude Zarkon. Shaking her head to clear the image, Michelle continued. "And the thing is, he is refusing to let anyone else do his laundry but you! Says it's your punishment, for that scandal you caused back in Lotor and yours academy days!!! And......" Michelle paused for dramatic effect, "He says he shall personally over see it himself!!!!!"
"Oh dear!!" Samara said, dread written on her face. "I can't let him see me like this!! Who knows what he'll do!!! Forget about laundry, he might make me part of his harem!!!" Her bluish skin took on a green tinge again. She clamped a hand over her mouth. "I think I'm gonna be sick!!!" She mumbled, rushing for the bathroom.
Michelle sighed. It was almost a curse to be beautiful in this place! And Samara had it especially bad, for many of the guards, and several of the men slaves were clamoring for her attentions. But so far, she had remained only in Lotor's bed, and no other. But that didn't stop them from trying!! She had had some close encounters, where certain guards had tried to trap her, but she had always managed to elude them. What they didn't know, was that Samara knew just about every secret passageway in the castle!! She had been lucky that Zarkon had not yet seen her, and that her ardent pursuers, pretty much kept mum about her, for they didn't want Zarkon laying a claim to her, at least not before they got a chance!! It didn't just have to do with her being beautiful, because in Lotor's harem, the most beautiful and exotic females resided, some slaves, some royals who liked to take a break from reality, and some that existed somewhere between the line of royalty and slave, who were free to come and go as they pleased, the loyal scribes of Prince Lotor. No, it was not Samara's returned beauty that had caused such a stirring, but that she was a Drule female, a rare breed of the species, that actually resembled humans closely, except for a few minor things like blue skin, and pointed ears. Lotor, Samara, and an ex-supporter of Doom, Merla seemed to be the only ones around right now. So, many of the Drules were eager in capturing Samara as a bride, for she fit their ideals as the perfect mate to a T.
"What's going on?" Asked a curious Dom. She had come here, eager to see if Samara had completed any drawings.
"Zarkon, what else?" Michelle replied.
"What's the old fart done now?" Dom wondered, trying to repress a shudder. She hoped he wasn't trying to kidnap another scribe!!!
"It's what he hasn't had done." Michelle said, nodding at Samara, who retuned, rubbing her belly. 'He hasn't seen the new Samara yet, and is demanding that she and she alone, tend to his laundry.....or he will be forced to parade around nude!"
"Ugh!!!" Dom said, this time not even trying to not shudder. "Poor Sammie!!!!"
"Poor Sammie what?" Tammy asked, her eyes a bit dazed. She had finally left Lotor's room after two days of his special cure.
"Zarkon wants me to do his laundry!!" Samara said, wringing her hands. "What will I do?! I can't let him see me like this!!!!!!"
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To Be Continued.......
Michelle

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A Lasting Impression: Part Two

"This is terrible!!!!!!" Dom exclaimed. "You know how Zarkon has a thing for pretty women, well it's nothing compared to when he gets near a pretty Drule female!!"
"Right!!! Remember how grabby he was around Merla?" added Michelle. "Though for some odd reason, he always changed his mind before going any furhter....."
'But still!!" interjected Dom. "We can't bank on him just trying to grab Sammie-Ma!! I hear, his quick mind changes had nothing to do with him, but because Merla is some kind of witch!! If he gets near Sammie......"
"Oh dear!!!" Tammy said. "Samara, you definitely have a problem!!! When I think what that lech almost succeeded in doing........We definitely have to help you play keep away!"
"Keep away from what?" Gina who happened to be passing by, asked.
"Zarkon!!!" Sammie lamented, nervously wringing her hands. "I'm gonna end up in his harem for sure!!!!! And Lotor won't be able to get me out, without dying, and then where will we all be?!"
"All in Zarkon's harem....." Michelle said with dread.
"So, just stay away from Zarkon. All you have to worry about is when he wanders in here, horny as heck. Easy enough." Gina said, sensibly.
"You're wrong!!!!" Sammie cried. "He's demanding me to do his laundry!! And what's worse he said he was gonna personally supervise it, so I can't even sneak in there, and get it!!! I'm doomed for sure!!!!!"
"Maybe we should ask Lotor for advice?" Dom suggested.
"Uh-uh!!!!!" Tammy emphatically disagreed. "After Zarkon's stunt with me the other day, this might be just the thing to cause Lotor to fly into a rage and attack Zarkon... and we can't risk our dear being injured or worse!"
"Yes!" They all agreed, at a loss for what to do.
"Maybe Samara had better leave Doom?" Gina suggested.
"Say yes!! That's a good idea!!!" Michelle replied. "She can live on my planet!!!"
But Samara became more distressed. "I couldn't bear being separated from Lotor by so far!! At least here in the castle, even if I don't get to see him everyday, I'm close enough to his prescience!!!"
"Well, maybe we could dress someone up to look like your older self?" Michelle suggested. Everyone except Samara brightened at the idea. "Won't work, unless they're Drule in appearance!!" She wailed.
"Ever notice since you became young again, you're overly emotional?" Gina commented, not expecting an answer.
"I can't help it!!!!!" Samara cried. "You think about being in Zarkon's clutches!!"
Just then, they heard some male whistling. Peeking out the doorway, they see Cossack strolling lazily through the hallway. "Say....." Dom asked, with a grin. "He's a Drule....why do't we dress Cossack up as Samara?!"
Samara let out an outraged gasp. "I in now such way, resemble a male!!!!!!"
"You got that right, sweet chicks!" Cossack said. "What's going on in here?"
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King Zarkon, was flying around his room in an intense rage. This was too much!!! Lotor's harem not only refuses him, but they actually have the nerve to be cocky and insulting about it!!!! And when he finally gets one of them in his bed, the blasted Voltron force has to come along and interrupt, forcing him to leave his prize.....only to come back to a disguised Hagger!! And if that wasn't bad enough, the maid seems to have gone on strike!!! "Pee yuw!!!!" He muttered. "This room smells even worse than usual!!!"
"Damn it all!!!!!!!" He screamed. "Where is that blasted maid, Samara?!"
A guard ran in. "Shall I fetch her for you sire?" He adverted his eyes, at the ugly sight of Zarkon in white boxers and a short robe.
"Yes!!! No...wait!!! I think I need a little exercise..." Zarkon smiled, a chilling smile. "Yes, that's it. Ogle a few Harem girls, get in a few quick feels, maybe something more...." He started drooling at the thought.
"And uh, get the maid to do your laundry sire?" The foolish guard asked, bringing Zarkon out of his day dream.
"What? Hmm yes." He shot the guard a dark look. "And go feed yourself to a robeast for coming in here uninvited, and speaking out of turn."
"The guard look horrfied, but he obeyed his King.
'Yes, fetching that errant maid is just the thing to brighten my day!" Zarkon said, pulling his robe a little tighter. "Terrorizing females always makes me smile!!!!"
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To Be Continued.........


A Lasting Impression: Part Three

Dargon, one of the better looking guards, and leader of Prince Lotor's personal body guards, whistled a happy tune. He was carrying a small bouquet of daises, not the most expensive types of flowers, but when you live on Doom, any flower cost a lot of dinars, so he was sure his lady love would appreciate them all the same. Well, she wasn't his lady love yet, in fact he didn't even know the petite Drule's name, but he intended to find out today!!! "She won't escape me today!!!!!" He vowed.
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"I can't believe I let you talk me into this!!!!" Samara and Cossack both wailed! Cossack was attired, in a long mud brown dress, that covered him entirely. It had long sleeves, with the ends pulling up over the back of his hands, and one bit of material stretching to cover his middle finger, which helped to hide the fact that this *women* had very large, and male like hands. The bodice was loose, and the top was a turtle neck. The dress was slit up on the sides, but they had forced him to wear light yellow tights,to mask his bony and hairy legs!
"OH, do be quiet!!!" Tammy said, as she gathered up Cossack's long locks into a tight bun.
"Sammie....." Michelle sighed, pulling a medium length wig onto Cossack's head. "We've been over this a hundred times! It's the best we can do on such short notice!!"
"But you didn't have to make him look so ugly!!!!!" Sammie cried, pointing at the abomination that was Cossack. 'I would never wear such an atrocity!!!!! Even to do laundry!! Mud brown with yellow!!!!! And Zarkon's gonna know that's not me! He's not blind!!! He'd never think I looked as ugly as this fool!!!" She seemed almost hopeful that Zarkon would notice a difference.
"That does it!!!!" Cossack yelling, jumping up to his feet, causing Dom to smear his lipstick. "I'm not gonna sit here and take any more of these insults!! I try to help you dames out, and I get nothing but putdowns!!!! Well screw this!! I'm out of here!!!" He pulled off the wig.
*Crack* "Cossie-wossie better sit his butt back down, and behave, or else the butt is gonna be too sore to sit for a month!!!" Gina said, and whacked him again with her anti-Cossack paddle.
His he-man demeanor quickly evaporated, and he sat down, allowing Michelle and Tammy to once again fuss with his hair. "Say...." Dom asked, staring at the array of differently colored eye shadows. "Do you think he is an Autum or a WInter?"
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Dargon took a sharp intake of breath. King Zarkon!! What was he doing in the harem?! And why was he walking around in his underwear?! He couldn't have found out about the Drule dancing girl could he? Everyone had been extremely tight lipped about her!!!!!
"Ah, good day your highness." Dargon said, walking up besides Zarkon.
"What's good about it..."Zarkon mumbled, mad that he hadn't seen any female flesh yet. He noticed Dargon was carrying flowers. "Why you sly old dog!!!!! Who's the lucky lady?!"
"What, oh ah this?" Dargon hid them behind his back. "They're nothing sire!!!"
"Nothing huh?" Zarkon's stare darkened. "Now I may not look favorably on my son 98 percent of the time, but if you're trying to date one of the harem ladies, you'll be in big trouble!!! The harems of Doom are for it's King and his heir only, you get it?"
"Oh, yes sire!!!" Dargon lied. "I bought these for my ailing mother!"
"Good." Zarkon nodded his approvel. "Else I'd have to in-force the Enoch policy on all the guards who have harem guard duty."
Dargon gulped. "Meaning understood, sire."
'Ah, here we are!" Zarkon said brightly, stopping outside of Samara's room. A frown briefly crossed his features. "Why that fool son of mine gave that maid a bedroom I'll never understand!"
He pushed open the door, and strode briskly in. "SAMARA!!!!!!" He barked. "Explain yourself!!!! Why haven't you been taking care of my room and laundry?!"
Dom, Michelle, Tammy,Gina, Samara and Cossack all screamed, and Samara tried to duck down behind Cossack!!!!!!
"What are you all up to, hmmm?" Zarkon asked, with a lifted eyebrow, He was disappointed that he hadn't walked in on them naked.
"Nothing!!" came the nervous chorus, as the other four girls went to hudle around Cossack, blocking Samara even more from Zarkon's beady eyes.
"Ah, sire!!!" Cossack chirped, in an extremely high voice. The girls had to choke back their laughter. Cossack's voice was even higher than when he was kicked in his family jewels!!!!! "What did you want me to do?!"
"My laundry wench!!!" Zarkon said, paying him no mind. He came closer to them, and they all reeled from his bad breath. He had obviously not brushed his teeth for the last six months!!!!!! "Why are you all huddled together like that?! HMMM?!"
"Oh, we uh like the view?" Dom said, lamely.
Tammy blanched. Zarkon's attention turned towards her. "How are you my dear? Recovered enough to continue where we left off?"
Tammy's eyes took on a panic look. Zarkon, feeding off of that, walked over to her, reaching out for her! With a yelp, Tammy backed up, causing part of Samara to be exposed. "Who is that?" He asked with interest,Tammysan forgotten. "That leg is blue....is that a drule hiding behind you?! I demand you show yourself to me!!!!!!"
Dargon stood unnoticed, just to the side of the doorway. His heart began to beat a little faster, in fear that it was his dream drule girl.
Just as Zarkon was prepared to start shoving the ladies out of the way, Cossack screeched, "Zarkon!!!!!! Darling!!!!! I have always harbored a secret passion for you!!!!" and threw his arms around the king!!!!!
Seeing their cue, the others scattered, but not before Zarkon got a full glimpse of Samara!!!!! "Wait!!! Stop!!!!! I command you!!!!" He yelled. "Unhand me laundry wench!!" He paused, getting a good look at *Samara's* face. "Cossack?!" He asked incredulously. "Is that you?! We don't allow this sort of thing in the castle!! Cross dressing is strictly forbidden!! Do you hear me!! We have ways of dealing with you!!! Now unhand me damn it!!!!!!"
The scribes dashed out into the hall, and scattered. It was everyone for themselves now!!!!!!
Samara, naturally turned to head to the nearest secret passage, and hide out in there for a few days, when two strong arms came up behind her, trapping her against a firm hard body. She let out a scream, that was quickly muffled, by her captor's hand. Her eyes widened in fear, praying it wasn't Zarkon who had her bound......
To Be Continued!!!!!!!
Michelle

A Lasting Impression: Part Four

Samara struggled against the arms holding her, but that just made him tighten her grip. She once again tired to scream for help, but his hand muffled her screams entirely. No one would come, not even Lotor. Heck!! She'd even be grateful if Cossack came along, and saved her!!!!!!!
He began dragging her into one of the rooms. She began to put up a fight, when she heard Zarkon's angry voice, yelling at Cossack, and also about her. She ceased her struggles, figuring to at least get out of sight before Zarkon saw her. Surely whoever this was, would be better than that fish faced tyrant. And her captor did have a nice body, from what she could feel, pressed so closely to it. She shook her head, distressed. "What am I thinking?! This guy is abducting me!! And Lotor's the only one for me........"
Now completely in the room, he kicked the door shut, but didn't release her. Leaning agaist the door, he seemed to be listening for sounds of pursuit. Zarkon soon ran by, bellowing obscenities at a fleeing Cossack. He sighed in relief, when their voices and footsteps faded away.
"I'm gonna uncover your mouth now." He said to her, his voice unfamiliar. "Do you promise not to scream?"
Samara stood absolutely still, refusing to give her promise. Zarkon may not be honarable, but most Drules were, and once given, their words were absolute, and they would rather die then break their oaths.
Her captor smiled, unseen by her, and added, "Because if you scream, Zarkon is sure to hear, and come running......" He trailed off, and she stiffened in fear. "Now, do you promise?" She reluctantly nodded, ready to burst with fear and loathing.
He uncovered her mouth and released his grip on her, slowly turning her around to face him. Her eyes widened as she took in the indigo blue skin, rippling muscles and pectoroids (^_^), chiseled profile, short,wavy white hair, with curling bangs that framed that handsome face perfectly, and his golden eyes, with tinges of violet in them. He was that guard she had run into her first day of rejuvenation, the one who started to say something to her, before she ran. Boy, he looked so much better, without his helmet on, and up close!!!!!! She wondered what his name was, them frowned at herself. Remember Lotor!!! She admonished. He's your one and only.
Dargon's mouth felt dry, as he stared at the object of his affections, dreams, and lately his obsessions. She looked even better up close, with her lush red lips, golden eyes, long, raven dark hair, pulled in a long french braid, pieces coming undone to frame her face. She was petite, for a Drule, dressed in an old fashioned, modest, red silk dancing girl outfit, which endeared her all the more to him. Once again, he felt tongue tied, unsure of what to say. He notice her frown, and quickly let go of her arms, blushing a beat red, which darkened his skin even more.
"Uh, hi....." He mumbled, thinking how stupid that sounded.
'Hello..." She replied, also thinking she sounded lame.
"So, what's your name?" They both asked at the same time, then blushed!
"Dargon. Leader of Lotor's personal guard." he said, puffing his chest out in pride. He was elated that she wanted to know his name!!!
Samara on the other hand, was panicked. What name should she give him?! Instead, she decided to change the subject. "Dargon, that's a really nice name."
"Yes, it's a warrior's name!!!" He added, "One that commands respect and fear in your enemies and peers."
Oh brother, she thought, rolling her eyes. Dargon noticed that, and his face fell. Did he say something wrong?
"Um, thanks for rescuing me..." Samara said, inching away from him. "But I really should be going now....."
'No wait!!!" Dargon said, reaching for her. They both blushed again at the contact. He quickly let go of her. "I uh, have something for you." He handed her a small bouquet of Daisies.
Her eyes widened in surprise. 'Oh, how sweet!!!" She inhaled their sweet fragrance, surprised he would spend so much on her. "Well, I really have to go now." She said, inching towards the door.
Dargon just stood there, with a dazed look on his face. "She thinks I'm sweet!!!" He thought, happily. Samara shrugged her shoulders, a bit disappointed that he didn't try to stop her, then frowned at herself for being disappointed. "Bye...." she murmured softly, and walked out.
Dargon stood there for a few minutes, before he realized he still didn't know her name!!! He went rushing out the door, just as he heard her scream in terror.
He slid to a halt, as he saw Zarkon leering at her, barring her way. Dargon saw red, and gripped his sword in fury. He let out a scream, and charged......
To Be Continued, and perhaps Concluded!!!!!!!
Michelle


A Lasting Impression: Part Five

Zarkon was elated. He was right! The new girl was a Drule female! He'd make her his queen, providing she lived up to his standards. His leer widened, and he tried reaching for her. She let out a startled scream, dropping her flowers in the process, and ducked under his arm, but he grabbed her arm, with his left arm, and roughly slammed her into the wall. He quickly entrapped her, arms on both sides of her, and leaned in for a kiss.
Samara was nauseated. This was her worst fear. She had never ever wanted to be in a situation like this! She couldn't see why Hagger was so hot for this slimy jerk!!!
She closed her eyes, and began to feel the tears running down her face. Zarkon paused, and instead tasted one of her tears. "Sweet, just like I bet you are." He said, huskily, crushing the flowers, under his feet. "And red silk. how did you know that was my favorite color, and style of dancing girl outfit?" He asked, as if she had worn it just for him.
Samara was shaking with fury, fear, and loathing. So frazzled by Zarkon's nearness, she forgot to even yell for Lotor to come save her. Zarkon's lips came closer, when a loud "KIIIIIYYYYYYAaaaHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHERRRRRRRAAAAA"
war cry was heard. She looked in disbelief, as she saw Dargon rushing towards them, his sword drawn. He slammed into King Zarkon, before Zarkon could turn and see his attacker. They both hit the floor hard, but Dargon's was cushioned by Zarkon's body. Zarkon, on the other hand, his head hit the floor hard, most likely giving him a concussion! He lay there, silent and still, at least for now.
"I can't believe you did that!!" Samara said, still frozen in place.
"I can't believe I did that either..." Dargon mumbled, getting up unsteadily to his feet.
"Thank you!!!!" Samara cried, throwing her arms around Dargon. She planted a kiss on his cheek. Dargon's condition improved steadily. He went to tighten his arms around her, but she had already slipped away.
"We better get him to Dr. Sarah for a check up!!" She said. "And come up with a cover story as to what happened. I'll go get some help!!!" She rushed quickly away.
"Right, help." Dargon muttered, collapsing to his knees, still a bit woozy from the impact, but also cause her kiss had made him weak in the knees!!!!
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"Boy!!! I thought I was gonna die of laughter at Sarah's expression when she saw Cossack in drag!!!!!" Dom chortled.
"It was especially funny when she kept saying, There had better be a good explanation for this!!!!!!" Michelle chuckled, going through Dom's printed out fan fiction, looking for one she had not yet read. "And then saying, 'Never mind, I don't wanna know!!!!!"
"Though she quickly sobered up, when Zarkon was brought in." Dom said, also sobering up. 'You think he'll believe that cover story, about an assassin attacking him in the harem?"
"He might." Michelle replied. "After all, he didn't see who hit him, just Samara. He's really hot for her now!!!!!!"
"You know....." Dom said. "Zarkon's not the only one who got a lasting impression of Samara today. I think Dargon got one too!!!"
"Actually you're half right." Michelle corrected. "Samara made an impression on Dargon the first day he laid eyes on her. No, it was Dargon who made a lasting impression on Samara this day." The princess nodded meaningfully, as Samara walked by, humming a love song, the retrieved, crushed daisies in a small vase, she clutched protectively to her chest.

THE END
This has been another Michelle Siedlecki production!! @1999
Lotor, Zarkon, Cossack, Voltron, and Hagger are copyrighted by World Events.
Everyone else is copyrighted by themselves and their parents!! Except for Dargon and Gorjon! They're Samara's creations!!!!! ^_^