Also starring Emily Blunt as the President of the Galaxy

A compact and very expensive-looking shuttle sat in the docking bay, flanked by two others with a deliberately menacing aspect. On either side of the small group gathered a crowd of reporters who had already shuttled and teleported in for the occasion. As their cameras rolled, a troop of armoured guards disembarked the menacing shuttles and stood by the expensive one, a ramp descended and they snapped to attention.

The president of the galaxy was a stately and beautiful woman, dressed in an elaborate golden gown and with glittering stars woven in her hair. She walked down the ramp, to see only Audrey, or The Mistress as she did not yet know to call her, waiting.

"Your Worshipfulness." The Mistress greeted her.

"Dr Eht." The president replied, she looked around confused, "Where are the others?"

"Indisposed." The Mistress said, "Wanted to come, very sorry."

"I do not look kindly on those who are not where I expect them to be."

"No, that explains Treford Three."

"What was that?"

"A small planet in the eastern arm of the galaxy, you found it where you did not expect it to be, and had it demolished."

"Yes, it was in the path of a hyperspace corridor, if I recall. But the inhabitants were all evacuated beforehand."

"The inhabitants, yes. Which is what made it the ideal place for me to set up a facility creating my own army of genetically-enhanced fire snakes. Until you brought the demolition ahead by a week and ruined everything."

"I see... well, terribly sorry, I'm sure."

"Oh, don't worry." The Mistress snapped her fingers and a panel opened in the wall, a cloud of nanobots poured out and surged through the air like a swarm of deadly insects, right at the president, "I'm having my ****."