Captain's Log: Lugging a giant load of cocoa-butter skin cream was going to make me some handy extra cash, but Bob let go of the cream too early. He prematurely let 'er fly straight into a star, leaving me totally unsatisfied. Financially speaking. Fortunately, I had a plan: I decided to invent a fake reality show, invite Darph Bobo's daughter Babette and Commander Adam's son Adam 12 to be "contestants" and make them fall in love. Their families would stop being mortal enemies, the Confederation and the Dark Clowns would cease their cold war and I'd earn the Peace Prize and the million kronigs that go with it. I couldn't believe no one else had hit upon such a sure-fire scheme.