As I'm planning to do subsequent (mini?)episodes with 
and my own hero in which they 'borrow' each other now and then and have some more shared adventures and I'm trying to still improve and refine my style where necessary, I'd like to know if any of you folks would enjoy such a scene (possible spoilers):
What do you think, would you actually laugh? 
and my own hero in which they 'borrow' each other now and then and have some more shared adventures and I'm trying to still improve and refine my style where necessary, I'd like to know if any of you folks would enjoy such a scene (possible spoilers):
[...] hesitatingly read out the translations her computer had provided her with. "Well, the *insert species name later* Ambassador basically says that he is quite displeased - to say the least - with the fact that he and his staff have to wait so long until they're let forward to you..." She swallowed hard and her voice became a bit shaky. "And further he suggests that you, er, 'make Love'... with your 'Maternal Breeder'..." - "Woah!", Robbie gasped, instantly getting pretty much of an idea what THAT probably meant. "Go tell him that a)I'm not THAT desperate as I have a beautiful, hot wife and thus a sufficient, fulfilling sex-life and that b)his lips, or snout or beak or whatever he may have attached to his face - if you can actually call it one - may have close contact with HIS Maternal Breeder's rectal orifice.", he muttered while turning away. showed a surprisingly dirty smile when she replied: "With pleasure, your Majesty..." Only moments later, at first one could hear an outraged-sounding, angry growl which quickly morphed into an even louder, heartly laughter. Cue 'Star Wars cut' to a costly banquet with Rob and the Ambassador sitting next to each other with the latter holding a jar of beer in one of his three-fingered, clawed hands while using the other one to pat on the former's back in a friendly, fraternizing way but strong enough that he almost threw up his own innards...
hesitatingly read out the translations her computer had provided her with. "Well, the *insert species name later* Ambassador basically says that he is quite displeased - to say the least - with the fact that he and his staff have to wait so long until they're let forward to you..." She swallowed hard and her voice became a bit shaky. "And further he suggests that you, er, 'make Love'... with your 'Maternal Breeder'..." - "Woah!", Robbie gasped, instantly getting pretty much of an idea what THAT probably meant. "Go tell him that a)I'm not THAT desperate as I have a beautiful, hot wife and thus a sufficient, fulfilling sex-life and that b)his lips, or snout or beak or whatever he may have attached to his face - if you can actually call it one - may have close contact with HIS Maternal Breeder's rectal orifice.", he muttered while turning away. showed a surprisingly dirty smile when she replied: "With pleasure, your Majesty..." Only moments later, at first one could hear an outraged-sounding, angry growl which quickly morphed into an even louder, heartly laughter. Cue 'Star Wars cut' to a costly banquet with Rob and the Ambassador sitting next to each other with the latter holding a jar of beer in one of his three-fingered, clawed hands while using the other one to pat on the former's back in a friendly, fraternizing way but strong enough that he almost threw up his own innards...
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