"Let me stop ya right there, kid. Will and I are two of the longest-serving members of this ship's crew. We've been through more together than I care to remember right now, so believe me when I say that Will is probably THE most qualified person here to captain the ship." stated the iguana guy. The irritation was evident in his voice. 

Fiddlesticks didn't notice him before for he was asleep for a portion of the gathering. He seemed like one of the relatively quieter members of the crew, alongside the giant spider. Fiddlesticks has known only one other type of reptiloid before. They resembled chameleons. Their skin changed colour depending on their mood. They always snatched flies out of the air with their really long tongues whenever they flew too close. Both characteristics Fiddlesticks admired. He found them to be very chill people, easy to talk to. Fiddlesticks wasn't sure about this iguana dude though. He seemed a bit too serious and uptight for his liking. Fiddlesticks felt that it wasn't a good idea to anger him.

Before Fiddlesticks could clumsily stammer out an apology the iguana guy proceeded to have his say on the possible mission whilst enjoying a sweet lollipop. Fiddlesticks decided to be careful around him from then on.

"I agree with Vanessa. I'm much more suited to combat then the rest of you, and even I don't like that one. I'm fine with any other mission though. I just want a nice adventure" chimed in the robotic maid. "And I'm your answer to pirates there Fiddlesticks. Why else did you think you have a nice lady like me?" It asked giving him an ominous wink. This model had a charming personality as well as a sense of humour. Fiddlesticks began to really take a shine to it. He was eager to see what a robotic maid could do in battle in particular. Maybe it would spray washing detergent into the space pirates eyes or something. That would be useful, and fragrant.

In response to the challenge issued by Fiddlesticks, the swarm of bees burst into action. It was way too fast and seemingly chaotic for Fiddlesticks to fully comprehend. First, each bee presented their individual weapons. Then they issued their collective battle cry. Finally, a seperate swarm brought in a mini gun and placed it onto the table. And almost as soon as it started, the mini gun was taken away and it was all over. The mysterious voice within the hive then proceeded to ask for more suggestions from the crew about what mission to take.

As the crew has already observed, Fiddlesticks was prone to loud and unexpected outbursts. He was an excitable fellow after all. He tried to hold back but he just couldn't contain himself anymore. "Oh my gosh! THAT WAS AMAZING!" shouted fiddlesticks. He was loud enough to elicit some annoyed stares and a few shooshes in his direction from some of the the other diners. Fiddlesticks was confident that no space pirate was gonna mess with them with this thing in charge. 

Fiddlesticks cleared his throat "Oh I mean, uhh, I'm sorry I doubted you captain." he said to the swarm of bees. That was the first time that he ever met a hyper intelligent sentient swarm of bees that shared a single consciousness. Fiddlesticks never knew that such a thing was possible. The Galaxy was a much larger place than Fiddlesticks realised.

"Anyone want some? It tastes... interesting. Not as good as chocolate, but its not super bad either." said the robot maid, tilting its head with a happy look in its eyes. "Or does anyone want something else? Lots of carbon to make stuff with." Fiddlesticks noticed that it returned after wandering off to gorge itself on the free ice cream. It also ate ice cream!?

"Hey! I could really go for some meat ice cream as well. I've always wanted to try that flavour." Fiddlesticks told the robot maid. He had some ideas about the possible mission himself, but that had to wait for now. Ribs and ice cream first, always.