Star Trek: Starbase 777

As Paco was transported to his quarters, the great king of the Grand Army of the Imperial Tribble Empire was unceremoniously plopped down to the floor from a small height. A humiliating fall of such, or what could've been a glorious legacy of intergalactic sci-fi domination... From the ground, Paco clenched his fist as he took deep breaths of actual fresh fucking air, using what little energy he had to crawl towards his most loyal subject, Myc the Mycelium Tribble, which he got from the stations raffle not too long ago somehow. "You made an enemy of me... Chive of Rake...." Paco said in a low, growly, lego batman-esque voice as he sat upon his throne... a.k.a., the chair of his work station, petting Myc very menacingly like a evil supervillan does with their cat. "you may have won... but soon... shall get my REVENGE!" The deposed king declared, still very much disoriented, confused, and slowly on the verge of probably passing out. "This pathetic starbase will fall before mee... then the quadrant, then...ALL OF SPACE STARBUCKS! and you... my most loyal tribble companion... will rule it beside me...." Paco added, continuing to mumble on in his evil Chaotica villain monologue before laughing manically. Paco then collapsed after a full minute of that, plopping straight down to his desk, finally getting some rest after that whole ordeal. (edited)

Probably a few minutes/hours later after his deposition from the Game of Tribbles as The Great High Tribble King, PaConqueror of ~~Space Westeros~~ the Beta Quadrant, Trainee ACSO Paco Umali finally roused himself awake from his slumber, and groaned in slight discomfort as he got himself up from the uncomfortable position he passed out in and reached out for his Tribble, Myc, who had been napping ontop of his head for the time being. "W-what's going on, Myc? why am I here?" He asked the mycellium tribble as he stretched and looked around to find himself at his quarters, only able to remember fragments of the turbolift tribble troubles he had as he weakly reached to his Commbadge and pressed it, pet tribble on hand for emotional support.