Friday Flash: The Interstellar Feller: In Which An Unpleasant Conclusion Is Reached

Sonneteer's note: this is the latest installment of an on-going sonnet serial, Pepito Mojito: The Interstellar Feller. New readers can get up to speed by clicking on the "Interstellar Feller" tag below to bring up all installments. Start at the bottom and read your way up to today's...

No more on foot; Yectara promptly calls
The shuttle down. Soon she and Dr. Vuhl
And Pepi are in flight. And now it falls
To other crewmen to assay the cruel
Fate of Pepito's captors, standing dead.
Some residue is left in cups; it proves
To be mojito analogs. With dread
The xenochemist, Quodlaro, removes
To where he has seen growing an odd plant
That smells like mint but is, he's fairly sure,
Most deadly toxic, pest-bane, one that can't
Be made safe for consumption. With a pure
And earnest look of horror he concludes
Pepito killed his hosts with drink and food!