Seymour +Harris - "How to Crash a Royal ship" pt1

Who: Chris Harris and Seymour Niples
Where: On Queen Brittany's stolen ship
When: After they got away
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"Lets get out of here!" Said Seymour, then with excitement in his
voice he added. "Oh this is jolly exhilarating, I feel like a space
pirate!"
Chris used his piloting knowledge and sealed off all the dockign ports
and prepared the ship for interstellar flight. he pulled the large
cruiser away from the space station.
They were free, they had both succeded in their task.
They headed towards the moon of Charon..... followed by several small
Police ships with their sirens blaring.
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"What are those sirens?" asked Seymour, hearing the crackly sound
through the ship-to-ship intercom.
A ship pulled up alongside them, it was highlighted against on of
Mars' moons `Phobos'. The small blue and yellow ship flashed it's
lights at them.
"Oh no, it's the fuzz!" Said Harris.
"I'm done for!" Shouted Seymour worriedly, "I'll never be a Royal
Ambassador anymore with a criminal record."
The police ship indicated for them to pull over.
"No, don't do it! I'd rather run away as a renegade than face the
Queen after I have shamed her like this… being arrested for stealing
the ship from the very Queen I serve!" Seymour whined.
"Oh stop being melodramatic!" Harris said. "We're almost safe, look."
He pointed ahead of them on the radar, and Seymour could see a small
ship on the far side of the solar system. It began shooting EM
missiles at them.
"What is this?" said Seymour. He ducked for safety under the desk but
the shots never hit them. Instead the long-range shots hit the police
ships that were following them. The EM missiles hit the police ships,
which lost all power immediately and started drifting, being quickly
left behind.
Chris and Seymour shot past them in their stolen Royal ship. They
headed towards the ship that had just saved them.
"Excuse me Mister Harris but I think I need an explanation. I thought
YOU were helping ME steal this ship for Dr Keto?"
Harris grinned. "Sit back and enjoy the ride Seymour." Chris said smugly.
"That's Ambassador Niples to you!" Seymour said grumpily folding his
arms. "I should have known you were up to something when you helped me
so easily." He paused then added. "Traitor. So what are you getting
out of this? Money? Glory? Or is it just to make an example of the
Royal family? As if you need to make the Queen look even MORE silly!"
"No Seymour be quiet…"
Then the image of Queen Brittany appeared on the main viewer. Seymour
was immediately shocked, he instinctively went down on one knee. "You
Majesty…. I… you may wonder why it looks like I'm stealing your ship….
I… um… actually I'm stopping this traitor from stealing it!"
He tried to punch Chris in the arm, but he just got pushed away.
The Queen rolled her eyes. "Don't worry Seymour, I asked Chris here to
steal this ship for insurance freud. Do you know how much that ship
was insured for?"
Seymour groaned. He pointed accusing fingers at both of them. "Both of
you! You could have told me!"
Brittany laughed. But just as she did, her image was broken up on the
screen by static. It was replaced by an image of a police car shooting
at them.
"I thought we got rid of these guys? Oh no! I'm going to get arrested
after all!" Seymour panicked.
Harris turned the ship around to avoid the police. The Queen's ship
was a luxury cruiser, and not designed for fighting at all. It had
several trendy wine bars, two pools, three nightclubs, but no weapons
or shields.
Chris flew towards Phobos and slingshotted them around back towards
Mars itself.
"Be careful! There's a big red planet ahead of us!"
"That would be Mars Seymour."
"I know that, just don't hit it!"
"I'll pretend to take us down into the atmosphere, I don't think those
small police ships can take re-entry."
Seymour held on as he saw the clouds of Mars' atmosphere envelop the
ship. He felt a warmth coming from the nose and started to wonder
something. "This is a pleasure cruiser, are you sure that WE can take
re-entry?"
Chris' eyes bulged. "Aw crap."
He quickly checked the drivers manual. "Aw crap!"
"What? What does it say?" Asked Seymour.
"It says we're going to crash."
"Aw fiddlesticks." Said Seymour.
"It says we don't even have any landing legs." Said Harris.
"Aw fiddlesticks." Said Seymour.
The Queen's yacht penetrated Mars's thick murky atmosphere. It's gaudy
Union Flag paintwork looked darker against the Martian sunset.
At breakneck speeds, they caught their first sight of civilisation
below. They could clearly see Mars' large domed buildings and
industrial terraforming plants. The bulking ship knocked a chimney off
one of the large plants.
Seymour saw his entire life pass in front of him. He actually hugged
Chris for comfort until Chris pushed him away. "Get off I'm crashing
here!"
"Want me to ring Dean up for tips?" Seymour reached for his phone,
then pointed forwards. "Watch out for that mountain!… Watch out for
that tree!"
They were dangerously close to the ground now. The ship looked like a
flying cruise boat. It had a pointed bottom, and in no way looked like
it was meant to land.
"Do you see that pub there?" Seymour pointed.
"Now is not the time to go for a beer Seymour!"
"Tsk. When have you ever heard of me wanting to `go for a beer'? I
mean AVOID that pub!"
"Ah yeah!"
Only several metres from the ground now, the gravity pulling on the
ship was too much to change direction, but Chris could still bank. He
twisted the ship onto it's side to narrowly avoid the pub. A side wing
however split a picnic table in half, and spilled Phil's beer.
<To be continued...>