He\'s Pilot Supreme, He Hates Brylcreem, He\'s Jay! Jay! Ja-a-a-y!

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Who: Alota, Jay, Chen, Shakesy
Where: Starbug (Almost destroyed)
When: 76:89 (Shakesy needs a new watch.)
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"Take it away Jay," the bug slowly started its assent up into the
air, Alota peered out of the exit door
"Right ok Jay, take it away slowly."
"Um, I hateth to be interrupting such a fine and delicate operation
as thou hath going," said Shakespeare from his seat. "But thou bug
does hath shields? Or at least a device such like?" he asked.
Alota's grin vanished.
"Um, Jay? Does the bug have shields or devices like them?"
"Why?" Called Chrysler from the cockpit.
"Yeah, Doc, why?" asked Alota.
Shakespeare stood up, a perplexed expression on his face as the bug
slowly got higher.
"Thy reason is thus, what if thy spandexed person's attempt to
shoot our vessel to thy ground. Assuming thateht twas what happened
time previous with this bug? Thy spandex fellows seem of the sort to
have much advanced technology and annoyed they could well be for
disrturbing thoust experiments and stealing prisoners. I nay fancy
dieing in a bug crash."
Alota was silent.
"Well, Jay?" she finalled asked. "Does the bug have shields?"
There was silence from the cockpit.
"Maybe," said Chrysler in a quiet voice.
"Poop," said Shakespeare.
"Looks, guys," called Chrysler, flying the bug over the open canopy
in a circular sweep and locate pattern.
"There's no need to worry, I could fly a brick if you put two wings
on it. I'm the best pilot there is. And I don't take too kindly to
people shooting at a craft I'm piloting. I can fly us out of any fix
we find ourselves in. Just look at how my plan to find Chen was a
complete success."
Shakespeare and Alota looked at each other, confused.
"What dost thou mean?"
"I deliberately got myself captured so that the Spandex guys would
take me to the place where they were keepign Chen. That's why I
touched the can. The tribal elder said Chen was taken by the people
who looked after the can, I thought if I did the same then I'd find
him," he lied. Chrysler didn't want them to know it was a fluke.
"Really? Cripes, a tale of heroism," said Shakespeare, returning
to his seat.
Alota looked out of the exit door and her gaze passed from tree to
tree in the vain hope of finding the other bug.
"There, there it is!" she shouted after what seemed like half an
hour.
"Which direction?"
"Left, um, nine o'clock," she said. Shakespeare wandered into the
main area and tapped Alota on the back.
"Yes doc?" she asked, turnign around.
"Chen, our guest, hath the most amazing biological setup I hath
ever seens't . He hath more alcohol in hith bloodstream than he doth
blood. That man ith a beer guzzling machine."
Alota laughed.
"Nevermind Doc, we found the other bug. We'll be home soon, and we
can fix him up on the Blue Dwarf."
Shakespeare looked over Alota's shoulder at the fast approaching
bug.
"Don;t be too sureth about that plan, my good friend," he said,
worriedly.
"What?" asked Alota, turning around also.
"Thou beaties are back," he said poitning at the other Starbug.
Crawling all over it's hull and around it's legs and the nearby
forest were the beasties that had been attacking them since day one.
"Now what?" asked Shakespeare.
<Alota, Jay, what a situation we've got into. Care to get us out?>
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Lister: Why would a haddock kill itself? Why am I even askign that
question?
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