Getting it together

Dren and Dirk sat in Parrotts' drinking. "Where in the smeg did you come up
with that anti-theft doo-hickey?" Dren finally asked.
"Well,.... actually it's not an anti-theft device. It was supposed to be a
smokeless ashtray I built for father's day when I was 8." He took a sip of his
beer. "Actually, it kind of worked. My dad stopped smoking after that."
After a few beer, Dirk returned to his quarters. Hours of work on his computer
was downloaded and transmitted, with a personal message, via deep space comm
relays, back to Space Corps headquarters on Earth. "There," he sighed, laying
back on the chair. "I've done what I had to do."
EARTH: SPACE CORPS HQ
General Higgs was in the middle of a conference via the comm screen. "I
understand very well, Gen. Cosby; but there is nothing that can be done about
that now."
"Well, you see," said the man on the screen while rolling his eyes and moving
his hands in weird gestures, "WHEN YOU HAVE....A MIX UP... LIKE THIS... it needs
to be resolved quickly. OR ELSE... the men get anxious. And when they get
anxious they start making the googly eyes with googly-googly mixed with the
ho-ho-ho-ho-ho."
"I understand(?) your point, Gen., and promise to try and get to the bottom of
it. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, with the Jello pudding." The screen flickered out and returned to its
natural black.
"Gen. Higgs," a voice came over the intercom on his desk. "We have received a
sub-space message for you from a Science Officer Dirk Bell."
"Bell, eh? In trouble already? Download it to my station." The information
appeared on the computer screen in front of him. He read it with the impression
that it would be a request to bury another incident, which would have been
denied. Instead, it was something that shocked the general, who was close to
retirement. "Ms. Appleton?"
"Yes, Gen.?"
"Where is the Blue Dwarf now?"
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