Definitely Dean I'm afraid

  The sledge at the back was evidently having some trouble - it was gradually falling away from the rest of the vehicles, and appeared to be heading...  "Directly towards us!" blinked Keto, "That'll smash the window and kill us all!"  "As I was saying," continued Tara, smiling, "There are some emergency spacesuits back in the AR suite."  "I hate you."<END SNIP>
"So," said Jay, from the back of the sleigh, "remind me, at which point did we decided to let Dean try to land a ship with no navigation system?"
"I'm not to sure on that one either." said WW, "But this way, if it goes wrong. We can blame Dean."
"But wouldn't we do that anyway?" aksed Jasmine.
"Well, yes." said Phil,
"But this way it makes us feel better psychologically." Cerebrum pointed out.
"My god." said WW.
"I know, it appears our psychiatrist knows something about psychology." said Jay, "I was as shocked as you."
"EVERYBODY DOWN!" yelled Dean, throwing himself into the hole (for teh presents) at the back, thus joining Jas, Phil, MP, WW, Cerebrum and Jay.
"ARGH! MY ARM!" he shouted, before
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"Great."
"Fantastic."
"Smegging brilliant." added Jay. "We bounced off. Of all the smegging luck! We bounced off! Even with Dean piloting, the man who normally coldn't bounce off a bouncy castle, managed to amke us bounce off."
"See?" said Cerebrum, "It did make you feel better."
"So, to clarify." said WW, "We are drifting, ammoless, and with no form of navigation or propulsion, away from the dwarf, towards the sun."
"Yeah." said Phil.
"Well, that DIDN'T make me feel better." said Jasmine, "I've a good mind to break Dean's OTHER arm now."
"Heeey.." said Dean, hurt.
 
Dean "THUNK" Thomas