A Very, Very Top Secret Stealthy Hidey mission?

"Nonsense, it was just a bad fall." said Dean, sounding unconvinced. They ran down the stairs at the side of the bay, and entered the phoenix through the hole where the windscreen was. Dean looked at Tara's limp body. "Bugger.....you going to Jay about the Phoenix or shall I?" "DEAN! What about Tara?" "Oh yeah..." Amber came running into the Phoenix."Mom! Call the medi-bay! quickly!"
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Cerebrum smoothly swung out of a ventilation shaft and landed in front of Dean. He was wearing his black uniform, with his black pants, black shirt, black stealth body armor, black hat and black sunglasses. He glanced around, then said. "Follow me, and keep quiet."
"Crikey" said Dean, "a man in black. Most certainly." 'After all,' thought Dean, 'black was an official colour. Hang on,' Dean's brain then said, 'it's Cerebrum..'
"Erm.. Cerebrum? Where we going?"
"I said keep quiet!"
 "I'm no fool...." said Dean, "you're going to the shuttlebay."
"Gosh." Cerbrum sarcastically intoned, "however did you notice that?"
"It says so on this sign here." said Dean, before reading "Shuttle Landing Bay - This Way"
 "That sign is just an alien plot to confuse you," Cerebrum stated, as they stepped into the landing bay. "Now, I need a pilot. Unfortunately, all of them are busy, so I need you to fly me to the diplomatic mission."
"Oooh, I can't do that. Jay told me to stay here..." started Dean,
"My orders override his." Cerebrum said, shortly. "Now, choose a starbug, any starbug, as long its that one." Cerebrum pointed at a black craft.
"Oooh.. stealthy" said Dean.
"Yes, I've installed several cunning devices in it that should make the mission much easier," there was a large bin full of various electronics nearby. "Those are the parts that are left over, I don't know what they do. Anyway, I'll be reimbursing you for your trip. How does five hundred bottles of vodka sound?"
"It sounds like quite a party." said Dean, "I accept, but on one condition."
"Oh?" said Cerebrum, "I don't like conditions."
"I know, but this is an important one."
"Go on..."
"Could you put that part back in the starbug?"
"Why, what's it do?"
"It's the joystick." said Dean, simply.
"Oh, all right, if you insist," Cerebrum muttred, pulling out a screwdriver. "The vodka's in the back, you can start drinking it now." "Um, you don't mind me drinking alcohol before I fly?"  "Dean, the problem with alcohol is that it makes a person very incompetent at doing things. And nothing personnel, but very incompetent is an improvement compared to your normal flying skills."
"Ok, you have got me there. But I still can't do it."
"Why not?"
"Well, lockdown. No alcohol for any of the crew - I'll drink it on the way back. No problems."
Dean and Cerebrum climbed up into the bug, and Cerebrum started to reattach the joystick.
 "Now, let me activated the stealthy hidey devivce," Cerebrum said, after reataching the joystick. "And they won't see us coming." He pushed the button, and in, one by one order, the other starbugs in the bay blew up. "Doh, must have miswired it into the radio detonator."
 "Well, we can let Efof deal with it, now that I'm leaving, he's the most senior flight officer on the ship."
"That's probably an improvement" said Cerebrum.
The Bug lifted out the bay, and started to cruise towards the exit....backwards. "I'm pretty sure as to what some of those missing bits did now." said Dean, as Cerebrum struggled to find the correct button for the techinically named "hidey thing".
 
Joint Post - by Dean "Oooh.. Stealthy" Thomas and Cerebrum...