"We Take-off When Sir?"

"Easy..." Elwood said from behind some furry dice; "The best place to find something like that would be onboard a nuclear wessel"There was a pause as everyone glanced somewhat curiously at the ubër skutter, who shifted his weight and tried again."I mean a nuclear vessel..." he said apologetically; "Sorry... I'm not quite sure what happened then..."<END SNIP>
"He's right." said Dean, "in 1984 the US Navy did have several nuclear submarines. With the bug's advanced radar it'll be no probs finding it. Only problem being that if we go underwater on marine propulsion they'll just blow us to pieces and possibly think we were Russian, starting world war three. But that's a small price."
"All those in favour say aye." said Jay
"AYE!"
"I agree." started Dean,
"Oh god, how long to the lingering effects of Dean's DNA Brightness last?" sighed Phil,
"But," continued Dean, "would one nuclear sub provide us with enough atoms?"
WD-40 spoke up from the screen. "I was thinking the same thing sir, it's a worry."
"Surely it would give us enough." said Amber.
"Oh, yes, eventually." said Jay, starting to realise what WD-40 and Dean were on about, "but we don't have the time. Presumably we're gonna have to infiltrate this submarine, without them noticing, and steal the atoms. That doesn't give us very long."
"I make it 30 minutes according to my calculations."
"No." said Dean, "It's 34. Carry the 7."
"Oh yes, my mistake sir."
Alota could be seen over at the phone, rapidly dialling a number. "HELLO? CEREBRUM? I'm HALLUCINATING AGAIN!"
"I'm afraid the phone won't work." said Jay
"Why not?"
"Well, when Deano here was a monkey, he chewed through the cable."
"Smeg."
"Precisely. It was surprisingly tasty though." said Dean, as an afterthought.
"Ok, how about Dean and WD-40 talk it through, whilst we all take a break?" said Zodar
"EEEEEEEEEEE!" added MP.
 
<SOME HOURS LATER>
 
Phil got up from his chair, passed the comm screen where Dean was sitting, with masses of paper and talking animatedly with WD-40 about quasar strengths, relative time-ratios and alike.
"Jay."
Jay just snored on.
"Jay?"
And still he snored.
"JAY!"
Nothing.
"JAY! ALOTA'S OUTSIDE BEING SHAGGED BY MP!"
"WHAT!?" yelled Jay, leaping upright.
"Nothing, just wanted your attention." asked Phil, "What happened to Jack and Keats? We've not heard from them in a while."
"Since the DNA Modifier. They ran off somewhere." said Jay, trying to remember.
"So, you've lost 1 of our department, and one of..." Phil remembered Jack's application form, "...everyone else's."
"Looks like it." said Jay, "Now can I get back to sleep. It was me, a certain woman, and 1 gallon of whipped cream."
"It had better have been me." said Alota, suddenly appearing behind Jay's chair.
"ARGH!" Jay bolted upright, for the second time, and whacked into Phil.
The two senior officers, fell to the floor, clasping their noses and moaning gently.
"Job done." said a rather satisfied Alota, before wandering back over to the girl half of the bug's room, which in contrary to the guy's half, was not full of snoring or curry, just nattering and chocolate.
 
<1 HOUR LATER>
 
"You have anything dew yet?" said Jay to Dean, trying to talk through his rather bloody nose. And failing.
"Well, from what we can see." said Dean, "We need a nuclear powerplant."
"But." interjected WD-40, "We're willing to try the nuclear submarine. If all else fails, it should at least get us into the future someway, and, if we're lucky, we can get to 2020, when most of the world's powerplants were nuclear."
"Ok." said Jay. Then he turned to everyone and yelled. "Get to your bugs, we take off in ARGH!"
Jay was submerged in a sea of kippers.
"Aw, smeg." said Alota, "I thought Dean was going to make that announcement."
 
Dean "Still Smart. Just." Thomas