**ACTION** "Start of an incredible journey"

**Action** "Start of an incredible journey"
Flight Deck
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"We need an extension cord stat!" yelled Keto.
Nobody moved.
"Just trying to add to the drama." said Keto, limply into the
silence.
"Oh, I felt it." said Dean.
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The team had gathered that consisted of Alota, Johnny B Goode,
Keats, Jack, Kara, Canazza, Tara, Keto, Phil and Jay. Seymour was
still to come.
Dean sat gibbering nervously on a makeshift medi-bed in the corner,
Nurse Starbolt next to him, and pink tree had even turned up and was
trying to calm Dean down by showering him with the last of its
summer blossom.
"Shoppit you wanker, its all going in my hair!" Dean shouted
nervously.
Phil turned on the wormhole cannon. Nobody even knew if it was going
to work, but luckily it worked by remote control so that they would
be able to use it again to revert back to normal size.
"So Phil are you sure this is going to work better than the fruit?"
Alotta asked him, arms folded. Everyone else fidgeted slightly.
Phil waved it off. "Pfft, it'll be fiiine!"
Keto and Jonny B Goode walked over to Dean to try and cheer him
up. "Dean, we've done various medical scans and come up with this
accurate model for navigation and guidelines" said Keto and whipped
out a battery operated game of `Operation'.
"Look if we touch something wrong your nose lights up like this!
Hahaha!"
The game buzzed away making Dean more nervous.
"No seriously, we have scans of your body like a huge map, we'll
know exactly where we are at all times… If we get it the right way
around, hahaha!"
Dean whimpered even more.
Eventually Seymour turned up wearing a khaki suit and safari helmet
with a big camera round his neck, all he needed was a big curly
moustache to finish off the constume.
"Errr… Seymour we're not going on safari!" Said Tara laughing at him.
"No but this is an expedition! And a world first at that! And I
intend to take many photographs to celebrate the occasion and get me-
I well I mean us on the front page of every publication, ahh to see
ones self on the front of the Times…"
Keats prodded his helmet. "Whats this?"
"This me laddio is a Pith, handed down to my by my fathers father-"
Keats nicked it. "Aha so now I'm taking the pith!"
"Give that back you uncouth moron!" Seymour snatched it back.
"Ladies ladies!" Said Jay tapping his foot. "Lets all get inside the
ship and get inside Dean. His eyebrows furrowed as he realised how
dodgy that just sounded."
They all clambered into the Phoenix and sat in their separate
chairs. Jay, Alotta, Keats and Canazza had computer workstations,
the others sat at the back.
"This is my chair?" Complained Seymour. "I ordered a special
orthopaedic comfychair, did you not get my memo? Efof that stupid
alien- having sexual organs on his head really does reduce brain
capacity!"
"Seymour SHUT UP!" Jay shouted, loosing all patience at having his
concentration broken.
"Oh fine, have the ROYAL Ambassador sat on cheap barely adequate
chairs-"
"Seymour!-" Jay started to shout, but the Ambassador took no notice.
But a stern look from Alotta made Seymour sit quickly and squarely
with his legs crossed under the seat and his hands clasped on his
lap. He didn't say another word.
"All systems go!" Canazza announced and Jay started to operate the
Phoenix. The black Midget stood up and its engines revved and hummed
until it was hovering on the flight pad under its own power, when
the legs neatly folded themselves up next to the ship.
Phil pressed his wormhole remote and the air in front of the
hovering Midget started to wibble. Not wobble, it did actually
wibble- and it takes a keen eye to notice the difference. Space
collapsed in on itself and formed a hole, which Jay piloted the
Phoenix into.
There was a buffeting and lots of bright and dark lights flashed
past the window.
"Do we actually know where we're going to end up?" Jack commented
and there was a crash as it they'd landed somewhere. The wormhole
had spat them out.
"Its all brown outside, what is that?"
"Don't tell me we've transported inside Dean already, I know he's
full of sh- woah!"
They all tilted to one side and Jay piloted upwards, then suddenly
seeing a huge gaping mouth he engaged boosters.
"We were inside Jasmines cup of coffee!" Canazza pointed out.
"Ahh that's what it was," Said Seymour. "If it would have been Earl
Grey Tea instead I would have known instantly from the colour and
texture…" but nobody was listening.
Nurse Starbolt was now trying to catch the tiny craft and trap it
inside a syringe. Jay was flying left and right playfully.
"hehe" he laughed, then caught a glimpse at his wifes annoyed
expression and flew into the syringe.
***outside the Phoenix***
Nurse Starbolt caught the miniature craft and held the syringe in
her hand.
"Now Dean, I want you to pull your pants down, lie on the table and
face that way please."
"oka- Hang on! Pants down? Whaddya mean pants down? I thought this
was going in my thigh not my arse!"
"Ahh well we tell you that just so its not so bad. Actually its less
painful in the buttock, so you should be glad…"
"Glad?! I'm not glad anyones going inside me at all, they'll
probably come out and tell me what I've had for dinner last week."
"Just bend over please Mr Thomas."
Dean turned away, undid his trousers and pulled them down.
"Okay then, lets… ugh, that's filthy- hold on while I just wipe it,
its disgusting."
"EXCUSE ME?!!" Shouted Dean.
"Oh sorry, I was just talking about the needle. There we go, its
going in now."
4 miles away in the mining section of the ship, Keith Wirrals was
certain he could hear Dean scream.
***In the Phoenix***
"Well this is an experience!" said Jay
"What seeing Deans ass through a syringe?" said Phil
"Well that as well, but the view is certainly different to space."
And he was right, they were in a vein and lots of blood cells and
platelets could be seen rushing past, as well as blobs of nutrients
and swirling gaseous plasma mixing it all together.
"So what's the plan?" Jay said. Keeping the ship away from the vein
wall, the last thing he wanted to worry about is giving Dean
internal bleeding.
Keto fumbled with a huge map of Deans circulatory system. "Take a
left, no right, it's the valve that goes straight to the left
ventricle"
"Ventricle…" Said Alotta, "Hangon, that's the heart! Why are we
going to his heart! That's a big dangerous! We could be killed in a
heartbeat!"
"Literally!" Piped in Canazza.
Keto wrestled with the big paper map. "The heart pumps blood
straight to the brain, so following that flow is the best and
fastest way to get up to where the chip is!! And because I say so!"
"Take a left, no right! Why is that blood flowing that way?"
There was a flash.
"Seymour stop taking pictures!"
"I never knew the human body could be so jolly artistic, I'm going
to make all these into slides and invite everyone round for a
candlelight supper."
***half an hour later***
"We're lost aren't we?"
"Well not lost as such, I do now actually think I know where we are.
But your not going to like it." Admitted Keto.
"Where?"
"In his big toe."
"What? We couldn't BE any further away! How did we get there?"
"I think in all honesty, -his heart is in the wrong place! We should
have passed it on the left! Did anyone see a heart?"
There were mumbles in the back. This was like a day trip with your
parents.
<Tag. Go for it anyone on the Phoenix!!>