Efof- "Chocolate Surfer"

Who: Efof Yuwan'Kar, Mark McJohn
Where: Flight Deck
When: After the meeting
Efof walked into the Flight Deck and saw McJohn checking his stuff.
"Book to read on the trip, check. .357 Revolver, check. Night vision
goggles, check. Change of underwear, check. ..." he heard him say,
so Efof threw down a bag of his things. It was much much lighter,
which made him lean over and look very suspiciously at what McJohn
had in his bag. As he leaned closer, McJohn started to feel
uncomfortable and pull his bag closer to him.
"So what have YOU packed Efof?"
"Packed? Oh, erm… well I just thought it was JMC policy to carry
these bags around… I didn't know we were actually supposed to put
anything in them…."
McJohn looked at him.
"But I've got a spare change of hats in case I get nervous, a
postcard and a spoon…"
"What's the spoon for?" Asked McJohn. Efof looked thoughtfully at
the spoon, then at McJohn. "Well the refridgeration units aren't
working right…. So doesn't that mean that it wont be long before the
ice-cream melts?"
"Hold on, You're right!"
"Theres a big vat of ice cream on deck 58 that supplies the vending
machines" Said Efof. "We can't let it go to waste!"
McJohn looked at him and slowly smiled. "Did you bring an extra
spoon?"
Efof shook his head.
"I can use my hands!"
***An hour later***
Efof and mcJohn sat at the bottom of a metal container, the ice
cream that they couldn't eat had dripped away on the floor, or
through a ventilation pipe that was probably going to drip through
the someone's quarters and give them a very sticky floor.
McJohn groaned and rubbed his stomach. Efof jumped up and down
excitedly. "Okay so that was the strawberry flavour, how about the
chocolate chip?!"
"You want more?" McJohn groaned. "Its probably all melted by now."
Just as he said that, Efof had unbolted the door on another storage
vat and started tugging on the sticky door.
Suddenly the door gave way and a todal wave of sticky melted ice
cream with chocolate chips knocked him backwards and flowed him down
the corridor. Efof screamed as the tidal wave dropped him over a
balcony into the next food storage deck, where it combined with a
big crate of thawed chock-ices. Frightful of drowning (in possibly
the nicest way ever) Efof grasped at a floating packet of wafers and
stood on it like a surfboard.
***Flight Deck***
The away-team gathered around the Phoenix, Jay looked at his
watch. "Trust Efof and McJohn to be late!" He muttered. Then looked
up as he heard a roaring noise. Efof burst through the flight deck
door surfing on a wave of chocolate chips and multi-coloured ice
cream.
"What the?!" People said as the liquid soaked them up to their knees
before dissipating.
McJohn came ambling in after Efof, looking wet and sticky. "Stop
mucking about you two, we have a mission to do!" Said Jay, getting
everyone into the Phoenix.
Efof climbed in, licking himself, Jack wiped the chocolate off his
feet and gunblade. "We better not be attacked by wasps now!" he
muttered.
The flight deck pressurised and the Blue Midget took off, the lack
of temperature suddenly turned all the liquid back into ice cream.
When the Phoenix had gone, half the crew massed into the flight deck
to clean the place up, armed only with spoons.