Junior Earplug Adventures: Those Magnificent Earplugs (Part 4)

Well what Magnuss wanted from Sinclair Brooch was the ship’s surgeon – Doctor Pin Tang Slop…


“Hiya, Magnuss.” Pin Tang said cheerfully, “What can I do for you?”

“Well,” Magnuss replied, “I was wondering if it was possible to turn a pinky-orange earplug gold.”

“Funny you should ask that question at this precise moment,” Pin Tang said enthusiastically, “because I’ve been developing a liquid that is injected into an earplug that will alter his or her colour for a limited period. I’ve no idea what it could be used for, but I had lots of fun developing it. Would you like to see it?”

It was a stupid question: of course Magnuss wanted to see it…


“I’ve given it the really catchy name of PO9 2DZ.” Pin Tang informed Magnuss and Hair-Trigger, after he’d led them to the medical facility. “And I call the infusing mechanism, Calvin. Would you like to try it?”

This too was a stupid question – though not quite so stupid once Calvin had been inserted into Magnuss’ bottom…


But Magnuss got exactly what he wanted from the PO9 2DZ…


“You look fantastic.” Hair-Trigger gushed. “You are probably the first golden earplug in all of earplug history.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Magnuss replied as they made their way towards the shuttle bay…


“And according to Doctor Slop I can change back to my normal colour any time I want to – which should be often, so he says. Apparently the less I use the PO9 2DZ, the longer it lasts.”

So, five minutes later, after a  quick kiss from Hair-Trigger, and a slightly less quick trip to the lavatory, Magnuss boarded K’Plank’s old flying saucer, and launched into open space…


Soon he was plunging into the cable end planet’s atmosphere via the northern polar region, where, he hoped, the magnetic field should hide his vessel from electronic detection…


To further avoid detection, he slowed the flying saucer’s speed to a relative crawl…


But little did Magnuss know, far away, but directly upon his flight path, two survivors from a sunken pleasure boat, bobbed up and down upon a choppy nighttime ocean…


“Urk,” the grey cable end, known to his compatriots as Hooter, complained. “I wasn’t happy on that huge pleasure craft, before it sunk: in this life boat I feel sick as a parrot.”

His yellow chum – Rik van Tinkler – didn’t respond; he was too unconscious from over-vomiting.

This situation would continue until daybreak – when Magnuss spotted them directly ahead of his craft…


“Oh-no,” he wailed as the boat came closer very quickly…


“I can’t just pass these poor fellows by: I’ll have to save them from a watery grave. Bugger!”

At first neither Rik nor Hooter were aware of the alien saucer as it hovered above them…


But when Magnuss put it on auto-pilot, placed a cheerful yellow sombrero upon his head, and stepped out of the cupola to shout encouragingly to them…


…they couldn’t help but notice.

“We’re saved!” Hooter cried out with glee.

“Or we’re about to be abducted by aliens.” A more cautious Rik suggested.

But having little other choice, both cable ends clambered aboard the saucer, and were grateful for the lift to a far away island, where Magnuss landed, and dropped them off…


But this act was to have ramifications.

© Paul Trevor Nolan



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Writer of silly tales, taker of pictures, and all round good egg
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