Junior Earplug Adventures: Natural Selection (Part 8)

If the trans-galactic crew of the crashed saucer thought that they had plenty of time to depart the crater, they were sadly mistaken…

…because their departure had disturbed the fine balance of ignition and combustible materials within the ruined vessel. With almost no warning powerful jets of energy began erupting from the wreck…

And they all had to run like flipping heck…

But within seconds of taking to their heels, the crew became aware of a brilliant light that glared…er…brilliantly, and bathed them in it’s potentially deadly…ah…light…

They had just enough time to fall flat on their faces before…


 The crater from which the indefatigable prospectors emerged had formed in the most deserted region of the museum: so it was a bloody long way to anywhere, and as a consequence of this, no one actually witnessed the sudden burst of radiation and light released by the explosion. Not that the former crew cared; they were just glad to be alive…

“Cor”, the turquoise-eyed Wilhelm von Schnottgobbling exclaimed, “That was exciting. Right: so where do we go from here?”

Of course none of the group had the first idea where they actually were; so any direction was acceptable to them.

“This radiation is playing havoc with the local weather system.”  The yellow-eyed science officer, Buddy Napalm informed the others. “I wouldn’t be surprised if this whole region is plunged into an ice-age in the next five minutes. So might I suggest that we race away in any direction without delay?

The space prospectors had encountered many differing climates in their travels, but they all agreed that ice-ages were the most disconcerting. So without resorting to logic, they initiated a mad dash that they prayed would take them to safety…

Unfortunately they had spent too long in conversation, and before they had covered more than ten metres, the ground beneath their space-sandalled feet froze solid.

“Blast and bum wipe.” The sole native of Scroton exclaimed, “I lost my thermal insoles in the crash. Now I’ll probably succumb to frost bite. On a personal level, this is an utter disaster!”

To be continued…

© Paul Trevor Nolan 


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Writer of silly tales, taker of pictures, and all round good egg
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5 Responses to Junior Earplug Adventures: Natural Selection (Part 8)

  1. Jayne higgs says:

    Wilhelm Von Schnottgobbling.Fabulous!

  2. Tooty Nolan says:

    I had to think of a name in a hurry. Would you believe it – that was the first one to enter my head.

  3. Jayne higgs says:

    Sorry I seemed to have repeated my self here…lol

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