Junior Earplug Adventures: Natural Selection (Part 14)


For a moment both alien earplugs stood stock-still in amazement. Then they all but threw themselves into the exhibit…

“In the name of the Supreme Being’s cod piece.” Tufty blurted like an excited chimney sweep, “They have both Mark Fours and Mark Fives. This is wondrous news.”

“Let’s take the news to Brock and the others.” Galve replied gleefully. “With either thruster any flying saucer will easily attain escape velocity and gain orbit in a few seconds flat. Then it’ll just be a simple matter of putting a vast distance between our ship and whatever this planet is, and then  we can engage the star drive!”

“Fantastic exposition, Galve. That was like a verbal UFO flying lesson.” Tufty said with clear and genuine admiration. “Let’s do it.”

It was just about the same time that Tufty was congratulating Galve that Nennigross and the others arrived at the flying saucer video playback screen…

Like the prospectors before them, the young earplugs were hugely impressed by the footage of squadrons of flying saucers whooshing across the screen. Of course all of them were too young to recall that the scene had been edited from security tapes, shot at the time when the museum came under attack from End Caps from Hyperspace…

And only Fang had taken the time to watch Rupert Piles’ award-winning documentary that showed how the infinitely brave Earplug Brothers – Rudi, Valentine, Chester, Miles, and Magnuss – had saved the day…

…with some help from a bunch of Spanish beach bums who called themselves Los Tapones de España…

…and a bloody great big interceptor rocket…

But they weren’t impressed enough to forget their immediate task – to thwart dastardly alien plans. So they cast aside their uncomfortable private detective hats…

…and continued upon their way.

Meanwhile, the prospectors had discovered a second hangar that contained saucers with which they were familiar…

The situation improved further when Tufty and Galve brought news of the missing thrusters…

“Wunderbar.” Wilhelm bellowed. “Let’s go get those suckers. Then we’re outta here!”

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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