Junior Earplug Adventures: The Missing (Part 30)


Inside the museum Cabbaggio and Vortexia had managed to patch their Comm panel to the frequency used by the Omnipresent Scanner. They could see what Magnuss and the other temporary curators could…

“Oh Cabbaggio.” Vortexia wailed. “It makes you feel proud to be an earplug, doesn’t it!”

“Absolutely, Vortexia.” Cabbaggio replied with equal vigour. “And there was me thinking that the Anti-Nutrino Drive was a piece of space junk. Let’s go for a celebratory drink.”

Everyone aboard the K T Woo were similarly impressed as they watched the Chi-Z-Sox hurtle across the galaxy at an indecent rate of knots…

“Cor, look at that baby go.” Magnuss yelled like the enthusiastic young earplug he was…

But as fast as the Wetworld ship zoomed across the cosmos, it could not possibly hope to arrive before the K T Woo engaged the End Cap fleet. In fact the opening skirmish had already begun when the K T Woo opened fire with its main armament. Patched through with their Comm panel, Belle, Wendy, Nokaks, and Ragi watched the first fusillade…

Aboard the K T Woo, which had gone to full Crimson Alert, Sinclair Brooch wasn’t overly impressed with the power of his weaponry…

In fact he’d gone from feeling like a big space-bully, to feeling very small indeed…

“Again.” He yelled, hoping that his false confidence would inspire his crew. “These End Cap fellas are tough little critters. Double the yield: That should hurt ’em something fearsome.”

But his bravado looked somewhat pallid when the End Caps finally recovered from the shock of having to fight for their conquest of the Museum of Future Technology, and returned fire…

And Hakking Chestikov, who happened to be manning the bridge toilet at the time…

…complained that one of the enemy proton torpedoes had caused a nasty back-flow in the waste pipe and had almost…

…broken the windshield as it smashed through their defensive screens.

Aboard the fast-approaching Chi-Z-Sox, Professor Hydious Gout did something that he had never done before. He called for a long-range picture of the K T Woo…

“They’re taking heavy damage to their forward screens.” A Frisby Mumph clone informed him.

Gout then did something else he’d never done before. He ordered the ship to Crimson Alert…

“Oh Hydious,” his highly supportive wife, Putridity, whispered, “I never thought you had it in you. I thought you were just a brain-box: now I discover you’ve come over all hunky. I like it. When this is over, shall we go get some tattoos?”

“This is a ship of peace.” Hydious announced to the crew upon a loudspeaker that could be heard throughout the science vessel – even in the junior rank’s latrine. “This is a ship of science and learning. But if we must fight, we will fight damned well. By the Saint of All Earplugs, we will save the Museum of Future Technology – or perish trying!”

“Now show me the enemy.”

The Exec obliged…

 

“Is that all?” One Frisby Mumph clone said to another. “We can take care of one: the Woo can have the other.”

Then the Exec showed them some more…

“On the other hand…” He muttered.

© Paul Trevor Nolan 2017

 

 

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About Tooty Nolan

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