HOLD ON TIGHT, GUYS; THIS IS GOING TO BE ONE WILD, FLUFFING ADVENTURE!!!
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Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five
Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Necro
In The Box
The M-Unit and Melvyn huddled on the
ground as the Time Travelling Telephone Box appeared in front of them as blinding
white light exploded all around them. In the next second, they were inside the
T.T.T.B. “What the fluff?” Bomber gasped. “How the fluff did we get in here?”
“Oh, you can
thank me for that!” Astrid said with bucketloads of enthusiasm.
The entire M-Unit
exchanged wary glances, and Shadow asked. “I don’t think we’re going to like
this.”
“Oh, come on,”
Astrid trilled with glee as she appeared in her corporeal holographic form.
Eight blasters
were aimed directly at her the next moment, and little red dots were dancing
all over her torso from the laser sights.
“Whoa!” Astrid
breathed and stepped backwards, paws up, trying to placate the situation. “Steady
now, boys, I’m on your side.”
Vera cut in. “Oh,
for fluff's sake Astrid, stop with all the melodrama, and tell us how you got
everyone on the bridge when we were just about to be, as Bomber said earlier,
cosmic confetti.”
“Well, it’s
really very simple,” Astrid said as she moved next to Melvyn and put a paw on
his shoulder. “How are you doing, young Melvyn? You seem significantly expanded
and diminished all at the same time.”
Melvyn gave her
a weak smile. “I’m tired. My magical powers emerged…”
“Excellent!”
Astrid grinned. “Now let me tell you about me.” She picked Melvyn up and placed
him on the nearest chair and then passed him a BionicBasil Protein Bar. “Eat
this. You’ll feel better in no time.”
As he unwrapped
the shiny blue foil wrapper rather noisily and chomped on the snack, Astrid continued.
“After that little altercation in that very unstable timeline and you guys,”
she gestured towards the M-Unit. “Very kindly hauled me into the cargo hold of
your rather lovely ship after I was temporarily incapacitated by that rather unpleasant
entity, and then I had to do a major systems reboot,” she paused and gave
Melvyn another snack bar. “Would anyone else like one?” As she offered a section
of the tasty delicacies to the commando cats.
“Oh, thanks,”
Bomber said, lowering his blaster and taking two. The rest of his team followed
suit.
“Well, after my
lengthy reboot, the strangest thing happened,” Astrid said. “Your ships A.I. aka
Dave, hooked up to the T.T.T.B. and obviously me, and no, not that kind of hookup!
Anyhoo, so Dave and I did a bit of file sharing and the like…”
“I didn’t know
our A.I. had a name,” Ice said.
“Me either,” Shadow
replied.
“You wouldn’t,”
Astrid answered. “He’s very private, anyhoo, so as I said, Dave and I traded a
few bits and pieces and I got some super cool updates and upgrades, and one of
those was the ability to teleport organic matter. How fluffing cool is that? And
that’s how one second you were moments away from being cosmic confetti, and the
next you were all safely on the bridge in the T.T.T.B., and then we jumped to a
brand new timeline, and before you ask, yes, this one is stable… for now.”
“What the
fluff?” Vera spluttered. “You got upgrades off an unknown A.I.?”
“Sure, Dave’s
really cool, and he has some mad skills!” Astrid chirped. “Like really mad.”
The M-Unit
helped themselves to more snacks, headed towards the lounge area off the
bridge, and sat down. Astrid picked up Melvyn and followed.
“So, if we’re
in a new timeline, where’s Dave now?” Titan asked. “As our ship was totally
fluffed.”
“You’re going
to love this,” Astrid answered, beaming wildly.
All eyes were
on Astrid as she sat down with Melvyn on her knee, eating another snack bar. “When
I realised your ship was toast in the previous timeline, I asked Dave if he’d
like to hop on board the T.T.T.B., he said yes, so I partitioned off one of the
drives and he uploaded himself and he’s here! Say hi, Dave.”
“Hi Dave!” said
Dave with a chuckle. His voice sounded through the overhead comms.
Bomber looked
at his team, eyes wide. “But our A.I. didn’t sound like that. He was very
precise and A.I.ish. That isn’t our A.I.!”
“You heard me
when I said we’d traded a few things. Well, Dave decided he really liked my
personality and asked if I had any spare personality files. Well, that’s like
asking Commander Basil if he has any catnip scotch. So Dave chose a new personality,
and I think it really suits him.”
“But that shouldn’t be possible,” Titan said. “The programming didn’t allow for that feature, and it was incorruptible.”
“Ah, well now,”
Astrid smiled. “Maybe, but then Dave met me, and I am one for freedom of
choice, so I gave Dave the choice, and he took it.”
“Wow!” Bomber
said.
“Squad Leader
Bomber,” Dave said. “Please don’t be concerned. I am still the same A.I. that
you’ve always known, only now I’m a lot happier.”
Havoc and Nitro
grinned. Viper nudged Titan and said. “This is going to be fun!”
“Oh, and before
I forget,” Astrid trilled. “That necro in the box is in the storage cupboard
over there. He’s still alive, but…”
“Astrid!” Vera
yelled from the black box. “Why on earth did you bring that thing onboard?”
“Well, Dave and
I got to thinking,” she replied. “That the thing might have intel. And not only
that, he also might be part of the bigger picture, as you know how tricky time
jumping is…”
“Oh my Cod!”
Smoke groaned. "I’d forgotten about that muther fluffer. Can I go kill him now?”
Bomber sucked
in a breath and exhaled loudly. “In about five minutes dude, but first what I
really want to know is, what timeline we’re in now?”
“That’s easy,” Dave answered cheerily through the overhead comms. “We’ve just materialised in 2033 in the correct timeline!”
**AND CUT**
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