–‘Get that laundry outta here’
Humanity’s first interstellar commander remained focussed.
His companions weren’t.
-‘But those socks are filthy’
-‘Snap outta it Victoria, you need to alter course’
-‘But Bosun’s made lasagne’
-‘Ye’re both hallucinating …focus, we need to change course’
-‘Uh, he might be right Vicky, remember our training –hyperspace can trick your mind’
-‘Okay’
Cluuuunk
‘That’s the last of our fuel, I hope you’re right commander’
-‘About what? what’re ye doing in my house?’
An Roinn Ultra - Irish Science Fiction 