Continued from last entry…
Once we reached the settlement (thank goodness the inhabitants were civilized), we immediately began searching for Andre McCoughingham.
Our first search was in vain, so we decided to split-up and look for him, planning to meet-up at a cheap fast-food restaurant toward the center of the village.
I decided to head north for a bit, until I found an sort-of Irish/Scottish style restaurant, if you follow me.
I figured this would be the place where Andre would hang-out.
So I went-in and began searching for him.
I looked all over the place, but I couldn’t seem to find him ANYWHERE!
Just as I was about to give-up, I asked some older gentlemenHenry Johnson, Vexorge (I didn’t catch his last name) and someone else whose name I didn’t catchif he had seen someone like Andre McCoughingham before.
They hadn’t seen him… recently. However, they said that they had heard of someone like Andre wandering-around the village only a day or two ago.
The Waiter (his name was Bob) confirmed this, saying that he actually just ate here scarce 4 hours ago for breakfast (he had the number #14, evidently).
This excited me, but then the men asked me to please stay for a while, as they were curious about me.
As I was curious about them, this worked-out wellso I decided to sit down (I’m not sure why, but Bob decided to sit down, too).
They asked me if I had heard of a recent Space Shuttle flight called the Triple Orange Butterscotch Clean Awesome Space Shuttle Flight Whose Name We Are Still Working On.
I said I had, though it launched only a month or two ago.
They said that they were the members of the flight!
I asked them how, regarding the fact that each member on board was in their early twenties, besides Henry, who was 30.
Then things got really interesting: They said that they had lived through 20 Years in only about 1 month.
About here Henry looked-around for a moment, making sure that the restaurant business was still low and that no one would hear us (for it was he and the other guy whose name I didn’t catch who were talking the mostVexorge seemed rather quiet-like).
Then Henry spoke in a whisper, asking if he could trust me.
I wasn’t quite sure what this was really about, so I said, “Uh… Sure…”
The Other Guy Whose Name I Didn’t Catch said that, moments after they were in orbit, something went wrong and they ended-up in the Asteroid Belt (this took quite a while)!
Henry then took-on the conversation, saying that, in the Asteroid Belt, they had found a curiously-shaped Asteroid.
They decided to “Abduct” it and, once they had, they began mining-it (they did this because Vexorge noticed some sort of shiny object inside it).
In the end, it turned-out to be a very well-preserved crystal which emitted a strange, bluish light!
Despite many warnings, Vexorge touched it and the crew, the ship, and even a few asteroids were all surrounded by this light and were teleported through Time and Space.
Since then, they had had marvelous adventures (I will not mention them all, for it would be too long in text) over the course of 20 years until, recently, they had finally made-it back to their own time and in the atmosphere of earthonly about 1 month after they had left (this was convenient, considering that their mission was only supposed to be about a month or two long)!
And so they had retired, and came to live on this islandand now they were talking to me.
I identified this crystal as the Time Crystal, and so I decided to make a Space Ship.
Eventually, I realized that I had been away for several hours and that my friends would soon be wondering what happened to be, so I politely thanked Henry and the others, and then went away.
Once I arrived at the cheap fast-food restaurant, I found the others waiting for me there (they were about to send-out yet another search-party, this time for me).
I explained the situation, and they agreed to help me (even Tom, provided he would be able to finish his dinner, firsteven though they originally came here for lunch, though I had evidently been away for so long).
And so, after writing some quick “Blueprints” on a Napkin (I had made one like this before, only at the comfort of my little home), we decided to return to the “Helicopter”.
After making a few adjustments, we were soon off!
We flew up like a helicopter for a bit (being pushed from the tree, firsteven though the thing had grown so heavy, now), so as not to disturb any of the islanders, and then, once we were high enough; I activated the Hydrogen Engines and we were off!
Once we were out of orbit, I realized one problem: We were really……………. really…… slow. . `
In such a case, I wasn’t quite so sure how to get to the Asteroid Belt before we all starved.
Luckily, Sam had brought some Bananasthough I knew that we would eventually get sick of them.
After a day or two of wishing that there was such thing as a Light Crystal (actually, I found-out later that there is, but I won’t get into that now), we noticed a meteorite heading straight for us!
I tried maneuvering away but, this was the strange thingit followed us, as if it were a magnet!
Then I realized something elseit matched exactly the description of the Asteroid In Which The Time Crystal of Cosmos (I have decided to call it that, as it seemed to fit very nicely) Was Incased!
We managed to get-it in the ship but, no sooner had we, than we heard a loud BOOM! and the ship began spinning very rapidly round and round (I only noticed this because I could see the world spinning outside the view-screen, as I had an artificial gravity emitter on board)!
And here I feel I am about to rant so I will all save you time a skip a bit: It turned-out that the BOOM! was from Phasers being shot at us by Vexorge, the “retired” astronaut, who had been following us in another spaceship(I don’t know why we hadn’t noticed him), as he knew that we would lead-him to the Time Crystal and because I had so foolishly explained how I had The Time Crystal of The Reef to him and the other gentlemen (I don’t think they were actually to blame for any of this).
Just as it seemed everything was going to get really really hot (meaning vaporization), who would show up but Andre McCoughingham!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(“!” x 10000000000000000 1000000)
He flew-up in his spaceship, disabled Vexorge’s ship (however, I don’t think Vexorge is actually dead), and rescued-us on his own ship (ours was too bad a state for any further flying)!
I asked him how he managed to get a spaceship, let alone with actual guns (especially since he is usually known for being quite “Behind-the-times”).
This is what he said, in his own words (keep in mind that it wasn’t very easy to understand at the time, as he was quite excited and he was talking very fast, with occasional tongue-rolls, if you follow me): “After ye old ship got ye a knocked-down, I hid meself in one of ‘dem grates. After a-floatin’ for quite a’time, I found meself on a strange island. To be a lettin’ ya know where me was, I wrote-down ye little ‘ol note for ye, sayin’ me want ta find thah food, for my stomach was quite a’tremblin’ and a’growlin’, for after eating the good stuff, me met myself a lad named Lad. Now Lad had a’problem with his board, so he brought me to the beach for the a flyin’ to the ship. In the end, [and here he began panting] I found meself seein’ a you all gettin’ da shot-up, so with my fax machine I flew to the ship and blower-net for ye to come… er…”
I was blunt with him: “I have no idea what you just said, but you sure seem excited and, anyway, we were in dangerand now we’re notso let’s congratulate Andre McCoughingham!”
There was a moments applauding until it got awkward.
So, in short, I am finally in my nice warm bedshowered, teeth brushed, and in a brand new change of clothestyping this up while Sam snores in the other room.
My Assistant has returned to work, Tom has published a new bestseller regarding his many adventures, and Bob The Waiter (he came with us on the “Helicopter Trip”) has offered his services to me, as well.
As for Andre McCoughingham, he has saved-up enough money (thanks to the generosity of Tom and his Bestselling-book) and gone to his homeland of Scotland.
So yeah, all is welland so is my Time Machine, which is coming along quite nicely.
-Professor Paul H. Madason