Star Treck?

Hit the bay.

What !?!

“You freakin heard me hit the bay”

Mcdermins sullen finger reluctantly pushed down on a red button in cased in glass that read bay. Suddenly the whole ship shook. A tiny crack meandered her way up to the hulls main deck.

“If we make it out of here alive remind me to divorce my wife”

An asteroid the size of Texas skimmed the ships exterior as the captain grinded his teeth.

“Who the hell took us out of warp!”

An eight eyed fish creature slithered onto the main haul his gills covered in protoinan jelly and squished out three words, The haul’s deteriorating.

The star alignment’s guild came on screen.

“Abort”

“Your losing fuel and have an 18% completion probability”

“Turn back and dock immediately”

The captain took out a small flask from his front side jacket pocket that read “shit kicker”

“I’ve probably slept longer then you lived you so called star fleet commander”

The transmission ended.

A subtle rattle was heard from the main engineering floor.

With a flash of light and heart pounding subsonic frequency they arrived to their destination, the Ventrollinantic Galaxy.

“alright boys we have 2 earth days to go in there pry their grimy hands off our nuclear reactor, see a movie and leave with some style. If you got hair on your balls and know how to use a laser guided subsonic bazooka come with me.”