EPISODE CXVII - ENCYCLAMIDIA BROWN AND THE CASE OF THE ONE ARMED SQUID
Ghostrider was conducting a pre-flight check of his fighter as Triple J snoozed within his. They'd been placed on stand-by over and hour ago and still hadn't received any news.
"This bites.", Ghostrider muttered under his breath, "We should just go down there and strafe the opposition like we always do, eh bro?"
Triple J stirred within his cockpit. "We might upset the fragile space-time relationship", he mumbled somnambulisticly,"hence altering out own reality strand."
Ghostrider nodded a grudging agreement. As usual, Triple J was at his most lucid while sleeping. Ghostrider tapped his display, familiarizing himself with the flight plan for the twelfth time, and let
out a low impatient sigh. Static erupted momentarily on his communicator, replaced shortly by the voice of Mr. Schultz.
"Bridge to Flight deck-7", the science officer's bland voice conveyed, "proceed with your mission."
"Roger, bridge.", Ghostrider copied, pushing the throttle forward as the bay doors began to slide open. "You copy, Triple J?"
"Affirm", Triple J yawned, stretching his muscles as much as the tiny compartment would allow.
Together they floated slowly into space, their home world looming peacefully beneath their wings. Ghostrider turned to view his brother's ship, giving a thumbs of to his helmeted sibling. Triple J returned
the signal and the ships wimultaneously rocketed toward the planet below.