Tuesday 28 February 2012

Faster than Light

The new hyperdrive failed on its maiden voyage, stranding us in deep space. We didn’t have any hydroponic facilities so I joked to my colleague that at least we would asphyxiate before we were reduced to drinking our own urine. He didn’t appreciate the humour, and went looking for tools - but neither a wrench nor a screwdriver seemed to provide a solution. My co-pilot had a different opinion though, and took to the the failed propulsion unit with a gusto, beating it with the wrench and swearing lustily. Suddenly the computer chimed and gravity reasserted itself, we were home!
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I wanted tentacles. I wanted Rigel. But I only had 100 words for this leap of faith. Find the prompt at Julia’s Place, they’re fun and short!



6 comments:

  1. Whew, relieved they made it home! Creative interpretation of the prompt and I have to say you write sci-fi so well =)

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  2. Enjoyed this; sci-fi is a tricky genre but you have a good dose of geeky/nerdy terms to make it work well. Very glad they made it home and didn't have to drink their urine (eurgh!) not sure I would have seen the funny side of that either :P

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  3. Haha - sometimes just giving it a good old bash with something heavy does the trick!

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  4. Wonderful, and there's nothing like a trusty wrench!
    Always good to come across someone who 'swears lustily'!

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