The ship came to a slow stop. As it did, pressure lights flashed across the computer screen. That's odd.
Cecilia: What is it?
Xeox: The ships haul is under extreme pressure. Like it's under water.
Boq Boq: Increasing internal pressure.
Yumeh bats at one of the windows as a bunnyfish swims by. Xeox glances over at yumeh.
Xeox: Why did you put us in the Ocean?
Boq Boq: I did not. We are precisely where we were before we left Menewsha. See even check the data.
Xeox: Well, the location is right. However, the time dial is reading an extra digit . . . 12017.
Boq Boq: Oops, how'd that happen?
Cecilia: We're in the future now!
Boq Boq: Yup. Pretty cool.
Xeox: Please, tell me this was an accident and you didn't do it on purpose.
Boq Boq: Hey, being friends with a human is one thing, messing with the temporal prime directive is another.
Xeox: I hope so. Best we get out of here before Cecila see's something she shouldn't.
Xeox tries correcting the time dial to present day. When she does, Yumeh hops up on the computer board and bats at a globe like display that was connected to the main systems frame.
Xeox: Yumeh! No! Bad kitty. Get down!
The display crackles and vanishes. Just like that the system locked and the standby lights came on.
Boq Boq: Uh oh. Should have installed the anti-feline protocols.
Xeox: Looks like we're stuck here until the ship comes back online.
Cecila: How long will that be?
Boq Boq: About nine or ten days.
Xeox: Nine or ten bad kitty less days.
Xeox picked up her ray gun and put Yumeh in a stasis bubble to prevent any further furry floop ups.
