Heavens watched on the main screen as the freighter self-destructed. "Khaaaaan!" she yelled.
Ditzbrain watched on her navigation panel as Storvik took the runabout on a course almost directly toward the Apollo system's sun. "Aaaaankh!" she yelled as the runabout did a slingshot manuever around the star and vanished from her instruments.
Exactly forty-seven seconds after the Murgatroid lost sight of the Ankh, several years and
a day after the Ankh disappeared from the Murgatroid, a small light blinked on Heavens' communications panel. "Heh-heh-hello?" she stammered, and then brought herself back under control. "This is the Murgatroid, Lieutenant Heavens speaking."
"Murgatroid, this is Captain Storvik."
Without being told to, Heavens immediately transferred the communication to the main screen. "Where are you, sir?"
"We are at
Starbase 668," Storvik responded. "Have the Murgatroid make best time here, without placing any further strain on her. I believe Ifix recommended that you 'do not get shot at.' I shall arrange for the ship to complete its repairs here once you arrive."
"It's going to take us at least a week to get there," Heavens replied. "How did you get there so fast?"
"It took us significantly longer than that. Storvik out."
Heavens was confused. "What did he mean? How did they get there so fast?"
"I don't know anything and neither do you," Ditzbrain responded, as she set a course for
Starbase 668. "Don't ask any questions if you don't want to be interrogated by Temporal Investigations for the answers. Again."