Chapter 1 – Lost in thought about The Egg
Greetings, defenders of the Galactic Realm!! Greetings, fellow defenders of the truth and foes of the Dark Side!
When we last left our intrepid adventurers, they had planned their departure from their Star-Base. Their destination: The Hatchery to acquire their Egg. The burning question: Will they get a good Egg or a bad Egg?
We join them now on their travels….
“Only one more week” exclaimed Princess Pat. “I can hardly wait.”
“Yes,” the fearless Obie-Bob replied, “Soon we will have our Egg.” “We have traveled many light days…and a few dark days also.” We have achieved our goal to visit a Space Explorer of great fame in the Kentucky Star System, and now we must remain in the land of Munchkins in the Michigan Nebula until the parental units return. We will then make our way to the Hatchery south of the Dallas Spaceport to obtain our very own Egg.”
“We have visited WallyWorld and CampingWorld Systems and amassed vast quantities of “stuff” for our Egg, however, I’m sure we’ll need more “stuff” before we return to our Star Base,” said Princess Pat. As an after thought, Princess Pat pondered…”If another word for “stuff” is cargo and we’re putting cargo into the Egg, does that mean we will be buying eggs-cargo?” Or would they be egg-sentials??
“We’ve received many sub-space communications from those who also stand against The Dark Side,” announced Obie-Bob
“Sir Fred and Lady Genie of the land of the Penns have traded their starship for a tug and tow as did Sir Tom and the Lady Patti.”
“We’ve also heard from Lady Mo and her shining Knight Sir Allen of the Alfas. Sir Allen had bionic “parts” installed (parts is parts) and the Lady Mo has weathered the recuperation well,” remarked Obie-Bob.
“Sir Leo and the Lady Lou have traveled long over many light years to the Land of Maritimes and returned safely.”
“We shall depart the Land of the Munchkins soon, as the Egg has matured and will soon be ready to leave The Hatchery and its nest.”
“When exactly will that be?” quizzed Princess Pat.
“I have consulted our star maps and we shall leave on the second day of the new lunar month.” “Our arrival time at the Hatchery remains on the fourth day of the month.” “We shall continue to maintain contact with other space travelers via the Space Cellular Communications and the Juno Galactic Network.”
“Let us remember the words of the great ball player, Sir Yoga of the Berra,” announced Obie-Bob with a knowledgeable look upon his face.
“Didn’t he say ‘When you come to a fork in the road, take it’” said Princess Pat?
“Yes, he did, but I was thinking more of his other knowledgeable words ‘The future ain’t what it used to be’” said Obie Bob.
And so, all seems well with the Galaxy. The Force is strong and the Dark Side weak.