Robot Pirates

by No Middle Name

“Captain! Ninja squirrels off the port bow!”
“Thank you, Nautomatic_5t. Usual procedures, gentlemen. Detach all your easily detached parts, retract anything chewable. Ship, batten down the hatches, let’s make sure they don’t get inside this time.”
“Agreed, Captain”, said U.S.S. Step Lightly.
“Go to it, gentlemen. Let’s ride this out”, said Captain Thesperator (StudentEdition). “Ship, you have something on your mind?”
“Captain, if I may present this diagram showing the effects of squirrel teeth on human flesh.”
“Hmm, that looks like severe functional impairment. Relevance, Ship?”
“I suspect that crewman Wilson may have more meat-based components than she admits.”
“Ah, yes, our little stowaway. That plastic robot outfit she’s wearing hasn’t fooled anyone except herself. Still, we let her stay when she was found, she’s our responsibility now. Have her sent below.”
“Understood. I’ll have Midshipman Moulinex750 attend to it.”

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