Honeymooners in
Space
Universe 12,
Planet 36
36th Chapter of
the Stellar Bus
At the moment the Stellar Bus
landed in the Transputer’s Nebula, the ship’s Bus Reviver, that thinks he’s
Human, Ralph, who seemed awake, welcomed them in. Ralph felt slicked up with his microphone and
talked to the crescents and other astromatic astrometric astro ionic lesions,
and their legions:
“I am glad to act like I see all
of you. And for those of you who don’t
believe me, do you really care? Life is
a matter and a lot of you do not matter, or at least have no matter, to me
anyway. This way. That way.
A hundred and one ways. I am
picking you up from this frozen constellation, allowed lens confrontation, or
some other con from a meteoroid, mediator avoid formation.
“We take you here. We take you there. We take you, rake you anywhere. But it costs money. Since you’ve already paid, get on with
it. We have cranks and shafts and hike
ways and bike ways to allow you into ‘my’ bus.
I may not own it, but I act like I do, I feel like I do, and I’m a donut
like I do.
“We will be taking off among the
Hepitides and seem to scour towards various not quite black holes with
promethium stalactites or stalled lag mights or Stalin Flying Mice. Ride on up
and ride my bus. We have seats and rooms
and a lot of settling garbage, garage,
and gargoyle areas.
“After we shift and shaft and
sift and snap for about three million, seven hundred, and a third microsecond
we will land on a Caustic Space Dust region.
You will work there, you will visit there, you will be dumped there. What do I care?”
Ed then poked Ralph in the
stomach and said, “Ralphie Boy! These
are Row Bot water living androids. Quit
being such a Vampire or a Cigarette will cause you to Lose your blood or at
least get cancer.”
Ralph just smiled and said,
“Cigar, Said Arrest. Sig a Child Oaf.”
Alice tried to explain to Ralph
about the Water Row Bots. “There were
uncrewed vehicles like Saildrone in their
long-duration ocean accumulating into robots like those Wave Gliders
poking out amphibian systems like the ACM-R5H.
I loved the snakebots with their
Aqua hexapod. Look at those deep-sea submersibles telling us they are
Aquanautic. They use propulsion
systems for movement and maneuverability. Some power from a tether. I am
impressed by their Sensors. How many electronics Soft Robotics do you
know? Ralph, I know you know
nothing. And see their flexible
displays. They must have found a way to morph liquid metal into 2D shapes using
an electrical charge. That Gastrobot is
meaning literally 'stomach robot.’”
It appeared to Ralph and Ed that
some physical robots carried gallons of liquid robots in glass containers. Those guys carried them up with others who
carried balloons of gas robots along with them.
Still others held plastic bags of dust, sand, and other dried particled
robots up to and into Ralph’s Spaciotic Bus.
Mentally and Emotionally built
robots were transported various ways and means and other committees
among the rest.
Sleep robots, active robots,
alive robots, several lied robots, sever lying robots, and a herd of geese
robots along with those who heard of political robots accompanied friended by,
and hated with group derided, divided, defiled, and denied robots, all of which
were told they were paid by people that think they are something entering the
flying, fleeing, fighting and flea bagging universe.
Ralph’s company was paid to
abduct, induct, redact, preduct, and post partum these “Desecrates as Creators
Creatures.”
Trixie then said, “I don’t like
Jellyfishbot. They are just a bunch of
small robots that collect floating waste and oils.”
Alice said, “Well, this Bellieish
robot sure is a Robber Bot that produces
waste while increasing its waist.”
Ed asked, “Was that an aeolipile,
or ‘wind ball’? I’ve known some sealed caldrons of water that were placed
over many a heat source.”
Which
caused Ralph to say, “It’s always all miles above this spacey bomb.”
Trixie then asked Ed, “How about
that PanZobot climbing over there. See
the steamy pockets of dough that are usually stuffed with a great amount of
cheese and tomato sauce!”
And Alice replied, “Trixie, it’s
never a dull monument with ether of them.”
Which caused Ralph to wake up and
say, “Fought with my CalZobots. Those
sure were Mean Pants Legs. I wish I had
their broad drinking cups in this state of vile lazed and potted terra cotta
like being in a bout to explode with a volcano.”
And out of one of the sleeping
compartments came marching and singing:
Adam Man
Adam Man
Clone what ever
that Adam Can’t
You all fear
With his spies
Get your
support
From his lies
My Artificial
Intelligence
Adds to your
daily negligence
Que
Brew
Spew
Slue
Who said this
Adam Can’t
And they travelled along. That multiverse was their hypothetical set
of all universes. Together, their universes were presumed to comprise
everything that exists for them, for others, for all of us. Some quantum event occurred with ranches of a
universal wave function that split every time assurement assortment
accruement. See the nuclear fury of the
Suns. They ejected from jet blacks. Ions Parallel
radically from the still lie that was beyond their counterparts in
several alternate realities. Gammaray
Bursts. Porphyrion Giants. luminosity of 10 followed by 18 zeros
Botulinum toxins. A poison produced by
Clostridium signal muscled them with roiling quantum fields fluctuating to true
vacuums. Those collisions between two
proto-galaxies electrons set off various
nuclei in which they'd bind to.
Then one of the Row Bots Waved to
Ralph and said, “I am Dwarf An Asteroid... I might Cause A Black Hole. I sure am Mighty."
Which caused Ralph to think out
loud, or is that out lout, “Yessir, this
is the time I'm gonna get my lack soul.”
A
long side of Alice went, “Just let go
your hold, you've already got the comet.”
Trixie
asked, “Exoplanet?”
Ed
proclaimed, “Asteroid Belt.”
Alice
asked, “Kugel blitz?”
At
this time, Ralph shouted, “In my Hope!
It is my Trophy! Look at me! I am Entropy!”
And
he continued, “I Bribe through Dus... I astral Dus Alive. Or is it a Bellatrix Hive? That is Hardly A Star Star.!”
This
caused Ed to laugh, “Hale-Bopp, Hale-Bopp, Hale-Bopp.”
Ralph
then said, “You’re a real Pilot, Alice!
A Surreal Pilot!”
Alice
said to Ralph, “You Give Me A Big Scintillation!”
Ralph
then asked, “Re shoot off My Space Scoot? If we Keep This up, I'll Lose My Cold
Stage!”
Alice
replied, “Ralph, you Bolian, You're The Gamma Radiest.”
Trixie
said, “My Raygun won't miss you next time!”
Ed
Norton said, “You heard me, Trixie. Shoot Now!”
Trixie
came back, ”You always say 'Shoot Now' to me!”
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