Galactic Problems

Volt awoke with a jump, and slammed his head against is glass cockpit roof, successfully making a dull thud. “Ahh! Dammit!” He yelled in pain as he massaged his head.

“You should have read that disclaimer when you bought this ship.” Emy, the AI piped in.

“Oh why don’t you just mind your own business!” Volt yelled back “I never thought you could be so annoying!”

“Well I am.” Emy said in the most sarcastic tone that she could produce. Volt just whispered to himself something about buying a new ship. A long Silence followed. Volt hated Emy sometimes, but he knew she had gotten him out of some tight situations.

A small beep interrupted the silence.”Hey, you got an incoming call, its from Mark.”Emy spoke through the small speakers.

“OK, Patch him through.”

The speakers cracked and popped as the intergalactic call was being transmitted.

“Hello, Volt?” The speakers fuzzily talked.

Yes, hello Mark. What can I do for you.”

“How did the selling go?”

Volt sighed. “As bad as possible, but” Volt quickly changed the subject. “How are the deals going on Earth?”

“Bad also.” There was a slight pause. “The Boss is going to be really mad since that deal didn't go so good.”

“I don't even care anymore!” Volt Shouted angrily. “I'm really getting tired of being the trade man!”

“Volt, you know why your in charge of trades with the other gangs! If only you didn't-” The voice was cut off, as Volt pressed the end call button.

“Really” The ship's Computer spoke. “Was that necessary?”

“Yes, It was!” Volt's temper spiked again.“All right, lets get moving,” He spoke aloud and pressed a few buttons on the dark dashboard. Lights flickered and the humming in the back of Volts head grew louder as he called on the fusion engine for more speed. The small craft went past the speed of light and the cockpits view was bright white, until he turned on the window shades, built for that sole purpose. “Wake me when we get to earth.” Volt commanded with a grumpy tone. “OK, what ever you say.” Came the quick answerer.