Okay, this is the first thing I've written for a while, so it's probably not very good, but here you go anyway :)

Prompt - The moon hung large in the sky waiting for their next move.

Martin glanced across the dark flight deck at Douglas and sighed. "Honestly, Douglas, this is just getting silly"

"You think so? I don't. I think it's hilarious"

"Yes, well, you would, wouldn't you? You're not the one being made an idiot of"

Douglas turned to Martin, grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland, and laughed. "Really, Martin, it's not as bad as all that"

"But it is!" Martin wailed despairingly. "What's Arthur ever done to you to deserve this?"

"Well, for one thing, he was stupid enough tom believe me when I said it was water"

Martin rolled his eyes "That's because he trusts you" He paused. "Okay, maybe that part was a bit stupid, but the point still stands. You got him drunk – and you know what he's like when he's drunk – and now you're torturing him!"

There was a banging on the cabin door, and Arthur's panicked voice called out "Douglas, help! Let me in! It's after me!"

Martin stood up, strode to the door and pulled it open, making Arthur fall flat on his face. Arthur looked up blearily at Martin. "Skip, help, I can see it out of the window. No matter which one I look through, it's there! It won't leave me alone! Make it go away" he slurred.

Martin scowled at Douglas, who was by now unable to contain his laughter, before turning back to the pathetic heap that was the flight attendant. "Arthur, I'm going to say this one last time! No matter what Douglas told you, the moon is not following you!"

So, what did you think? You know what to do