Part 2
"So we have no electricity and that means I cannot start the engine up again," Cyrus explained to his Commanders. "This problem was accidentally set off by me when I switched on the light but obviously it was caused by an underlying problem, which I must now solve".
Mars glanced first at Saturn then at Cyrus. Saturn looked as if he was trying (but failing) to understand what was going on. Jupiter gave Cyrus a sympathetic look.
"It could be a number of problems," Cyrus continued. A connection could be loose or corroded. The cable connecting the battery to the starter motor could be the culprit. I shall have to examine it for dirt and wear".
"Uh, Boss?" Jupiter began.
"Yes. You will help me to check the cable?" Cyrus asked. "However, it could instead be the wires to the oil pressure switch. We must check those also".
"No Boss, it's not that," Jupiter continued.
"Do you think maybe a fuse has blown?" Cyrus enquired. "Or perhaps there is a fault with the solenoid? Or maybe the head gasket has blown and…"
"Boss, it's getting dark," said Jupiter, pointing up to the sky, which was now a deep blue, with just the faintest tinge of pink on the western horizon. The brightest stars were just starting to appear, shining like jewels high above.
"Yes," Cyrus agreed, looking up.
"How can you see to repair anything in the dark?" Jupiter asked. Mars and Saturn looked at each other and Mars nodded.
"Oh, yes," said Cyrus, suddenly understanding. "You are correct. That is a serious problem".
"Well, there's nothing to be done about it for now," Mars added. "So maybe the best thing is for us to go to bed and then tomorrow, you can try and repair whatever the fault is".
Cyrus wasn't too sure about that. "How can we go to bed? We can't drive the yacht back to shore because I cannot turn the engine on".
"Um, we can sleep on here," said Saturn and Mars nodded.
"Yeah, there are beds below deck, we can use those".
Cyrus thought about it and nodded. It did indeed seem to be the most logical course of action to take. He was rather impressed by his Commander's reasoning.
"Alright then," Cyrus said. "We shall do that".
The four Galactic members made their way below deck, taking care to not trip over anything in the dark. Soon they found the bedroom and went inside. It was a small room, with one large window adjacent to the door. Two beds were separated by a side table drawer and there was a wardrobe built into the wall for clothes.
"This is the one bedroom," said Cyrus. "Where is the other?"
"Huh?" said Saturn.
"The other bedroom".
"There's only one," said Jupiter. Cyrus couldn't see her face properly but her voice suggested that she was trying not to giggle.
"But there are only two beds," Cyrus pointed out. (Jupiter and Mars then both started giggling). "Hm, I shall assume that Saturn and I must sleep on the floor, as that is the morally correct action to take".
"Oh no Boss, don't be silly!" said Jupiter and Cyrus felt her take hold of his arm again. "We can share".
"Uh…" Saturn mumbled, backing up in alarm. He stumbled backwards and ended up sitting on the right hand bed.
"Ooh, Saturn's eager," Mars teased him.
"That was an accident," Saturn protested as Mars went over to him and tried to help him off with his top.
Cyrus shook his head. "We can't share," he insisted. "It must not happen".
"Oh but why not?" Jupiter asked.
Cyrus searched inside his head for a valid reason. The thought of sharing a bed with any of his Commanders was distracting. The thought that it seemed likely that it was going to be Jupiter he shared with was making him feel all kind of inconvenient emotions. He struggled to control them as he spoke again.
"It would be…embarrassing," he said. It wasn't his best response and he knew it as soon as the words left his mouth.
"But Boss, you don't feel emotions," Saturn piped up at once. "So you can't get embarrassed".
Cyrus would have been annoyed at Saturn, had he had emotions. He tried to respond again but his Commanders were too fast.
"Saturn's right," Jupiter said. "Without feelings, it shouldn't bother you if we share a bed".
"And it's a logical thing to so as well," Mars added. "With the electric power knocked out, the heating won't work. It'll be cold".
"It gets very cold at night in Sinnoh," Jupiter continued. "Even near Sunyshore".
"So it makes perfect sense for us to share. Saturn and me and you and Jupiter".
"Wait, what…" Saturn gasped.
"I…alright then," Cyrus finally conceded. His cheeks felt hot and he had a great desire to flee the room. However, that wasn't at all appropriate behaviour for the Boss of Team Galactic. "I can…see the reasoning behind your valid points, yes. We shall share".
"Yay!" said Jupiter and she shocked poor Cyrus greatly by flinging her arms around him and hugging him!
Ten minutes later, Cyrus and his Commanders were changed into pyjamas (luckily, they found some in the cupboard, as Cyrus definitely drew the line at sleeping in just his underwear). Saturn and Mars were in the right hand bed, while Cyrus and Jupiter occupied the other one. The beds were only meant for one person, so the Galactic guys were squeezed up pretty close to each other.
"This is fun, isn't it Saturn," Mars said, moving even closer to said Commander.
"Uhhh, it's…dark," Saturn said. He glanced over to the window, where the stars would be seen shining above the ocean. "Yeah, really dark".
"Aww, are you scared of that dark?" Mars cooed. She wrapped her arms around Saturn. "Don't worry, I'll protect you".
"I'm not scared," Saturn mumbled. He made no attempt to free himself from Mars's embrace.
"Of course you aren't". Mars smiled at Saturn. "I'm protecting you now, so you're nice and safe".
Cyrus listened to this, thinking that Mars and Saturn were behaving very strangely. Then apparently, Jupiter decided that Cyrus needed protecting too, as she put her arms round him. Cyrus stiffened, not used to such an occurrence. It was odd enough being in bed with her and feeling her body next to his, without her actually embracing him as well.
"Commander, you don't have to do that," Cyrus muttered, hoping that the other two hadn't noticed.
"But I'm cold," said Jupiter. "Surely you are cold too, Boss?"
"Yes," said Cyrus, who saw no reason to lie about it. "But that doesn't mean you have to…" He stopped when he heard Saturn and Mars giggling.
"Commanders, it's not funny," he said. "I must have a good night's sleep so I will be refreshed for tomorrow. I need to be refreshed so that my brain can operate at maximum capacity, therefore enabling me to successfully locate the fault with…"
"Jupiter, can you shut the Boss up by kissing him?" Mars suggested. Saturn snorted with laughter and Cyrus gasped, losing his cool for a moment.
"I could try…" said Jupiter in a suggestive tone.
"No, wait," said Cyrus, his voice about 1MHz higher than normal, indicating that he was becoming flustered. "I need to sleep…I can't become involved in such a…"
Jupiter ignored Cyrus and she tried. She succeeded. Cyrus was shocked but somehow, he didn't pull away from her. Instead, he found himself returning her kiss and slipping his arms round her too.
Saturn and Mars cheered. Cyrus held Jupiter close as he kissed her and decided that it was the effects from too much sun and that he would be perfectly fine the next morning.
But for now…well, there was no use resisting his temporary solar-induced insanity.
