Chapter six: The storm… literally.

With the new edition of Stacey (huge nerd), the crew are in the process of dropping Stacy off back home. Which just happens to be the earth's moon. But first, a completely necessary pitstop. "Hey guys, I really appreciate you going out of your way to take me home and all. But was it really necessary to stop off on this, beach planet? The salty air is irritating my eyes" Stacey quietly complained… to herself, because no one was listening. Atlas, Bubbles and Darci are all relaxing on the beach. "Um, Atlas? How exactly did we get here?" Bubbles questioned. "Well that's easy, we…. Did… something?" Atlas said in a confused voice. "Well obviously someone did something, because I distinctly remember we were RIGHT in front of the moon.". "Really? The moon? I don't think so.". "What do you mean, you don't think so? We literally came out of hyperspace, and the Earth's moon was right in front of us! IN. FRONT. OF. US!". "Calm down mate, look how relaxing the situation we're in. We're on a tropical island, lying on beach loungers, and sipping out of drinks with little umbrellas in them–". "I AM CALM!". "...". Bubbles proceeds to go off on a tangent whilst flying towards the parked ship. Atlas lays back in his chair, takes a sip of his drink and looks out towards the setting sun. Only to see Stacey getting swept away by a Riptide. Atlas quickly rushes over and drags Stacey out of the water before she drowns. "Hey Stacey, quick question. WHY were you in the ocean?" Stacey immediately starts coughing and throwing up seawater. "What– *cough* are– *cough* you talking about? *Throws up more seawater*.". "What am I talking about? You were in the OCEAN, and I pretty sure you never learnt how to swim. I remembered that, because I'm a good friend…. Hey look, it's starting to rain.". Stacey continues to vomit up more seawater.

As the storm rages outside, Bubbles gatherers everyone in the the lounge area of the ship. "So, I think you all know why I've gathered you here today?" Bubbles said in a very serious voice. "Not really. But can anyone else hear those voices? They're constantly wishing for things, it's getting very annoying.". Everyone briefly stares at Atlas (except Darci, Darci doesn't have any eyes). "...Oookay then, back on to the main problem. HOW did we all end up on this planet!? Stacey, any ideas!?" Bubbles continued to shout. "Well, I donno? I've been playing video games the entire time… And I'm still not sure how I ended up in the sea.". " Stacey, you're not helping. Darci can you– ATLAS! OH MY GOD! SHUT UP ABOUT THE VOICES! *Bubbles sighs aggressively*. "Well, SOMEONE keeps shouting directly into my ears demanding things! It's giving me a bloody headache!" Atlas said whilst covering his ears with his hands. Darci remained silent and Stacey curled up into the fetal position on a couch throughout the argument.

Suddenly, a loud knock comes from the front door. It gets louder and louder and LOUDER, UNTIL!… Nothing, silence, emptiness, the COMPLETE AND UTTER BLACKNESS THAT DWELLS WITHIN THE DEEPEST DARKEST REACHES OF SPACE!... It's all bit dramatic. "... Is anyone gonna answer the door?... Really, no one?... Ok, guess I'll answer it then." Atlas walks over to the door leading to the outside, opens it. And gets violently blasted back by massive gust of wind… because you know, the storm? Everyone (except Darci) is startled by this incident, Bubbles then floats over and checks his condition. "Atlas, you ok there buddy?" Bubbles said in a calm voice to Atlas, who is currently lying on the floor. " *Sighs* Yeah, I'm okay.". "You Shure? You took a bit of a tumble there.". Atlas slowly lifts himself off the floor, walks over to the couch, and then slumps down next to Stacey. "Is anyone else full? Because I feel full, but not in the bad way that makes you feel sick, it's more like I could not get anymore comfortable then I can get right now.".

The storm continues to rage on outside, leaving the ship, and it's crew grounded until it passes. Atlas and Stacey are currently watching TV, but Bubbles is staring intensely at the storm through the window. "I just don't understand, one second it's clear blue skies, the next it's a thunderstorm to end all thunderstorms. It just doesn't make any meteorological sense." Bubbles said in a exasperated voice. "Huh? Oh yeah, storm bad." Atlas said in a monotone voice. "You don't seem too bothered by this, do you Atlas? I mean, it's not like a literal tornado outside. What, there is!? And it's coming straight for us!? This day couldn't get any better, can it!?". Suddenly, a very loud explosion can be heard coming from outside. "Bubbles, it kinda sounds like you've completely lost the plot. Are you sure you're not upset about something?" Asked Atlas, still currently watching TV with Stacey. "You want to know if I'm upset? Well, where should I start!?" Bubbles precedes to unleash every single negative emotion, frustration, disappointment and sad feeling that's been plaguing her since the beginning of her life…. She has A LOT of bottled up emotions.

"– AND THEN, WE END UP HERE! W-WE WERE SO CLOSE, TO SHOWING ALL THOSE FUCKING CRETIN MONGOLOID CLAUDE CUNTS, THAT "WE" CAN ACHIEVE SOMETHING, THAT "WE" CAN ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING WITH OUR LIVES, THAT IWON'T HAVE TO SPEND THE REST OF MY MISERABLE DEPRESSING LIFE ALONE!!!". "...". "... Wow, that was… a lot, of dark emotions right there… I mean, you just laid out the full deck… Wow." Said the almost speeches Atlas. Bubbles then slowly floats to the ground like a dead autumn leaf, silently weeping to herself. Atlas then whispers to Stacey asking for help; "What do I do?". "Why are you asking me? My species doesn't really do 'crying'." . "What are you talking about, you where literally crying about something just this morning.". "That's different, I was reading the sad part in Harry potter.". "What sad part?". "The part where Snape– You dingus, you almost made me spoil it for you.". "Whatever, just please tell me how to fix this.". "I don't know, ask if she wants a hug?". "A hug, really?"

Atlas gingerly moves closer to Bubbles, and lays his head on the floor next to her. "Heyyyyy Bubbles, quick question. Do you… want a, hug? I mean every right to refuse–". "Yes...". "Oh... Oh ok. Let me just… pick you up then?" Atlas proceeds to, (awkwardly) gently hug Bubbles. "You feeling a bit better now?". "A bit.". "... Not that it's any of my business, but…". " Just say it.". "It's just, personally… what I think might have caused this nervous breakdown. Is… that you've been neglecting your mental health and on top of that, bottling up all these negative emotions over a very long period of time, such a long time in fact. That you've actually had a nervous breakdown because of it… Which is… not, good?". "... You… might be right, for once.". "Also, when you were having said; 'nervous breakdown'. You said you were, alone? But you clearly have friends, best friends in fact.". "Oh, I did? I didn't I mean to say that, sorry…. Also, you can stop hugging me now. I think I'm fine.". "Ok.". Suddenly, Stacey (who is now crying) grabs and hugs both Atlas and Bubbles. "Wow *sniff* that was such a touching moment you guys. *Sniff* Look, even the sun's come out.". And with the storm now over, the crew, and their ship can now take off into the great unknown…. Or so they thought.