"You sure you've got everything, sweety?"
Thomas looked back to his wife Elaine. A young baby cradled in her arms, a carrier droid at her side with large containers, she was as beautiful today as she had been when Thomas had first met her. "For the last time, dear, yes." she answered, giggling a bit as her child played softly with her long blonde locks.
Thomas smiled. "Good. We paid good money to get on the Axiom, I'd hate to leave anything behind when we go." he said softly, admiring his family.
"It'll be nice to finally get away from all this garbage..." Elaine sighed, looking down to where even now hundreds of WALL-Es filled the trenches below, scuttling about and picking up the scrap.
"Maybe, but I'll sure miss Earth..." Thomas sighed. "Even if it is only a five year trip."
Soon, they came to the docking bridge. Walking up to the guard-bot standing watch, he was about to show his ticket when a most unexpected sight appeared: there, on one of the other loading gates, decked out in his authoratative white uniform, was the ship's Captain. Thomas grinned. He'd always wanted to be a captain. "Name?" the guard-bot asked.
"Hm? Oh. It's MacCrea. Thomas MacCrea." he replied.
With that, he and his family boarded the ship. Thomas gave one last look back. He simply could not wait for the day he would get to come home...