Chapter 10: centre of explosion

AN: this is the tenth chapter guys! Woo! I can't believe it! I just he some of you wo like it will fimd the time to give a reivew so i can tailor some scenarios towards things you wan to read.)

The lsd cloud swirled and swirled around them, thigh marty and the prof uldn't seee anything. Mecha felt an odd sense of calm fall over her as she enjoyed somebody else sterling her around in This swirling void. Then he felt something collide with her an become lodged in the axelsa of her. She clucked but nobody haired.

Inside the dolarian, the prof was having issues with the controls. Smoke was starting to pour out of it and fill the inside id mecha. It ws filtering slightly through the dolarians vents and arty started coughing.
"Hold on arty!" Yelled the prof "i'm trying!" He flicked switches at a million miles miles an hour until something happened and they started spinning.
"Prof! I'm gonna..." marty began. The gforce was to much for him and he spewed vomit wall over the windzscreen WHICH THANKFULLY STAYED THERE DUE TO THE SPINNING MOTION.
"ALMOST THEER!" CRIED THE PROF. HE JERKED THE STEERING WHEEL AND SUDDENLY THEY ALL FLEW OFF IN A spinning whirl. The colours faded and suddenly they appeared dead in the air above some tarmac. They all fell and mecha clucked as she hit the ground. She felt her doors open and the dolorian reversed out . The prof climbed out f the wing door and brushed off his science suit, while mary practically fell out nd heaved up his guts.
"Where are we prof?" He asked, whitpong hs mouth on a tissue.
"The compjuter said manchester." Siad the rpof. 'that's in engliand son."
"Okay. So what do we do know?" They looked around. They were in a carpark and the place was deserted apart for a ford box van.
"Why is it s quiet?" Marty asked. "It's a city, shouldn't it be bus..." he stopped as a noise coming fro. Mecha distracted him.
"Rof, something is stuck u der the chicken thing." They bpth crouched down and were surprised to find a miniture austin 7 chummy on it's side wedged in her axe. It was about the size of an old tin bah and as they pulled it onto it's wheels they saw that it's headlamps looked like eyes. They flashed in grdatitude and and the crank hand whirrled happily. Its registration tread 'brum'.
"Prof, i's alive!" Marty exclaimed, admiring the littlew car.
"We must be i the futur. Maye they put their souls into small cars in this period. Or maybe cars rule the planet!" The caar seemed eager to move on and made it's way towards the nearby shopping centrer. The two men followed him, hopeing ti find some signs of life.

as they entered the centre, they saw that it Ol was deserted. Not a sole breathed o moved.
"Prof, what's king on?" The prof shook his head.
"Maybe it's a public holiday and everybody his out celebrating? Who knows what is happeneing in this time." They folled the little car throughout the shopping centre, and all was silent. After an hour of finding all the show open but no staff to be seen, they left through another door.

Meanwhile, mecha had been curious as to the silence. As soo n as the men had left with the strange hanger-on, she has roamed a little around the empty car park, listening to the outskirtsa of the city. She did this for over an hour, but saw nobody. As she passed by a ow of olive f=vans on the far side, she suddenly heard sa radio speaking loudly inside. "We think the van is due to b low up an minutwe.!" It sid "all teams keep back." Mecha had a split second to react. She spins round and registered the ford box van was the only vehicle there near the shopping centre. If it was going to blow up then she needed o do something about it. She sped over to it and yelled "oi! What are you doing? Why area you trying to heart people?" The van didn't answer. It appeared to be dead. What could she do? She c ounldn't push it away bec abuse it had breaks. She couldn't get into it and take the explosives away... but se was mecha and she was magical. There was only one thing to do. She opened her doors and rammed herself at the bonnet, hoping she was big enough to engulf the whole van. She tried to ignore the fact that her pleasure levels were rising- this was not the moment for her own pleasure. Theis was ther moment that she sat ed this place. As she pushed with all her ight she saw the see off to safe place. Push... push... she felt the van iinching inside her. Eventually she was able to lose the doors. Now s he just had to wait.

On the other side of the centre, party anc d the rof reappeared.
"Why is the dolarian here?" Marty asked pointing to the car which was right in front of them.
" don't know. Something's i wonder if it has a mind of the ow..." he was interrrupted by a sudden explosion somewhere behind them, and they ducked as fling glass shy over their heads.

Mecha clucked as the van exploded inside her. Her body land floor became separated and she hurtled through the air as glass and bit of masonry came crashing down from the front of the shopping centre, destroying ,most of the exterior walls. But she had done it- she had prevent the explosion from destroying the whole area. She whizzed up, up up, her axels and floor somehow managing to collar her. As she reached the apex of height she felt herself stat to slow down and knew she wouldn't survive the landing. But she forgot she was magi and the wheels started to move towards her and she felt them fuse back into position. Wow, how could had that explosion felt? She readied herself for the fall, and said her goodbyes to the world but at that moment... something hit her in er front in terror wear and sent her zooming across the sky. She tied to turn her head and could just make out an f-35 lightning fighter prototype jet shot it's nosecne inside her on its flight path. She clucked in extasy as the sudden intasaneous orgasm lasted for the net thousand miles and blurred out anything she. Ould take in like the pennines or the atlantic ocean. She thought she would die with the intensity as there seemed to be no end to the point of no return feeling. She was lost in a world of utmost pleasure.

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The farmer was having trouble trying to sell te seeds. Nobodt seemesd to want to buy them. Pobably as this was a city and the skyscrapers meant that nobody had a garden. In the end, being fed up of rejection, she managed to sell them to a mweber of the smokatorium, claimignt hat if he ground them up they coudl be smoked and he would get high. She got far more money for them than they werre worth and once they had exchanged them, she got out of the city as fast as possibe.=, her heargt heavy withthoughts of how far away her love was...

AN: thanks to those who continue reading this adventure of love and excitment. For those outside of uk, the Arndale bombing in 1997 was supposedly the ira planting a van of explosives that took out the shopping centre fronoot. But lots of people think it was a setup as it caused milons of pounds to be given. To redeveloping manchester ass before that i ws a grotty place. I just thought i'd put some history in here . Hope you like it guys and it shouldn't be too long before the next bit is done)