The time machine is not blue, it's just wood, slightly dark wood, as it's varnished, but still wood.
Slightly shorter chapter today, couldn't think of anything else.
Chapter Thirty: Problems
As the time machine, named the Chronostar, lurched left and right, a small conversation took place,
"Well, I have no idea where or when we're going, but we're gonna be alright, as long as we have the shields up," HoT said, holding onto the main console,
"Shields?" HoW asked,
"You didn't put shields on? But this machine is made of wood, it'll be ripped to shreds across time!" HoT shouted,
"Great," HoW replied,
"So, the Chronostar will die?" Sheik asked, a worried expression on her face,
"Pretty much," was the reply,
Sheik wasn't having that, and created shields around the Chronostar.
The magic, however, needed a lot of energy, and Sheik ran out quickly, leaving the Chronostar unprotected.
The doors ripped open, and Lynn, Sheik, Zelda and HoW were the only ones who were holding on to the console tight enough not to be pulled into the time vortex and disappear.
As they watched, Aveil, Dangoro, Mikau, HoT and Tetra had their grips wrenched from the console and pulled through the door.
HoT held onto the open door and watched the others disappear. He shouted something to those left in the Chronostar, but his words were blown backwards and broadcast to a small place in time.
With a great effort, he closed the doors, and just as they closed, he nodded at Sheik, who lifted her hand and used the vestiges of her magic to lock the door.
Suddenly, the Chronostar shuddered to a halt. Opening the doors, the remainder of the group found themselves facing something they had never expected, a floating city.
End of Third Act
What could happen next? Honestly?