Beatrice was riding in a VTOL aircraft with her fellow superhero trainees, Felicia Uinta, Duncan, and Sir Meanqy jia Leelash. "Okay, you kids have been at the top of your games since you came to the YSL. So you're going to be given your first assignment early." Gladius said.

"So what is the situation here?" Beatrice asked.

"It should be a routine bank robbery... though from what I've heard it's being robbed by dinosaurs," Gladius said.

"Good Isaria! Dinosaurs, why is it dinosaurs? How can it be dinosaurs?" Meanqy said.

"You have no idea what dinosaurs are, do you?" Felicia asked.

"Not a clue, but unless it could help I don't think I would want to know," Meanqy admitted.

"Well anyway, aliens that look like large lizards in space armor are robbing a bank, and the Danville Police want us to take care of these jokers," Gladius said.

"Do we know anything about these... alien lizards?" Beatrice asked.

"Virtually nothing, I've never seen these aliens before. I've been at this business for over two-thousand years and I've never seen anyone like them." Gladius said.

"So... we're just going in blind?" Beatrice asked.

"Well we asked for more information, but the police couldn't give us any further info. Now the key to this whole operation. Is the element of surprise." Gladius said as he slammed his fist into a big red button. The four teenagers fell through the hatch that opened up beneath them. "Blast, I hit the release button too soon again!" Gladius said in annoyance.

"Okay, we've got to improvise. Duncan, change into your Gargoyle form. Felicia, try to make a landing for yourself out of ice. Meanqy, you got any special powers that could cushion your fall?" Beatrice asked as Duncan and Felicia did this, and Beatrice used her anti-gravity pads to slow her fall.

"You know, I don't really have powers per-say, their abilities that I have thanks to my cybernetics and weapons training." Meanqy pointed out.

"Well do you have any abilities that can keep the fall from killing you?" Beatrice asked.

"Well my people possess a set of wings not unlike that of your earth dragonflies," Meanqy said.

"Well use those! Quickly the ground is coming up fast!" Beatrice said.

"Well you see... have I told you how I came to be a cyborg?" Meanqy said.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Beatrice asked.

"Well, you see before I came to your world. I was horribly maimed and burned so-" then Meanqy landed face-first into the pavement, leaving a massive crater. "...so I lost my wings, and can't fly." Meanqy finished.

"Well, why didn't you just say that BEFORE YOU HIT THE GROUND, I can fly I would have helped!?" Beatrice said in bewilderment.

"First, I do like to tell of my fall from grace, and my involuntary exile into this dimension. Ask Duncan, he'll be the first to tell you such. Second, a gentleman does not ask for a ladies help unless it is absolutely necessary. Thanks to the strength of my cybernetics it wasn't necessary." Meanqy said, brushing himself off as he put on his top hat.

"But- the crater- whose going to pay- or repair- GURH! You organics are so confusing!" Beatrice said in aggravation.

"Isn't that our charm?" Duncan said.

"Indubitably, now shall we greet our reptilian ruffians?" Meanqy said as Felicia joined them, having slid down an ice slide that she made.

"Let's," Felicia said in an uncharacteristically stoic tone. The four young superheroes burst into the bank and found it empty.

"Was anyone else expecting a firefight? Cause, I was expecting to be fired on by lasers or something." Beatrice said.

"You mean you would want to be fired on by fiends milady?" Meanqy asked.

"No, but there should be aliens in here…somewhere" Beatrice said.

"Don't let your guard down, this smells like a trap," Duncan said.

"I agree, but where are the bankers applying their trade? I know that among this nation work ethics tend to be lax, but I imagine that they would be about the place." Meanqy said.

"They must be held hostage, or evacuated before things got series," Felicia said.

"I'm switching my visor to thermal scan," Beatrice said as she changed the settings of her visor. "Okay, I got a trail and it leads into the main- WHOA," Beatrice said in surprise.

"What is wrong?" Felicia asked. "Your completely invisible in these things, you're at the very end of the thermal spectrum how is that even possible?" Beatrice asked.

"Irrelevant for now, lead the way," Felicia said, confused by her friend's strange mannerisms the robot teenager led her friends into the bank's main vault.

"Hellooooo... anyone in here?" Beatrice asked, then as if in answer dinosaur aliens leaned out from behind cover. "Get down!" Beatrice shouted as she and her friends got into cover. "Anyone got any ideas?" Beatrice said as she fired a laser cannon out from cover.

"I can use my ice shuriken's, I do not know if that will help," Felicia said.

"I can throw one of these big cases at them." Duncan offered. "I dare say that my plasma flintlocks might deal these rogues quite a wallop," Meanqy said with pride.

Meanwhile on the other end of the vault, one of the dinosaur-like aliens came up behind alien troops. "What is going on here? We've almost gotten the last of this banks gold out of here." The un-helmeted alien asked, his head looking like a mix between a Velociraptor and a Parasaurolophus.

"These interlopers, superheroes I believe have come to interfere with our plans. They will not succeed!" An alien trooper said. Followed by a flurry of ice shurikens, lasers, and plasma spheres.

"Something seems wrong; we manipulated events so that nobody would know that we were even here. Unless my idiot second-in-command forgot to cut the Superhero Silent Alarm, why did I even entrust that job to him?" The lead alien said, he then unsheathed a futuristic-looking sword as a lockbox flew towards his head. He cut it in half in one swoop like a hot knife through butter.

"Get out of cover! We're going to rush him!" Beatrice said.

"Is that wise? We know not what manner of weapons these brigands wield." Meanqy said.

"That voice... why does that voice sound so familiar?" The lead alien said, and then Beatrice and her friends leaped out of cover.

"That... that automaton! Stand back, I'll handle these... whelps personally." The lead alien said as he charged towards the four heroes in training. He then kneed Duncan in the chest, knocking the wind out of the young Gargoyle. Then the alien leader sprayed some manner of gas into Felicia's face from his gauntlet, knocking her unconsciousness. Then the lead alien sprayed more of such gas into Meanqy's face.

"You'll pay for hurting my friends!" Beatrice said as the two locked swords.

"We meet again Ore-Hide." The alien leader said.

"Don't be absurd, I've never seen you in my life. I'd remember having to look at such an ugly mug." Beatrice quipped.

"So, you don't remember how you foiled Ormphala Ty'raka?" Ty'raka said as he grabbed Beatrice by the neck.

"No, don't recall ever hearing that name," Beatrice said. "Also, I don't-"

"BE SILENT YOU RAMBLING MACHINE!" Ty'raka said as he threw Beatrice into a wall. "To be perfectly frank, I don't even care if you do recall our previous meeting. After all, you thwarted my plan to destroy humanity. But as ever fate itself stood against my ambition to avenge my people and so many other civilizations for all the wrongs mankind ever committed upon us." Ty'raka said as he picked up Beatrice, and tore off an arm. Beatrice screamed in pain. "I and my followers were within a hair's breadth of fulfilling our retribution for friends and family lost. But instead, you and the Errant Traveler took the DNA Killer from us. Now we have to scavenge this wretched hive for resources just to survive and plan our revenge against these worthless primates." Ty'raka ranted as he tore off Beatrice's other arm.

"P-Please! Stop!" Beatrice said as she futilely kicked at Ty'raka, and crying in pain.

"No, you deserve no mercy for denying me my long desire for vengeance, OUR vengeance." Ty'raka said, and then an alien trooper approached him.

"What are your orders lord?" The trooper asked.

"Put them aboard the shuttle, as for this menace." Ty'raka said as he placed a square-shaped device on Beatrice's forehead.

"Wh-What is this going to do to me?! Turn me into a mindless slave? Wipe my memory in its entirety?!" Beatrice said in a panic.

"No, no this will simply immobilize you. You'll be completely unaware of everything that'll happen to you. But don't worry you won't be made a slave. You're a work of man, and thus must be destroyed like all the rest of them." Ty'raka said as Beatrice's vision darkened.

In this state, Beatrice's mind was wandering. Was this the end? Who was this alien? How did he know her? Did she previously run into this Ty'raka character when she ran away from home, accidentally bringing her newborn sister with her? Who was this Errant Traveler? Why did he have such an apparent hatred for humans? All these questions and more raced through her head until she awoke with a gasp. "Good your awake, I thought I'd never get this thing off your head," Duncan said as he held the square immobilization device in his hand.

"Duncan! Where are we? Why can't I feel anything below my neck?" Beatrice asked.

"I think we're onboard the enemy flagship. I believe it's called the Vow of Vengeance or something. As for why you can't feel anything below your neck..." Duncan said awkwardly as he picked of Beatrice's decapitated head.

"Please don't scream," Duncan said.

"Do I at least have my visor?" Beatrice asked.

"No... Our gear was taken to some manner of holding facility, including your visor, and the rest of your body... or at least your limbs. I didn't get too good a look when they took us aboard. But now we got to get out of here." Duncan said as he placed Beatrice's head back on her decapitated torso. Thanks to the nanites that composed her body it was reattached easily.

"How are you still awake? I thought that you were knocked out." Beatrice asked as he climbed up into the vents with her body in tow.

"No, I faked it, and before you say anything I wanted to help you from that Ty'raka character. But I had to maintain a ruse to get a good look around the ship." Duncan explained.

"Just help me recover my things, and Felicia and Meanqy." Beatrice said, the two then heard a rather loud 'Sir" Meanqy echoing through the vents.

Eventually, Duncan leaped down through a vent into a luxuries looking room. With Meanqy holding a goblet of some kind.

"Meanqy, it's good your alive... and in the presidential suite what is going on here?" Duncan asked.

"Firstly, these villains have treated me quite well. You wouldn't think robbers would have such quarters but I was impressed. Secondly," Meanqy then slapped Duncan across the face, "I'm SIR Meanqy, how many times have I had to remind you of that fact?" Meanqy said in frustration.

"Look do you have any idea where Felicia and the rest of my body are?" Beatrice asked.

"I asked where my arms and Lady Uinta were, but they were not privy to tell me. Apparently my not being human was only enough to entrust me with such knowledge. But enough to grant me this room for my confinement." Meanqy said, the two of them then got back into the vents. "Do you even know where we're going?" Meanqy asked as he followed Duncan.

"Yes, I memorized our path through this place, and have been tracing my paces backward from there," Duncan said.

"But we didn't go through the vents... did we?" Beatrice said.

"I'm well aware of that. This isn't the first time I've had to climb through a vent." Duncan said.

Several minutes later the three of them found themselves in a room where Felicia was being held in some manner of device. "What are they doing to her? Seriously, Duncan, I can't see anything turn me around." Beatrice said as Felicia screamed in pain.

"No, no you really don't want to look at it. Now on the count of three, we jump the guards. Three!" Duncan said as he and Meanqy leaped out of hiding, overpowering the two aliens.

"Wait, these guys don't look anything like the aliens that we faced before," Beatrice said.

"I know, apparently this ship's crew is a mishmash of alien races. No idea how many of them there are but the big dinosaurs are the top dogs." Duncan explained as he tore off the device that Felicia was being held in.

"Felicia? Are you okay? What were they doing to you?" Beatrice asked in concern.

"They... they wanted to figure out how I was able to make my ice weapons. I... I think that thing was supposed to extract my powers." Felicia said in exhaustion.

"Now let's find our things, and figure out what's going on here," Duncan said.

"No need to tell me twice, follow me," Felicia said as she manifested an ice katana.

"I assure you I know where they're kept," Duncan said, then as if on cue he was knocked out by an alien guard. Felicia quickly dispatched the trooper.

"At any rate, I will guide you to your missing equipment," Felicia said in her stoic tone as she put Beatrice's body on her back, making makeshift ice bands to secure her. "Yikes, your cold!" Beatrice said in surprise.

"You'll get used to it. Now let's move on." Felicia said as Meanqy put Duncan over his shoulders. Eventually, they arrived at the room were there gear was being held.

"My thanks to you Lady Uinta, I felt beyond uncomfortable not having my pieces about my person," Meanqy said as he took his plasma flintlock pistols and swords.

"Where are my limbs? I was under the impression that my limbs were here!" Beatrice said.

"I'm sorry, but I can't find them!" Felicia said as she looked through the lockers.

"Okay don't panic, don't panic," Beatrice said. "I am in no state of panic Lady Flynn," Meanqy said.

"I'm talking to myself! Now Felicia, can you cut loose some metal?" Beatrice said.

"Why?" Felicia asked.

"It's... it's a sort experimental thing my dad was working on. Basically, he reprogramed my nanites to be able to replicate anything I eat to repair myself if need be. So please, can you give me some metal?" Beatrice said, Felicia, cut off a piece of the gold-colored metal and held it up for Beatrice to eat. After a few pieces of the stuff, she regrew an arm.

"This is really good! I don't know what this stuff is made of but it's really good!" Beatrice said as she slowly regrew her other arm.

"Bea, its metal not cake or anything like it," Felicia said.

"Oh I know, but I can taste the molecular components of this metal!" Beatrice said in excitement.

"You know I'd say that was weird, but after that month-long stay at my cousins in Japan I'm not one to judge on what's weird," Felicia said as she cut a hole into a container.

"Well I'll be, I found your visor, Bea!" Felicia said as she threw the goggles at Bea.

"Thanks, are my old limbs in there?" Beatrice asked as she regrew her legs as she ate the metal chunk.

"No, why would you even want them? You've got a new pair." Felicia asked.

"I know, but... it's more that I feel weird being barefoot." Beatrice said pointing to her feet, which compared to the rest of her body were relatively large.

"Seriously? We're on an alien warship and you're concerned about being barefoot?" Felicia asked.

"Fair point, but I just feel weird not wearing my shoes," Beatrice said.

"Wait, you humans take OFF your clothes? I was under the impression that you molted." Meanqy said in surprise.

"Okay..." Felicia said in bewilderment.

"It's a long story about how he came to Earth and why we came to the YSI. Suffice it to say nobody in my immediate family is strictly... human and leave it at that for now." Duncan said; the four heroes in training left the room, Unaware that they were being watched from the ship's bridge.

"Did that seem odd to you Uraaka the hybrid boy inexplicably regaining consciousness?" Ty'raka asked of his second-in-command, an alien from the same species as him.

"That's what you're thinking? Aside from sending one guard in the science section, you're doing nothing to recapture the prisoners?" Uraaka asked.

"And this is yet another reason why I blame you when everything and anything goes wrong. You lack imagination. Creativity, even Sool-Aaris is better at this then you and he doesn't even have opposable digits." Ty'raka said gesturing to a dog-like alien with a barricade like head, antenna, and enormous front legs and comparably shorter back legs at a console.

"Then why isn't he, my superior in rank then?" Uaaka asked.

"For one thing, it amuses me when he mauls you." Ty'raka said with an amused look on his face.

"Besides, my place is gathering information, not the rigors of leadership beyond my station or capabilities," Sool-Aaris said telepathically.

"At any rate, we must prepare for when they come to the bridge. Bridge crew! Raise barricades and prepare for an ambush." Ty'raka said. Eventually, Beatrice and her friend arrived on the bridge, only to find Ty'raka alone. "You mind explaining why you didn't just leave?" Ty'raka asked.

"Your under arrest for threats of genocide, bank robbery, and assorted other crimes that you're under suspicion of," Beatrice said.

"Well, well, well. I applaud your sense of duty. But you whelps have no idea what you've gotten yourselves into. You don't even remember when we last met android." Ty'raka said.

"Then tell me, what did happen?" Beatrice asked.

"It's a long and complicated story, but we are of the Fellowship. We're from the future by about ten-thousand Terran rotations. Over a thousand years before our voyage into the past we fought a great war with humanity. Your misbegotten kind nearly destroyed us, the Yoral and our great alliance of races. I was but a youth when that war began... seeing my homeworld burned without pity and mercy. I spent the rest of my life seeking humanities destruction. So from the shadows, I created an organization called the Vigilant of Ic'thao." Ty'raka said.

"So the leaders of this Fellowship ordered you to-"

"DON'T INTERUPT ME YOUR WORTHLESS SACK OF IRON!" Ty'raka shrieked, interrupting Beatrice. "As I was saying, from the shadows we Vigilant would orchestrate the downfall of mankind. Though if you're wondering, that was not the purpose of the Vigilant as far as the Fellowship's leadership was concerned. In fact, a key tenant of our society was the protection of all life forms. But what you humans did to our peoples, our homes, our loved ones. That can't be ignored. But eventually, a band of human 'heroes' found out our secret plots, our secret base of operations. So with no other choice, I chose to violate one of the most sacred laws of the Fellowship. To travel back to the past and destroy humanity at its most primitive... but due to a miscalculation thanks to my second-in-command-"

"For the last time! I don't know enough about math or the manipulation of space-time to get the coordinates right!" Uraaka said, being shoved into a vent grate.

"Regardless, we're now stuck in your species twenty-first century. You and the Errant Traveler came by a few days after we had arrived, and destroyed our DNA Killer weapon." Ty'raka said at length.

"Well, I don't remember meeting you before today. I don't know why but that whole incident has gaps in it, but now that you've said all that... I do remember some of it; it's just that I can now actually hear words to them." Beatrice said.

"Really? Someone in great authority must have had the entire incident erased from your memory. No idea who that could be... nor do I care to be frank. Might have been someone in your world's government, might have been the Errant Traveler himself. But regardless, I'm done with you." Ty'raka said as his men leaned out of cover with their weapons trained on Beatrice.

"Don't worry, I won't allow your friends to be killed until after I'm done with them. Ready-"

"Don't even think about it Ormphala." A stranger said, standing behind Ty'raka with a manner of wand-like device.

"I don't believe it!" Meanqy said in awe. All of the Vigilant troopers looked behind them to see the human-like stranger.

"Drop your weapons or he dies." The stranger said in an intimidating voice, they obeyed reluctantly. "Now put your hands up Ty'raka, and turn around. Slowly." The stranger said.

"The Errant Traveler, what brings you back here?" Ty'raka asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know?... basically my Tacha'noma malfunctioned again and I had to make an emergency landing on your bridge. And now I see that not only have you survived our last meeting. But that you're still threatening innocent humans again!" The Errant Traveler said.

"Hmm, innocent humans… I swear if that isn't an oxymoron I don't know what is." Ty'raka said the Vigilant Troopers sniggered in agreement.

"Release them, or you won't live to avenge the Night of Shame. You know my legend as well as most people do." The Errant Traveler said as his wand device glowed brighter.

"FINE, take the whelps." Ty'raka growled.

"Who is this guy?" Felicia asked.

"I will tell you further when we get into his Tacha'noma!" Meanqy said as his arms divided into four, and he grabbed all three of his friends in his arms.

"Now follow me, children!" The Errant Traveler said as he walked backward from Ty'raka, followed by Meanqy running after him with his friends in tow.

"MEN! TAKE THE TRAVELER!" Ty'raka bellowed.

"Oh boy, quickly get into the booth." The Errant Traveler said hurriedly as he got into an old-timey phone booth.

"But it's to... small?" Beatrice said as they entered the booth. As you can imagine it's much bigger on the inside.

"It's good to see you again Bea." The Errant Traveler said in a familiar tone.

"You... you've met the Errant Traveler before?" Meanqy said in surprise.

"I don't remember. Not clearly at any rate." Beatrice said.

"Oh thank Chrounous. I assumed that since you didn't recognize that we had met out of order. I hate it when that happens!" The Errant Traveler said.

"Traveler? What happened out there?" A blond-haired woman asked... who had Llama ears and was a Llama from the waist down.

"We're parked on a renegade Fellowship warship, the Vow of Vengeance Cent'aura. And I found someone I've met before." The Errant Traveler said.

"So... you did not come here deliberately?" Meanqy asked.

"Young man, I rarely go anywhere deliberately. The few times I have had complete control over this old can I've tried to get an actual vacation from saving the universe. I get dragged into another unwanted adventure." The Errant Traveler said.

"But who are you?" Beatrice asked.

"That's not an easy question to answer. But to put it simply, I'm a traveler. I'm from an ancient race of time travelers, one day I got bored and 'borrowed' this old Tacha'noma and left my homeworld. Since then I've gone across the entire universe, saving civilizations, toppling tyrants, preserving the timeline, and defeating monsters that could eat galaxies as an after-dinner snack." The Errant Traveler said.

"He's also completely mad." Cent'aura said.

"True, but you try comprehending the ebb and flow of time without your head turning into a metaphorical WMD, and then we'll talk." The Errant Traveler said.

"It is an honor beyond words to meet you, Errant Traveler. You have saved my world from destruction many times, for that you have my thanks." Meanqy said as he knelt to the ancient hero.

"Ah yes, you're a Kalana'dall aren't you? I must have saved Orala-Magaar five, six times by now that I know of. Get on your feet young man. You're embarrassing yourself to your friends." The Errant Traveler said.

"So... what now?" Beatrice asked.

"Well, the good news is that they can't break in here. The bad news is, my Tacha'noma is on the fritz. So we might be stuck where we are for a while." The Errant Traveler said.

"For how long?" Beatrice asked. "No idea, but I do have a quick-fix solution that will either get us out of here. Or kill everyone onboard." The Errant Traveler said.

Reluctantly our young heroes helped plan with the Errant Traveler. "So, is everyone clear?" The Errant Traveler asked.

"Yes, and I don't know about the rest of you. But I'm ready to get out of here, and binge-watch soap operas." Beatrice said everyone, looked at her funnily. "What? You three know that I like soap operas," Beatrice said innocently.

"Well anyway, I've got my stopwatch. When I turn it on, you all charge out of the Tacha'noma. Ready...? GO GO GO!" The Errant Traveler said as he started the stopwatch. Beatrice and her friends charged out, knocking aside the Vigilant Troopers.

"Felicia you got the Command Decks, Duncan you get the Hangers, and Meanqy you take out the Science Bays. I'll take the hull!" Beatrice said as she flew out of the ship's windows, outside she got a better-looking ship.

The ship was silver-colored and shaped like a highly intricately designed spearhead, covered in some manner of strange spherical devices that looked like they were hastily fused on. "So those are the Chrono-Sphere's that allowed this ship to transport back in time like this. Time to make them go boom." Beatrice said excitedly as she deployed a rocket battery on her back. She opened fire on the Chrono-Sphere's; of course, this was not without receiving harassment from the bird-like starfighters of the Vigilant. However, despite these obstacles, she destroyed all of the Chrono-Sphere's.

"Okay Beatrice," the Errant Traveler said over Beatrice's com system, "I just detected the last of the Chrono-Sphere's going offline, and the others have destroyed their targets." The Errant Traveler said.

"What should happen now?" Beatrice asked.

"Well if my guess was right. It should open a temporal portal, right... about... now!" The Errant Traveler said as a huge temporal portal opened.

"What happens now?" Beatrice asked.

"Well... I'm not entirely sure of what will happen. But the Vow of Vengeance won't be around to threaten humanity... at least for a little while anyway." The Errant Traveler said as the Vow of Vengeance was sucked through the portal.

"But what about my friends, will they be alright?" Beatrice said in worry. However, before the Errant Traveler could say anything. A wave of some kind went out from the portal, knocking Beatrice out of the sky, unconscious. Later, she regained consciousness, with the Errant Traveler looking over her scattered body parts. "What... what happened? Where am I?" Beatrice asked in pain.

"Sorry about that, short story, The Vow of Vengeance has been sucked away. The portal sort of shorted out your systems. But according to your internal chronometer, it should have only been a few hours that you were out." The Errant Traveler said.

"What do you mean a few hours? Where are my friends?" Beatrice asked.

"Yes... your friends... look. They couldn't get back to my Tacha'noma in time. Not before it was forcefully jettisoned from the Vow of Vengeance by the temporal rift we created. I was barely able to pilot the thing properly." The Errant Traveler said.

"What?... can't you get my friends back?" Beatrice said.

"No, I can't! There in a temporal rift, the Tacha'noma can't remain stationary or land in an anomaly like that! I was barely able to get Cent'aura home, and on top of that I spent the last century pin-balling up and down the space time-continuum-"

"No! Nononononononononono! You don't understand, Felicia, Duncan, Meanqy! They're the only friends I've ever had! You have to save them! You... you..." Beatrice said as she began to sob.

"Bea, I understand better then most others what it's like to lose friends. But there is hope for them, eventually, they are bound the get out of the temporal rift. Though as a consequence so would the Vow of Vengeance." The Errant Traveler said, trying to be reassuring to the distraught gynoid.

"When... when will they back?" Beatrice asked, her face covered in tears.

"I don't know; the only certainty with a time rift is that for them it'll be at least a couple of minutes. But here... even I don't know for certain." The Errant Traveler said as he reattached Beatrice's limbs.

"So... there's some hope?" Beatrice asked.

"There's always hope, perhaps more than even I could imagine, now... can you help me get my Tacha'noma to someone who can fix it? I'd offer you a ride home but..." The Errant Traveler said as an explosion came out of the door. "...yeah it's in no shape for travel." The Errant Traveler said.

"I... suppose I could," Beatrice said.

"Fantastic! I'll take one end and you take the other." The Errant Traveler said.

"Okay... do you know anyone who could help you repair your... time machine?" Beatrice asked, still depressed. "No idea, unless the systems are on the fritz, we're in Danville. And the only two people I know who might help, are more concerned about pistachio nuts, another story entirely. So do you know who could fix it?" The Errant Traveler asked.

"Well... my dad and step-uncle are really good at fixing things. They might help, from what dad has told me it wouldn't even be the first time they've made a time machine or a dimensional transcendental thingy." Beatrice said.

"Seriously?" The Errant Traveler said in disbelief.

"Well, technically they fixed that time machine... or there might be some other circumstances around that. He wasn't really clear and straight forward on that." Beatrice explained.

"Sounds like men after my own hearts, who knows they might even fix the blasted steering on this thing." The Errant Traveler said as both he and Beatrice began their long trip home.

"So... how did we meet?" Beatrice asked, all the Errant Traveler could do was sigh in resignation.