Disclaimer- Ok, by this time you know the drill. I don't own Farscape or any of the characters. If I did, I would be writing a script for the next show right now because the last one was a rerun and they're suppose to be showing the new episodes for at least another two weeks. Also this takes place right before they picked up that group of aliens that escaped from the Peacekeepers. So everyone's back on Moya, but they didn't meet those people yet. I would but them in the story, but I don't know any of their names yet, and I'm not sure if those two survived, they were very badly injured. And I still don't own DBZ or any of the characters that have ever been on the show. Oh and don't even try to figure out what's going to happen, because even I don't know. Ever since Ryoko pointed out that this was all really a story the characters don't listen to me anymore. They have taken a life of their own! They are planning to take over the entire multiv- MMUUFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!! … … Um, nothing to worry about, There's nooooo way that this fanfic has just been hijacked by it's characters. And this is definitely NOT Cryos writing now. Nope, no way…

The twins blasted out of the portal, and into empty space. No problem for them of course. They didn't need to breathe, but without any air to carry sound, they couldn't talk to each other, so Cryos signaled to his sister to go in one direction, and they went off. They weren't really sure where they were going, so they just went towards the nearest star, unfortunately, it had no planets. So they went off towards the next. When they were about halfway there, a spaceship came at them so fast that they didn't even see it coming until it was practically on top of them. It stopped less than a few miles away, in space, a few miles is like a couple of inches. It had an unusual design, a sort of pod shape with three long curved poles arcing off the back end and coming to a single point, the poles appeared to be propulsion system of some kind. The ship almost looked alive.

As the twins came closer, they realized that it really was alive, and it had people living inside of it. Zeethra could sense at least one human, and several other aliens living inside this creature. She followed Cryos up the side of the ship to what looked like an airlock, he hit it a few times with his fist, after a few seconds it opened up, and the twins flew inside.

Inside The Spacecraft…

The shell-like communicator in Moya's neural nexus (a.k.a. The bridge) came suddenly to life, surprising John Crichton, who was going over the sensor controls, trying to track the strange reading Moya had gotten a few minutes ago. They had looked like a small wormhole, something that interested him very much. Pilot's face appeared in the screen, "Commander Crichton, some creatures have gained access to the airlock in the docking bay. Moya is unsure as to what they are, but they did not come in a ship, Moya allowed them access thinking that they were in a desperate situation, but it appears that they were just fine living in a vacuum. But the strangest thing is that they are speaking in a language that seems to be similar to yours."

"Pilot, do you mean to tell me that there are English-speaking aliens onboard Moya?" John had trouble believing it.

"It appears so, and if you plan on meeting them, you had best hurry. Aeryn and D'Argo are already on their way to 'deal' with the problem, as only they can…" John knew what that meant, Aeryn was ex-peacekeeper, and tended to shoot first and ask questions later. D'Agro, the Luxon warrior, liked to shoot first and not ask questions later. Normally, these traits were useful, and had saved the lives of everyone onboard Moya many times, but John needed to speak with these aliens. And to do that, they needed to be alive. He rushed toward the docking bay, passing Rygel, the little toad like alien who sat in his hoverchair.

"What the yots is going on here. Back when I was the Domonar of over six hundred billion loyal subjects I never had any kind of problem that would wake me up at a frelling arn like this. Why I had a separate counsel for every arn of the day." The little Hynerian had never gotten used to the kind of on-the-go live style that living on Moya demanded. So John simply ignored him as he usually did and ran on to the docking bay. Once there, he found Aeryn and D'Argo each pointing a weapon at the two creatures. They were both shouting at the aliens, but it was obvious that neither of them understood what they were saying.

Aeryn was screaming at them "Drop any weapons you have! Are you working for the Peacekeepers? The Skarrans? Who are you!?!"

"Umm, Aeryn," John whispered "I don't think they understand you."

"Of course they understand me, or at least they understand my pulse-rifle." She fired a warning shot, and the aliens didn't blink. "Ok, now that's just frustrating. I'm going to blow the arm off one of them." She lined up another shot and fired before John could stop her. But the alien just raised his arm, and then a beam fired from his hand. The beam intercepted the pulse-rifle bolt and the two blast annihilated each other. Then the female alien did something amazing, she spoke English. It had been so long since John had heard his own language that he almost couldn't tell it from the alien languages that he heard every day.

She said "Another one's here, maybe these stupid translators can figure him out."

"Unlikely." The voice came from the object hanging from the female's neck, "The reason you can't understand them now is because they are speaking two different languages and are confusing the translators. Adding a third to the mix will likely only make it worse."

"Way to crush my hopes, Elfive." She said.

John, meanwhile, was having a little trouble processing this. The aliens were obviously speaking English, but there was no way they were Human. He walked up to them and said. "Ah, hello. My name's John Crichton, I'm a human, and I was wondering how you two speak English."

"Finally!" The female alien shouted, making Aeryn and D'Argo tense up on their weapons, "Someone who speaks English! I'm Zeethra, and this is my brother Cryos. We're looking for our parents, they're sorta, lost. And we're part human, we were born and raised on earth, that's why we speak English."

"You were born on earth?!?" Asked John, disbelieving, But how? There were never aliens on earth when I was there."

"Different earth, different universe. At least that's how it seamed when Washu explained it." He caught the blank look on Crichton's face. And proceeded to tell him the whole story about the whole DBZ series, (Of course he doesn't know that it's really an anime cartoon.) and how he and his sister had come to be floating around in space in an entirely different universe than the one they were born in.

"That's quite a story, mine's not quite that good. About three years ago, I was working on faster than light travel, and apparently, it worked. Because I was shot through a wormhole, got mixed up with these people and, to make an absurdly long story short, here I am. But if you two have wormhole technology, maybe you can help me get home."

"That is technologically possible," Elfour responded, "But not with the equipment we have here. To understand the difference in the two kinds of wormholes we are talking about, think of it like this. While we tunnel through space-time, you skip off it much like a stone on a pond. In fact, it appears to be similar to what your spacecraft does when it goes faster than light,"

"It's called starburst." Muttered John.

"Only on a much grander scale." She contuined. "Perhaps if I had more time to take measurements outside the ship-"

"Thank you, Elfour, that will be quite enough." Cryos cut her off in mid sentence. "Now what I want to know is how you became fluent in so many alien languages in three years. Because that could come in real handy if we're going to keep bouncing around the Multiverse with these translators that don't work."

"There's nothing wrong with the translators! They-" Elfour began before John cut her off as well.

"Translator-microbes." He announced. "When I first arrived they injected me with them, they colonize in my brain-stem and provide instant translations of any and all alien languages they have learned, and if you give them to something new, all the microbes learn that language as well, at least of they're in a few light-years. They're psychic that way."

"Alright, I want some!" Said Cryos.

"Are you sure they're safe?" Asked Zeethra.

"Zeethra," Said Cryos, "If they didn't hurt a human, they're not gonna hurt us."

"Ok," Crichton spoke into his comlink, "Pilot, can we get some translator microbes down here."

"Certainly, the DRD's will inject our guests." A pair of little domed yellow robots with glowing eyes on long stalks came up to the twins. They tried to inject them, but the needles could not penetrate their skin. So Cryos used his blades, controlling the transformation so that only the wrist blades appeared, and cut first his and then his sister's bare feet. The injections took place and a few seconds later the tiny cuts had both healed thanks to the twin's immortality powers.

(Little note from blacksheep, I bet you forgot about that, didn't you. The twins are immortal, they can't die. Don't forget again as it's pretty important to the story. Oh ya, and this whole thing is because of the second wish that Gohan made, about having an adventure. The way the dragon set it into motion was by giving Washu the idea of a wormhole. I just couldn't find a way to work it into the story earlier.)

Once they could understand everyone onboard, John gave them the tour around Moya. They met Pilot, the insect-like creature grafted into the ship's brain. Chiana, the exiled Nebari who they had saved from a hundred cycles of brainwashing to make her fit in better on her homeworld. Rygel, the little toad who had ruled over 600 billion subjects for the last five hundred cycles, before he was overthrown and ended up there. And of course they had already met Aeryn and D'Argo.

"What's the deal with the weird words the translators can't get?" Asked Zeethra.

John answered, "Frell and yotz are like cusswords, cycles are about a year, and arns are about an hour. You get used to it after awhile."

"Well we don't plan on staying that long." Cryos reminded him. "We already know Mom and Dad aren't in this universe. We would have sensed them by now. We should probably leave soon."

"Don't leave just yet, we still need to figure out how to get me home." John pointed out.

"I'll handle it." Said Zeethra. "Elfive, could you contact Washu?"

"One moment…" He said. He paused, then said "Washu is not in the lab, I will try to contact her." He went silent for almost a minute, then, when he spoke again, it was with Washu's voice.

She said, "I can't believe you two went and ate all that food! I need to eat too you know! I had to eat leftovers! From two days ago, and when I tried to warm them up in the sonic microwave I just built, half of them were burnt, and the other half were still cold!"

"Could you stop ranting for a few seconds and help with this problem?" Said Cryos. "You see-"

"I know all about it, Elfive sent the data to me already. And I must say that that's a very interesting ship, is it truly alive, Or is it just built of living components?"

"Moya's alive alright," Answered Aeryn, who had just come into the bridge. "She even has a child. He's named Talon, and we starburst together, but he probably got paranoid about something again and went off in a different direction to check it out."

"Incredible, we have species that are used for spacecraft, but they are all genetically engineered and none are as large as Moya. Ryo-Ohki is a prime example. Most of the time she is small and manageable, but she can transform into a spacecraft. But back to your problem, I could come up with a solution, but I don't transfer technology to creatures who couldn't come up with it on their own."

"Not fair." Said Cryos, "You gave us stuff."

"That was different," she responded "It was my fault you needed that gear. Commander Crichton got himself into trouble and he has to get himself out of it. But I will say that the ship in the landing bay is an excellent craft for the kind of travel you are perusing, as long as it has the proper shielding of course. I know you are on the right track. Oh and one more thing, could you two report back here when you're done there? I need to check something. I'll set up a relay so you appear back in my lab instead of any random exit point like you normally would. Well, goodbye."

"She has broken the connection." Announced Elfive.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Said Zeethra. "If she ever changes her mind we'll find you."

"Washu is very stubborn." Said Elfour.

"I guess we should go now." Cryos said to John, who was holding his head in his hands. "Like she said, we'll find you."

Sadly, Zeethra powered up her portal generator and created a wormhole. And the twins flew back into the world they had just left.