Kyle drove the van into Jumba's cargo bay and turned the ignition to
the off position. Jumba eyeballed the "primitive" welding job. "Kyle, why
would someone be wanting to armor tin can on wheels?" Kyle got out of the
van and slammed the door. "It's not what's on the outside of the van I'm
afraid of. It's what's on the inside." Jumba looked confused. "Never mind.
So how long will it take for us to get back to Hawaii?" "Should not take
more than two hours." Kyle sat down in one of the passenger seats and
reclined it. "Oh. And Jumba? Don't even think about looking into my van."
Kyle closed his eyes and relaxed.
The transportation chamber glowed with white light as the experiment pod was received. Gantu opened the chamber and picked up the pod. He was surprised. He had expected to find a number but found a letter. It was a "B". Gantu shrugged his shoulders and placed the pod in a containment cell and pressed a button. A mechanical arm moved around in the cell and sprayed water onto the pod. A yellow sphere of light swelled up around the pod and flashed blinding Gantu for a moment. Replaced by the pod was a green experiment very similar to 626. It looked around confused. Gantu stared at it for a few seconds and walked away. 199 was sitting in front of a computer console tapping a few keys and glancing up and a view screen every so often. "199! Have you found anything on this experiment yet?" 199 spun around in the chair and faced Gantu. "Nope. I've searched Jumba's files twice. Either Jumba didn't create this experiment or the files have been deleted." Gantu sighed "Keep searching! There has to be something on this experiment. Have you found out anything of the human that Dr. Hamsterviel mentioned?" 199 looked back at the view screen "Uhh... no. All we know from the camping ground records is that his vehicle was registered in New Hampshire. But according to the bugs I have planted in Jumba's room he has gone out to buy equipment." Gantu slammed his fist down on the console. "How is that relevant to finding the human?" 199 pointed to the view screen. "His ship's trajectory and initial speed suggest other wise. In fact if we zoom out on the map and extend the path of flight." 199 tapped a few keys and the map became much larger showing the entire United States. A red line began to move from Kauai towards the continental United States. Soon the view screen zoomed in on the New England area and the red line passed through southern New Hampshire. "It's possible that Jumba was really going to see our mystery human." Gantu smiled with an evil grin.
Kyle was shaken out of a sound sleep. Jumba was looking right into Kyle's face. "Kyle. Are you ok?" Kyle blinked his eyes a few times. "Huh? Yeah I'm fine. Why?" Jumba pointed to his face. "You were crying." Kyle wiped his face with his hand. It was wet with tears. "What were you dreaming about?" Kyle stared off into space for a second and looked back at Jumba. "I don't remember." Kyle looked at his van and then back at Jumba. "Are we there yet?" Jumba nodded. "We are about to land. I came in to be telling you." Kyle got up out of his seat and into his van while Jumba went back to the cockpit. The ship made a loud rumbling sound and then shook violently as it landed. Jumba came back into the cargo bay and opened the loading ramp. "Just go down road and take left. You'll be in driveway." Kyle backed his van out of the cargo bay and was blinded by the amount of light glaring off his windshield. He looked at his clock. It read eight o'clock. Then he remembered the concept of time zones. His clock was off by five hours. He set the clock to its proper time. Kyle put the van into gear. "Well... hope I get some good pictures."
The transportation chamber glowed with white light as the experiment pod was received. Gantu opened the chamber and picked up the pod. He was surprised. He had expected to find a number but found a letter. It was a "B". Gantu shrugged his shoulders and placed the pod in a containment cell and pressed a button. A mechanical arm moved around in the cell and sprayed water onto the pod. A yellow sphere of light swelled up around the pod and flashed blinding Gantu for a moment. Replaced by the pod was a green experiment very similar to 626. It looked around confused. Gantu stared at it for a few seconds and walked away. 199 was sitting in front of a computer console tapping a few keys and glancing up and a view screen every so often. "199! Have you found anything on this experiment yet?" 199 spun around in the chair and faced Gantu. "Nope. I've searched Jumba's files twice. Either Jumba didn't create this experiment or the files have been deleted." Gantu sighed "Keep searching! There has to be something on this experiment. Have you found out anything of the human that Dr. Hamsterviel mentioned?" 199 looked back at the view screen "Uhh... no. All we know from the camping ground records is that his vehicle was registered in New Hampshire. But according to the bugs I have planted in Jumba's room he has gone out to buy equipment." Gantu slammed his fist down on the console. "How is that relevant to finding the human?" 199 pointed to the view screen. "His ship's trajectory and initial speed suggest other wise. In fact if we zoom out on the map and extend the path of flight." 199 tapped a few keys and the map became much larger showing the entire United States. A red line began to move from Kauai towards the continental United States. Soon the view screen zoomed in on the New England area and the red line passed through southern New Hampshire. "It's possible that Jumba was really going to see our mystery human." Gantu smiled with an evil grin.
Kyle was shaken out of a sound sleep. Jumba was looking right into Kyle's face. "Kyle. Are you ok?" Kyle blinked his eyes a few times. "Huh? Yeah I'm fine. Why?" Jumba pointed to his face. "You were crying." Kyle wiped his face with his hand. It was wet with tears. "What were you dreaming about?" Kyle stared off into space for a second and looked back at Jumba. "I don't remember." Kyle looked at his van and then back at Jumba. "Are we there yet?" Jumba nodded. "We are about to land. I came in to be telling you." Kyle got up out of his seat and into his van while Jumba went back to the cockpit. The ship made a loud rumbling sound and then shook violently as it landed. Jumba came back into the cargo bay and opened the loading ramp. "Just go down road and take left. You'll be in driveway." Kyle backed his van out of the cargo bay and was blinded by the amount of light glaring off his windshield. He looked at his clock. It read eight o'clock. Then he remembered the concept of time zones. His clock was off by five hours. He set the clock to its proper time. Kyle put the van into gear. "Well... hope I get some good pictures."