The group walked past a horde of reporters, cameras flashing in there faces all the way to the ship. They were amazed at this, for they've never been attacked by a paparazzi before. Joey had, of course, because he was on a soap opera. Even this was overwhelming for him.
Once inside, they met the other crewmates. There was Reed Richards, a tall, thin man with straight, black, combed back hair. Another was Ben Grimm, a buff, bald, stern faced man. Then there was Sue Storm, Johnny's older sister with blonde hair and gorgeously blue eyes. And of course, Von Doom with the million dollar smile and an angelic face.
"Welcome to the Von Doom Inc. Space shuttle, I hope you enjoy your stay here," he said with a wide ear-to-ear grin as he shook there hands, except he elegantly kissed Monica's and Rachel's hands. "And what are you two lovely ladies doing here when you could be winning beauty pageants?"
The girls were flattered, but Phoebe masked her jealousy. Also, Chandler and Ross seemed to be getting a little pissed.
"My pilot, Johnny, will escort you all to your rooms. The women will share one room, and the men another. You are free to roam around, as long as you don't interfere with the scientist's studies. Good day," he said as he headed down a hall towards the observation room.
They all stared at him blankly as he walked down the hall until Johnny said "Ok folks, follow me."
He took them down a series of halls until he reached to bedrooms with two bunk beds each. After thanking him, the girls went in one room, and the guys went in another. They were relieved to have some time to themselves after being temporarily blinded by a inebriating flash of lights.
In the girls' room, they were unpacking their clothes and such. Phoebe looked really annoyed.
"Wow, that Von Doom is such a gentleman for being so rich!" exclaimed Monica as she brushed her hair, keeping it just right.
"Yeah, a real gentleman," murmured Phoebe as she applied more eyeshadow.
Monica was just about to ask what was wrong when all of the sudden, the intercom boomed "Liftoff in ten... nine... eight..."
They all panicked and tried to grab hold of something stable as the automated voice continued counting down. "Three... two... one... liftoff."
They were all thrown against the wall from the momentum, and so were their things. Phoebe's eyeshadow smeared against the wall while Rachel's undergarments went flying around the room. This continued for about fifteen minutes until the ship finally docked at the station.
The girls were frustrated as they got up, viewing the large mess that was made. It was going to take them at least a half hour to cleanup.
The guys burst into the room, making sure they were alright. They all paused to stare at the mess.
"Geesh! What did you guys do? Fight over the last Bon Bon?" gaped Joey.
"No," said Rachel, annoyance in her voice as she got up, "the force of the takeoff blew all our stuff around."
"Didn't you guys get a mess too?" asked Monica as she brushed eyeshadow off her suit.
"No, because we didn't automatically start to pluck our eyebrows!" said Chandler.
They all got to work picking up the mess, until a while later, Von Doom's panicky voice boomed over the intercom. "All right, no panicking, but we're headed straight for a cosmic storm! Everyone report to the command center for maximum protection!"
At first, they had no idea what the cosmic storm was, until Ross said "Wait a minute, that's bad!"
They all panicked and darted out of the room to find there way to the command center. As they were running around, Joey spotted one of those 'you are here' signs.
"Hey guys, take a look at this!" he called after them. They all stopped to look at the sign and located themselves.
"Let's see," said Chandler as his index finger skimmed across the map, "If we're here, and the command center's over there, then it should take us a bout, ... holy crap! Ten minutes to get there!"
The automated voice said "Collision in three minutes."
"NOT IF WE RUN!" screamed Joey as they took off down the hall.
Like mice in a maze, they ran through a series of halls, desperate to reach their destination. They all came across a sign that said "Command Center- 3rd floor."
"Great! There's an elevator!" exclaimed Chandler as they ran towards it, the ship informing them they had one minute left.
They skidded to a halt in front of the elevator and they all reached to press the 'up' button at once. They watched in anticipation as the lights told them what floor the elevator was on. Fourth floor, third floor, second floor, and ... yes! First floor!
The doors opened up to reveal an empty elevator (go figure). They all rushed in and hit the third floor button.
They all stood in agonizing annoyance as the elevator slowly went up, playing annoying instrumentals. The ship said "Thirty seconds until collision."
They tapped their feet, bit their nails and wrenched their fists until the door finally opened. They scampered out the door to an extremely disappointing sight. The door to the command center was tightly locked with thick metal shield over it.
"Let us in!" cried Ross as he beat on the door.
"I can't," said Von Doom's muffled voice through the door. "You should have gotten here sooner! If I open the door to let you in, it won't close in time!"
"Just let us in you son of a bitch!" raged Rachel beating at the door with Ross.
Then, the ship started to tremble.