Spooky: OMG! I'm updating!

CSW Duo: YEA! (plays marching band music)

Jenny: (yawns) Wow that was a good nap!

Vixy: I agree.

Spooky: (twitchs) You were sleeping for…FIVE MONTHS!

Jenny: Yeah we needed a break.

(Asar walks in)

Asar: Hey.

Spooky: And where were YOU!

Asar: Trip around the world.

Spooky: oh my Goddess. I have SLACKERS for muses. (mutters) wonderful. Anyway here's the update. Maybe, MAYBE I can start updating regularly now. (I hope)

Asar: Remember to review. It's the only thing that keeps her alive.

About five hours later, Veronica and Darkstar watched the refueling station outside of L3 come into view. The station's radar range popped up on the screen. A bright green circle with a ring for the station, a bright red dot for Darkstar, and smaller dots for the other ships.

"Whoa!" cried Veronica as she saw how close they were.

She roughly grabbed the controls and viciously pulled them to the left. Darkstar banked sharply to the left. Missing the radar by a scant six inches. Veronica let Darkstar take over. She heaved a big sigh.

"Well that was fun," said Darkstar sarcastically.

"At least we're alive," muttered Veronica.

"Phfft. Barely."

"Okay, Quatre told us to wait outside the station for them. So we'll just sit tight until they get here."

"Aren't we kind of obvious out here? A ship could scan us on radar or fly close by."

"Man you're becoming more and more human by the day."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Now…about finding a hiding place?"

"This is so degrading."

"Shut up Darkstar," said Veronica as she put a pair of heavy headphones on.

"I am not scrap metal. I am a highly efficient A.I., I should not be floating out here with scrap metal!"

"Darkstar! Please be quiet I'm trying to monitor these broadcasts!"

"Broadcasts, shmoadcasts! I'm out here with the trash!"

Veronica gritted her teeth in frustration. I knew Darkstar objected this, but I didn't think he would be so fussy about it, thought Veronica. "Darkstar, are you monitoring the other broadcasts?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm multitasking, I'm multitasking." A pause. "You know, I think you like listening to other peoples' conversations."

"They're not conversations. I'm monitoring their transmissions to the station to find out who's docking."

"Yeah, sure," interrupted Darkstar.

"That way," continued Veronica, "we'll know when Quatre and the others dock. Plus we'll know if any D.C. Corp. ships dock."

"I guess your right."

Half an hour later Veronica picked up Quatre's transmission. He was asking for permission to dock.

"Alright they're here," said Veronica. "Quatre told us to wait five minutes before going in."

"Well duh. We would, like, totally die if we didn't."

"Darkstar, don't do that. It makes you sound gay."

"Sorry," said Darkstar making his artificial voice deep and gruff. "I was just testing my femininity."

"Yeah, well don't do it like that anymore. Show some sensitivity instead."

"Wouldn't that still make me sound gay?"

"Not necessarily.

"Most women like men who are sensitive. I mean, look at Quatre. He's sensitive but he's not gay."

"Yeah, yeah. Whoops our five minutes are up. Lets go."

"Right."

Yet Veronica hesitated. She wasn't sure if Quatre had been able to convince Sally that they were friends, let alone that they were even there.

"Hey, come on aren't we going?" asked Darkstar.

"Just one more minute," whispered Veronica.

At refueling station Quatre was trying to convince Sally that there was a mobile suit out there. But she wouldn't hear it. She said that if there was a mobile suit out there it would show up on radar. Quatre stood there staring at the view screen.

Come on Veronica, he thought. You need to get here while they're still watching.

Just then a blip showed up on the radar. Sally looked shocked for a moment then started issuing orders. Veronica's face came up on the screen.

"This is The Dragon in the mobile suit Darkstart, requesting permission to dock," said Veronica.

Sally looked over at Quatre. He smiled innocently and nodded.

"Permission granted," said Sally.

Spooky: I hope that wasn't too long or too short. I have a whole other chapter ready, but I gotta get some reviews.

Asar: So hit that little button on the bottom.