One Quick Stop

The black emptiness of space consumed the gummi ship as it flew through the darkness. This was Sora's least favorite part of traveling. The boring part. You can only do so much in a gummi ship. Donald always flew, and Goofy always slept, so Sora was practically alone. He pulled out the Keyblade and unclipped the keychain. The Keyblade vanished, leaving a handle bar with a ring on the end. Sora dug through his pockets, (There were so many pockets now!) then finally found the keychains. He began figuring through them when he got an idea. "Hey, Donald. What would happen if I put two keychains on at the same time?"

"It'd probably explode." Goofy muttered in his sleep. Sora imagined the gummi ship exploding in space. Deciding it would be better to stay in one piece, he rejected the idea of combining keychains. Suddenly, a little alarm blared, making Sora jump to his feet.

"What's that?"

"Nothing!" Donald hit a few buttons and the alarm stopped.

A few hours later, there was a jolt and a mechanical whine, followed by a sputtering sound. The ship started putting along slowly. "NO!" Donald yelled, hitting the control panel. "We're out of fuel!" Sora leaned back, looking at the duck.

"So that alarm earlier meant we were almost out of gas?"

"No," Donald admitted. "It meant we had a fuel leak." Sora almost slapped his friend, then decided against it. Instead, he looked out the window.

"Hey, there's a world over there!" I'm sure we could find some parts or something. It's just one quick stop."

"Fine." Donald turned the sputtering ship towards the industrialized world. "But it doesn't exactly look beautiful."