HeMeloNoLiloLover: Yeah, I did make that
part rather vague... hopefully the updated version will make more sense.
To my readers: In case you didn't read the last message, I've updated the last chapter a bit... so read and enjoy!
Unavailable Contacts and Override Sequences
"All
my contacts are gone! NOOO!"
Gantu
stood in the middle of the roadway, mourning the loss of his comm.'s
memory.
"That's
what happens when you get too attached to your mobile phone,"
whispered a nearby tourist.
Gantu
chose to ignore this comment. He had better things to do than to
worry about arrogant earthlings. Like pummelling the trog, for
instance.
He
set off toward Waimea, certain that where that abomination was, the
experiment was sure to be.
"Ackjak
na kadash!"
"Hamsterwheel
override sequence initiated," the computer responded.
"It's
Hamsterville! Ville, you all so soothing computer voice!"
Why
did everyone and everything have to make fun of his name and
appearance? It wasn't his fault he looked incredibly similar to
that stupid Terran rodent. The Hamsterville family came from a long
line of hamster-like beings, even though the two species had no
relationships whatsoever. A hundred years ago, the name Hamsterville
was something to be proud of. Now, it was just ridiculed. All because
a stupid Halgarian cargo ship got lost in a stupid plasma storm and
ended up discovering that stupid planet Earth.
"Computer,
contact Captain Gantu."
"We're
gonna rock around the clock tonight
We're
gonna rock, rock, rock 'till the broad daylight
We're
gonna rock, gonna…"
Gantu
hastily turned off his ringtone.
"CallerID,
who is it," he groaned.
"You
are receiving a communication from the phone number:
5550198293434533655882. The caller has identified himself as: Dr
Jacques von Hamsterville," the computer replied cheerfully.
Oh,
great, he thought. I've lost my shuttle and my blaster and
now Hamsterwheel had to call? Could my day get any worse?
He
blocked his ears, waiting for the rant.
But
it did not come.
He
dared to glance down at his communicator.
A
dialog box had appeared, asking "Do you want to accept this call?"
That's
right, the 3000 series only automatically accepts calls from
contacts… and since I have no contacts…
"Computer,
decline call."
"Error. Error. Error."
"What
is it now!"
Hamsterville
was very annoyed. His pizza came out all mouldy (then again, all
prison food is) and the comm. system had been playing up.
"The
phone number you have called is not responding."
"WHAT! THISISANOUTRAGEISHOULDFIRETHATINCOMPETENT…"
"Oy!
You! Hamsterwheel! Calm down already!" shouted the security guard
outside."
"IT
IS HAMSTERVILLE!"
"OK,
OK… sheesh, don't have to get all cranky…"
The
security guard walked away, having (luckily) not peeked in
Hamsterville's cell.
"Ajack
kay kaddash!" whispered Hamsterville.
The
equipment packed itself away, and Hamsterville's container device
turned upside-down again.
Maybe
now I can have a nice nap… and get rid of all thoughts involving
that bungling Gantu…
628
walked at a rather slow pace along the bottom of Waimea Canyon. He
stopped, admiring the beauty of the Hawaiian Hibiscus, its simple
structure and lifestyle.
That
is, until he heard a shout from behind.
"Quick!
We're gaining on him!"
Lilo
armed the capture cannon again.
"Computer,
aim capture cannon. Bearing 239, mark 382. On my mark…"
The
crosshairs centred on 628.
"Fire!"
Quicker
than she could blink, the cannon scooped up 628. Or so she thought.
"Computer,
analysis."
"Bio-reading
complete. Object identified as: large rock."
"No!"
628
sped around the corner. He'd have to be more careful next time.
He
climbed up an overhanging ledge where Pelikai couldn't see him and
scanned the horizon.
Suddenly,
he spotted what he was looking for.
"I
will get there, and there's nothing Pelikai can do to stop me."