knocking out power to half of the
town, or...,”
“Or?” Jason’s concern grew at the trailing
thought.
“Or, the sudden redirection of power could
cause this transformer as well as the other three behind it to
erupt in a massive ball of fire and sparks capable of being seen
from space,” Derek shrugged dismissively.
“Great. Let’s just hope we’re no longer
standing here when that happens.
“Right, now come on,” Derek held out the
pair of wire tethered orbs that would connect his friend to the
machine.
“What’s that then?” Jason motioned to the
red backpack, propped against the fence behind him.
“Oh shit, wouldn’t that have sucked,” Derek
laughed as he placed both of his orbs on the ground and jogged over
to the bag.
“What?” For the first time in his life he
felt completely confused and in the dark about what was going
on.
“Spare parts,” Derek explained as he picked
up the bag and trotting back toward the device, grabbed Jason’s arm
to encourage him.
“Spare parts? Encouraging,” Jason hesitantly
moved toward the briefcase.
“Don’t worry about it,” Derek reassured.
“Everything will be fine. I just wanna be prepared for
anything.”
“You, prepared?” Jason almost began laughing
at the comical statement.
“Hey, I can plan ahead when necessary,”
Derek assured as he bent down and picked up his orbs. “You remember
those two girls in our dorm room?”
“You mean the one I assaulted and her
friend,” Jason recalled the embarrassing encounter, his face
turning red.
“Yes, them.”
“What about them?” Jason searched for a
point.
“Well, before bringing them home, I made
sure that I was well protected.
“But weren’t you just telling me in the lab
the other night how you needed another box of condoms and wanted me
to run to the convenience store to pick them up for you.”
“A task which you have yet to complete.”
“Sorry. I’ll get right on that.”
“Anyway, yes you are correct. I was out of
condoms but I knew that I was out of condoms so I made sure to
engage our fine young female friends in a very specific and
provocative line of questioning before inviting them home. A line
of questioning which ultimately provided me with the knowledge that
not only were both on birth control, but also that the lovely
blonde occasionally left her back door unlocked.”
“What does having no condoms have to do with
her poor security habits?”
The grin, which had continued to grow as
he’d recounted his previous night’s escapades, suddenly faded at
his sadly inexperienced friend’s tame existence.
“Never mind,” Derek sighed. “You ready?”
“What?” Jason’s confusion continued. “Oh
wait.”
“There you go,” Derek’s smile returned.
“How are we going to get back?”
Derek’s grin again faded. “What?”
“Here. How do we get home? How do we know if
there’s a suitable power source on the other side that can safely
return us back to this time?”
Realizing that the joke had been completely
lost on his friend, Derek switched back to a tone of reassurance.
“What does that plaque over there say?” he motioned to a small
silver sign mounted on the exterior wall of the gate house.
“1990,” Jason stuttered as he adjusted his
glasses in an attempt to read the distant numbers.
“Right, a whole year before our programmed
arrival point. So there’s nothing to be concerned about. This place
will exist to provide us a safe journey home.”
“But if the calculations are off, we could
arrive in the wrong year.”
“If the calculations are off we could be
dead,” Derek let out an uncomfortable chuckle.
“Excuse me!” a young, female voice suddenly
interrupted.
Both Derek and Jason turned to find a young
girl holding a baseball and standing on the other side of the fence
at the edge of the clearing.
“Time to go,” Derek announced as he pushed
the tiny button on his orb.
“Wait! What about the transfor—” Jason was
cut
town, or...,”
“Or?” Jason’s concern grew at the trailing
thought.
“Or, the sudden redirection of power could
cause this transformer as well as the other three behind it to
erupt in a massive ball of fire and sparks capable of being seen
from space,” Derek shrugged dismissively.
“Great. Let’s just hope we’re no longer
standing here when that happens.
“Right, now come on,” Derek held out the
pair of wire tethered orbs that would connect his friend to the
machine.
“What’s that then?” Jason motioned to the
red backpack, propped against the fence behind him.
“Oh shit, wouldn’t that have sucked,” Derek
laughed as he placed both of his orbs on the ground and jogged over
to the bag.
“What?” For the first time in his life he
felt completely confused and in the dark about what was going
on.
“Spare parts,” Derek explained as he picked
up the bag and trotting back toward the device, grabbed Jason’s arm
to encourage him.
“Spare parts? Encouraging,” Jason hesitantly
moved toward the briefcase.
“Don’t worry about it,” Derek reassured.
“Everything will be fine. I just wanna be prepared for
anything.”
“You, prepared?” Jason almost began laughing
at the comical statement.
“Hey, I can plan ahead when necessary,”
Derek assured as he bent down and picked up his orbs. “You remember
those two girls in our dorm room?”
“You mean the one I assaulted and her
friend,” Jason recalled the embarrassing encounter, his face
turning red.
“Yes, them.”
“What about them?” Jason searched for a
point.
“Well, before bringing them home, I made
sure that I was well protected.
“But weren’t you just telling me in the lab
the other night how you needed another box of condoms and wanted me
to run to the convenience store to pick them up for you.”
“A task which you have yet to complete.”
“Sorry. I’ll get right on that.”
“Anyway, yes you are correct. I was out of
condoms but I knew that I was out of condoms so I made sure to
engage our fine young female friends in a very specific and
provocative line of questioning before inviting them home. A line
of questioning which ultimately provided me with the knowledge that
not only were both on birth control, but also that the lovely
blonde occasionally left her back door unlocked.”
“What does having no condoms have to do with
her poor security habits?”
The grin, which had continued to grow as
he’d recounted his previous night’s escapades, suddenly faded at
his sadly inexperienced friend’s tame existence.
“Never mind,” Derek sighed. “You ready?”
“What?” Jason’s confusion continued. “Oh
wait.”
“There you go,” Derek’s smile returned.
“How are we going to get back?”
Derek’s grin again faded. “What?”
“Here. How do we get home? How do we know if
there’s a suitable power source on the other side that can safely
return us back to this time?”
Realizing that the joke had been completely
lost on his friend, Derek switched back to a tone of reassurance.
“What does that plaque over there say?” he motioned to a small
silver sign mounted on the exterior wall of the gate house.
“1990,” Jason stuttered as he adjusted his
glasses in an attempt to read the distant numbers.
“Right, a whole year before our programmed
arrival point. So there’s nothing to be concerned about. This place
will exist to provide us a safe journey home.”
“But if the calculations are off, we could
arrive in the wrong year.”
“If the calculations are off we could be
dead,” Derek let out an uncomfortable chuckle.
“Excuse me!” a young, female voice suddenly
interrupted.
Both Derek and Jason turned to find a young
girl holding a baseball and standing on the other side of the fence
at the edge of the clearing.
“Time to go,” Derek announced as he pushed
the tiny button on his orb.
“Wait! What about the transfor—” Jason was
cut
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