Project Boussh: It's A Bird, It's A Plane, It's The Super-bago!
by Alison Sky

"Man, I miss Face right now," Myn stated, holding onto the handlebars of the
passenger seat.
"Why's that?" Alison asked as she quickly jerked the bago away from a satalitte
in orbit.
"Because at least he knows how to drive this thing!  LOOK OUT!"
Alison saw the Russian space station coming straight at them, and ducked
underneath it, continuing on her path towards New Hampshire.  "Thanks for your
vote of confidence.  You want to drive?"
"No," Myn stated.  "I just don't know why we took the long route."
"We have to fly in darkness, so going backwards is not an option.  We should be
able to hit the cabin in nightfall, and by then Emily and her group should
already have a landing area shoveled away and the wood stove going for heat."
"What about Vickie and Corran?" Pash asked from the next room.
"They said that they were going to get their own ride there," Alison said.  "At
least, that's what I think they said," she muttered to herself.
"How much longer?" Kirney asked.
"We're over Moscow right now," Alison said, looking at her geographic monitor. 
"At the rate we're going, we should be landing in about an hour."
"Meanwhile, we're looking like a scene from, what was that movie again..."
"Spaceballs?" Alison answered Kirney's comment.
"Yeah, that."  
"Don't worry," Alison said as they hopped over a few meterorites that were
becoming shooting stars in the atmosphere.  "It's a weekend.  Most people will
think they are just hallucinating."
"You seem to depend your flying schedule alot of the drinking habits of your
planet," Fel commented.  
Alison looked over her shoulder and flashed a smile.  "Hey, I did learn some
things in college."
She turned back to see another satalite in their path.  Myn ducked his head,
trying to cover his eyes.  "Sithspit, where did you learn to drive?!"
"I don't actually have a license," Alison replied.  "I just am a good actress."
Myn looked over his shoulders to exchange a horrified looked with the rest of
the passengers.  "Boy how I miss Face," Myn muttered again.

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Alison landed an hour later on a patch of frost-covered mulch.  She saw Wes
waiting outside, sitting on the wrap-around porch with a warm mug in his hands.
"Nice of you guys to finally arrive," he stated.  "Vickie's on her way with
her fan club, and Hobbie is trying to cook something to eat."
"Why do I have a bad feeling about that," Pash said as he exited the bago.  Fel
followed him, looking at his surroundings.  Wes gave Pash a curious look about
the ex-imperial in their presence, but Pash gave him a "I will explain later"
wave of his hand.
"Ok guys," Alison said, climbing out.  "Get the supplies and get inside.  Let's
see if we can make some kind of plans to be heros."