Fever: Chapter 2
Harper arrived on the Command Deck and bent over, huffing and puffing. That was a long run for a kid!
"Rommie, where's the rest of the crew?"
"Beka is currently running towards Command Deck, Dylan is just stepping out of the shower, Tyr is passed out in his quarters, and Trance is walking towards Command Deck." Rommie's avatar walked into the room.
"Are they all....you know......kids?" He climbed up onto the pilot chair.
"Yes." The avatar nodded.
"Huh. I wonder what's causing this." Little Harper chewed on his thumb. A habit he had supposedly stopped when he was 9.
"I don't know Harper. My sensors didn't indicate anything suspicious last night.
"Maybe it's some kind of secret weapon? I mean, anyone can take over the Andromeda when it's commanded by kids. And do you know how old we are?"
"To your first question, no, I don't think it was a weapon. I would have detected something. And to your second question, my scans reveal you are all at the age of 8. Except only your bodies are 8. You still have your dataport, and Tyr, for some reason, still has his bonespurs."
"He does? Wait, didn't you say he was passed out?" Harper jumped up.
"Yes."
"Why?" He paced around the room.
"Seeing himself as a child was too much for him."
"Why?"
"Because I don't think his mind could handle it."
"Why?"
"Because his mind can only take so much Harper. It came as a really big shock for him."
"Why?"
Rommie finally snapped. An android could only take so much. AI's were not meant to baby-sit. They were meant to kill. 'Give me a hundred Magog any day.' She thought.
"HARPER! Shut up!"
Harper jumped and realized what he was doing.
"Oh, sorry babe. I'm gonna go see if I can get Tyr up. Umm....you just get the rest of the crew here."
Harper walked out into the hall towards Tyr's room.
'He passed out! I can't believe it! And they say Neitzschean minds are so superior. Hah! Hmm...Tyr as an 8 year old. Maybe he'll finally be my height!"
Harper finally got to Tyr's door, and opened it. He spotted the small Neitzschean sprawled on the floor in front of a mirror. He also had an afro.
'An AFRO! I cannot believe this!' Harper snickered.
"Ohhh, Tyyyrrrrr. Wakey wakey!" Harper walked to the bathroom to get a cup of cold water, and poured it on the sleeping boy.
*COUGH* *SPUTTER*
"What the hell?!" Tyr jumped up and grabbed Harper by the arm, twisting and flipping him on the floor.
"OW! Hey, watch it man!" Harper yelped.
"What happened? Why are we children?"
"Let me up and I'll tell you."
"Tell me and I'll let you up."
"No, let me up first!"
"TELL ME FIRST!"
"NO! LEMME UP!"
Andromeda's holo popped into the room and saw the boys on the floor.
"Tyr, Harper, both of you get up and report to Command. NOW!" She fizzled out.
"If she hadn't interrupted you woulda got it!" Tyr snarled.
"Yeah, bring it on afro boy!"
A small bolt of electricity snapped both of the boys in the butt.
"HEY! That hurt Rommie!" Harper rubbed his injured bum.
"Yes, and I gave you a direct order. Follow it!" The voice came from the walls.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming. Keep your pants on."
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Harper and Tyr arrived at Command Deck to see the rest of the crew.
Looking over, Harper noticed a little green girl with a long spikey tail and orange hair.
"TRANCE?!"
"Yes, Harper?"
"Um...er.....you uhh..."
"I know."
"Ok." Harper decided to just forget it. Trance was Trance. The all mysterious pixie. Or...green bean. Whatever.
"Okay, we need to find out how we became kids again."
"Rommie said it wasn't a weapon. Drug maybe?" Harper thought aloud.
"I also don't detect anything foreign in your systems."
"Well what DO you detect?!" Beka yelled.
"You are all in 8 year old bodies."
"DUH!" The crew yelled at once. Andromeda raised her eyebrows and fizzled out.
The ship suddenly lurched sideways, sending all of the munchkins flying into the wall.
*SPLAT*
*OOF*
*YELP*
*OUCH*
*SMACK*
Rommie looked as they all landed in a heap.
"OWOWOWOWOW! I'm sitting on something painfull!" Rommie heard Harper's voice from beneath the pile.
"That's my tail you dork!" Trance shouted.
"Someone's sitting on my head!" Tyr's muffled voice was heard.
"That'd be me." Dylan said.
"WELL GET OFF!"
"I can't, Beka's sitting on me."
Andromeda finally pitied the young crew, and went to untangle them. Picking Tyr up, she noticed the outline of butt cheeks in his afro. Desperately trying not to laugh, she picked up everyone else.
"We are under attack." Andromeda stated.
"Ya think?" Harper said, rubbing his sore bottom.
"Who is attacking us?" Beka asked.
"It's......Magog ships."
The crew jumped as they heard the ships attaching themselves to the hull.
"Intruder alert. Intruder alert."
"Andromeda, activate internal defense system!" Dylan shouted.
Harper fell on the floor, shivering.
"I can't go through this again. I just can't."
Tyr walked over to the smaller boy and laid a hand on his shoulder.
"Harper, we survived this once. We will again." He said.
Harper looked up, and at the afro.
"Yeah, we will butt cheeck boy. We will." Harper smiled.
"Why you little.." Tyr playfully threatened.
"The Magog are getting into Command." Rommie said.
Small Dylan looked around. "Everybody got a weapon?"
"Yeah." The crew answered, and faced the door. Faced doom. Faced one of their greatest fears.
The door was finally pushed open, and Magog started pouring in by the hundreds...
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