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03-14-2002, 08:15 AM
“The Sporman Rebellion”
Episode 10 of Gopher’s Gateway
Written by Sean Sporman
Rain fell in sheets from a white cloud overhead. The droplets hit the ground at an astounding rate.
“A Flash Flood Watch has been issued for the northern two-thirds of the state. Rain can be expected all day and it looks like it will not stop.” James Spann said, seen on a viewscreen inside the Luxbus Prototype.
Inside were Sean Sporman and Heather Allgood. “Well, Sean, what better weather to test the Luxbus in?” Heather said sarcastically. Sean smiled.
“Well…maybe tomorrow…” Sean’s voice trailed off.
Heather picked up the conversation. “Nope! After the rain moves through some moisture will be thrown back behind the low-pressure system. We could see a wintry mix and possibly some snow!” Sean smiled as his eyes widened in surprise.
“Wow! Heather! You really are keeping up well with this. Keep it up!” Heather smiled at Sean.
Jordan Reeves sat in the middle of the ‘bridge’ of Control OPS. The bridge, by Sean’s request, was exactly like the bridge of the USS Enterprise-D seen in Star Trek: The Next Generation. Brooke Stephens smiled and handed him a PADD.
“What is this, Brooke?” Jordan asked politely.
“It’s a vidnote from your friend, Tiffany Davidson.”
“Thank you.” Jordan said. Brooke Stephens then walked to the turbolift. When she was inside, the doors closed in front of her.
Jordan Reeves activated the PADD and the vidnote began to play. “Hello Jordan. I might be dropping by, but I have a keyboarding competition and since I’m typing past the required threshold, forty-seven words per minute, I could win! Well, until later. Goodbye.” The screen switched off and was replaced by the Federation insignia.
Just as Jordan placed the PADD on the ground, Lucy Camden entered the bridge. She was a beautiful as ever, and wearing a Commander’s Starfleet uniform. “Where is Sean?” Lucy asked immediately, sitting in the chair behind the tactical station. “Wow! This is a near-complete recreation of the bridge of the Enterprise-D. Except this chair, of course.”
Jordan sighed in distress. “Goodie.”
“All systems appear online.” Lucy said to no one particular.
“But, I have to say…they are perfect for each other.” Jordan whispered to himself.
Andy Blackerby smiled as he sat in the cockpit of Pittman Two, the newest dirigible under possession of the Jefferson County Board of Education. His combadge beeped. “Blackerby here.”
“This is Lindsay. Where are you?”
Blackerby continued to smile. “I’m on the new blimp! I’ll beam you up right away!”
He walked over to the cockpit’s transporter pad. From the control panel in front of him, transport was initiated. In just a few seconds, she was standing on that pad. “Welcome to Pittman Two, the latest vehicle of the Jefferson County School System.”
“Well, this is neat.” Replied Mrs. Lindsay, stepping down from the transporter pad. “It actually looks like a Federation airship.”
“Yes. And what better way to test it than to fly to Atlanta and back.” Blackerby responded with a smile, moving to the left command chair. Out the windows, rain began to fall. “Oh dear, heavy rain. Computer, activate cable transmission, channel 11.”
A viewscreen slowly came down from the ceiling of the cockpit. When it locked into place, James Spann appeared on the screen. “—Flood Watch is in effect for the northern two-thirds of the state. A slow-moving low-pressure system will continue to dump the wet precipitation across the state.”
“Computer, deactivate viewscreen.” The Federation insignia appeared, replacing the balding meteorologist. “And…retract.”
The viewscreen began to go back up. “I’m curious.” Mrs. Lindsay began. “What about our trip to Control OPS?”
“Well, I’ve told them we will be coming tomorrow, not today.”
“I see. We’ll let’s replicate some breakfast and we’ll get underway. What do you want?”
“I’m quite fond of McDonald’s sausage biscuits…”
The Luxbus suddenly shook, startling Sean and Heather. “Heather, what’s going on?”
“It appears there is some kind of…spatial vortex outside. We’re being pulled in!” Sean quickly tapped at his console.
“That’s impossible! They only happen in the final frontier!” They both smiled for a brief moment.
“That is what you told Me.” responded Heather.
“Put is in full reverse!”
“I already have! No effect! And, we don’t have warp drive.”
“If I could only rig a poloron beam…” Suddenly, the shaking stopped. Sean quickly opened the blast shutters.
“I think we made it.” Heather said happily.
“Well…everything is not right.” Sean responded. “Come here.” Heather quickly walked to the window Sean was looking out of.
“Hueytown High is still intact? But, I saw it destroyed.”
“We may have been transported to an alternate reality.” Sean responded.
“Oh, yeah. Ben Smith told me about those crazy things. I didn’t think they were real.”
“Grab a phaser and tricorder and I’ll launch some microprobes. We need to go out there.”
Heather opened a cargo compartment and grabbed two Type-1 phasers as well as two tricorders. She handed one of each to Sean.
“I would tell you to activate your personal shields—“
Heather smiled. “Don’t worry. Us cheerleaders can take a beating. We can also do great jumping tricks, too.” Sean smiled as they exited the Luxbus.
“Well, I’m detecting one thousand and forty-nine lifesigns inside the school. It must be in session. I’m going to cloak the luxbus for four hours.”
“Ok. You don’t think that these Starfleet uniforms…”
“At a high school. Hueytown High. Few people will know what they are. And, this is an alternate universe…”
“Ok. I get your point. Let’s just go.” Sean chuckled as they exited the woods.
“No trailers. And—“ They looked and saw a new building that was half the size of Pine. “Maple, they finally built it! But, it’s smaller than I thought it would be.”
“Are you sure we won’t get in trouble…”
Sean pointed at a marking on Maple. “See that…that means that it is indeed part of the Jefferson County School System. We have official visitor passes from Mr. Blackerby. We’ll be fine.”
Heather smiled. “You know, a month ago. You would have worried sick about getting in trouble.” Sean rolled his eyes and they reached the back door of Maple.
“Let’s put on the headset communicators. We can talk quieter that way.” Heather put hers own first then Sean. “Ok.” Sean whispered into the headset. “Let’s go in.” Sean opened the door for Heather. When Heather was in, Sean entered the building behind her.
“It would seem that all the trailer teachers got a building. And, Mrs. Wilson no longer has to work in the library.
Suddenly, Sean heard a door open. “Quick! Put the headsets out of phase!” Both of them quickly pressed at the headsets and they were now invisible.
A student walked out into the hall. “Ooh! Skippers!” He said.
“Listen, Matt, you know full well who I am.”
The student known as Matt White shook his head. “Nope! I don’t know you. Now, I know Heather, but she transferred to California. I think she did because of excess emissions. You know California’s strict emissions law.”
“Hey!” Heather replied, slightly angered. “I didn’t move to the valley, did I?”
“Excuse me. I have to go to the restroom.” Matt walked away.
“We must be in an alternate universe where I don’t exist.” Sean said, tapping at his tricorder.
“Why do you say that?” Heather asked.
“I’ve tied into…well a database of every United States citizen. Sean Sporman is not listed.” Sean turned slowly and stared out the window.
Meagan Hall smiled as the bus went on to Interstate Fifty-nine, heading for the Jefferson County Level II Keyboarding Competition. “So, what rate do you type at?”
Tiffany Kynard smiled. “Thirty-three words per minute.”
Meagan secretly contorted her face in distress. “Oh! May I ask you a question…about a boy?”
Tiffany’s smile turned devious. “Sure, who?”
“Sean Sporman. As you know I am going out with him. So is Heather Allgood. Lucy Camden also has a big crush on him. In fact, it seems over thirty girls that I know like him.”
“Including me.” responded Tiffany, still smiling. “See, at first I thought he was an oversized child, doing his Spormanworld stuff in Homeroom in sixth grade. Now, don’t tell anyone, but even though I have a boyfriend, I like him now.”
“Is it the reason that all of the girls like him? He is nice, sweet, clean-minded, imaginative, and—“
Mister Lucas, driver of the bus, interrupted Meagan. “Well, this is different from being a bus driver at Pittman, sort of. There is a detour up ahead. What should we do, assistant principal Hall?”
Meagan liked that title. “Take it. I’m sure we will be just fine.”
“All right. Exiting in two minutes.” replied Lucas.
“Computer, what is our distance to Atlanta?”
“Current distance is one-hundred and forty-seven miles from the city limits.”
Andy Blackerby smiled. “I’m so smart for coming up with this idea!”
Mrs. Lindsay rolled her eyes and began to whisper to the computer, “Computer, initiate program Lindsay Two-Three-point-five.”
Quickly, Blackerby turned around at the sound of the transporter. “Timothy…Johnson.” Blackerby stated bitterly.
“I see that you have more brain cells than I gave you credit for. Well, they do say that two is better than one.”
Blackerby reached for his phaser.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Timothy Johnson held a phaser in each hand and they were both pointed at the superintendent.
“Kay…” Blackerby whispered for assistance.
“Who?” yelped Johnson. Suddenly, Kay Lindsay fired a phaser at the hostile intruder. He flickered and then disappeared.
“Holographic program terminated.” The computer announced. Blackerby inhaled some air and then turned toward Mrs. Lindsay. He began to laugh.
“Oh! That was a good one, Kay!”
Suddenly, the blimp shook. “Ooh! You even had a simulated inertial damper failure.”
Kay Lindsay was now in serious mode. “It wasn’t me.”
Blackerby stood up. “Computer, what was the reason of the vibration?”
“Common atmospheric turbulence.”
Both humans sighed in relief.
The bell rang in the halls of the alternate Hueytown High School.
Sean Sporman smiled in anticipation. Nearby, the beautiful Heather Allgood didn’t quite know what to expect. Seconds after the bell, students began to fill the hall.
A student that Sean didn’t know walked up to the two. “Who the bajizees are you?”
“I’m Sean Sporman.” Sean held out the card. “Official visitor from the Jefferson County Board of Education.”
“Well, your clothes reek of toiletness.”
“Hey!” Heather replied quickly. “I’m not stinky! And, I’m wearing a starfleet uniform, too!”
“I thought I had seen those in a garbage dump somewhere before. Star Trek is not popular with teenagers. The Association of Teenage Governmental Officers banned it in all states but California. Heather, you left with a group of goody-two-shoes that—“ The student gasped.
“By my name of David Stars! You are Sean Sporman! What in blue blazes are you doing here!?” Students in the hall turned an evil eye. Sean, realizing something, slapped a spare combadge on Stars and he disappeared. Seconds later, Sean and Heather did as well.
The three were now in the Luxbus. Sean pointed his phaser at the misfit teenager. “Tell me all about Sean Sporman.”
“I’ll start at the beginning…”
Alternate Universe 4077-Six months ago
David: When it all began to crumble…for you fools anyway…
“It’s good to see you, Heather!” Sean Sporman, in normal civilian clothing said to his attractive friend in the classroom.
“You too, Sean! I have a feeling it is going to be a good day. Did you here, they are going to make Jordan the weatherman again.”
“Well, he did do it at Hueytown Junior High.” Sean said. “I could be the Star Trek newscaster…”
“Sean, Mr. Blackerby only wants a weatherman. And, you don’t like the weather.”
“Yeah! I know. I’m more inclined toward Star Trek and Baseball.”
“Suddenly, a teacher ran in. “It’s happening.” Mrs. Painter caught her breath. “The feared fight. Sean, you are experienced in diplomacy—“
Sean Sporman stood up confidently. “Say no more.” Heather followed behind. The other students were already watching. Running outside, the fight was in the library, which was surrounded by students screaming, “Fight! Fight!”
Sean pulled out a large starfleet combadge and tapped it. “Transform time! I choose to be Jigglypuff!”
Meanwhile, Zach Williams finally clocked Brandon Tucker, who fell to the floor. Jigglypuff then began to float in to the air. It pulled out a microphone. “Jiggly!” Then, it started to sing. “Jigglypuff…”
Alabama Limo Bus 94
“What about—“ Tiffany Davidson was interrupted as the bus she was in shook.
“What’s that?” Patrick Williams asked. The bus shook again. Looking out of the window, he saw several teenager firing small laser-like weapons at the bus. A girl with black curly hair fired phasers at the bus.
The one with black curly hair fired once again and Patrick though he heard something powering down.
“The shield is down! Everyone to the back!” As the students ran to the aft section of the Alabama Limo bus, Meagan hid behind a seat, her phaser above the chair. With the other hand, she tapped her combadge. “Computer, activate the emergency beacon.” Then, June ran in. She quickly stunned Mister Lucas, who slumped forward, now asleep on the steering wheel.
She then held her compression phaser rifle toward the back of the bus. “I know that one of you is here. Sean…Jordan. You might as well give it up.” Tyler Colvin of Vertigo sprinted to the back of the bus. Meagan fired her phaser at him, but her blast missed his head and caused one ceiling light to explode.
“Tiffany! This is for being an airhead and playing with my best friend.” Tyler fired his phaser and Tiffany passed out, unconscious.
Meagan then stood up and managed to stun Zach, who fell down, shaking the bus slightly. But, June fired and Meagan was stunned.
Project: Hueytown 2000 Control OPS
Jordan Reeves heard a computer beep. “What is that?”
Lucy Camden walked to the Science console. “It is an emergency transmission…from Meagan.”
Jordan stood up. “Let’s hear it.”
The viewscreen turned on. “This is Meagan Hall to Control OPS. If you are receiving this message, we have been taken over by hostile forces. Please assist. Repeat, this is—“ Lucy cut off the transmission.
“Let’s go.” Jordan said, smiling.
“Aye, sir.” Lucy said. Jordan rolled his eyes, knowing Sean would be having a ball if he was here and Jordan was on the bus.
Alternate Universe 4077
“So, here is what you are saying? I was some kind of superhero, like a changer or shapeshifter. But, you were afraid that I would come to power and you exiled me to California and banned things I liked after Terry Badlaw became president. But, how did my friends, like Heather here fit in to all of this?”
“Well…”
Alternate Universe 4077-Two months ago
David: There was a huge uproar as school came back…
Heather smiled as she heard the report that David Stars had been beaten up three times, handing it back to Jordan. “Four months ago, I couldn’t imagine myself wanting to here about someone being beaten up…but after David Stars conspired with that evil president Badlaw, I can’t help it. Sean was my friend and what those evil men did was wrong. It must end here."
Jordan nodded in agreement. “It’s not right. The first amendment clearly states that we have the freedom to…”
“Wait! I’ve got it!” Meagan Hall interrupted. “We can go to California and stand with him.”
“Everyone knows that California could use extra people. With Sean there, only 2,000 is that states population.” Heather said.
“Well…we do have seventy-four states…” Jordan commented
Alternate Universe 4077-Present
“…and that was that. You and you fools—“ Heather glared at him. “You people weren’t heard from since. Sean Spumion—“
“That’s Sporman, Mr. Stars!” Sean exclaimed.
“…though tried on forty-seven different occasions to lead a rebellion but failed each time.”
“I think we should pay this Badlaw fooly a visit.” Sean said.
“I agree, Sean.” Heather said.
“You’ll never get to them in this bus!” David Stars exclaimed, trying to walk forward, but he bounced into a force field.
Sean smiled. “Transporters, my friend, transporters. Sporman Philosophy one eighty-six, always have a matter-energy transporter nearby.” Sean and Heather began to dematerialize.
Alternate Universe 4077-White House, President’s Office
Phasers raised, Sean and Heather dematerialized to see the President’s desk guarded by six secret service agents. Sean stunned three of them as Heather stunned the other three. “Thank goodness for wide stun.” Sean said, as the man in the President’s chair turned around.
“Timothy…Johnson!” Sean exclaimed.
“Who is he?” The man said. He reached forward to press a button on his desk, but Sean pointed a phaser in his face.
“Mister President…” Heather said, smiling. “It’s time you were impeached.”
Pittman Two Airship-Near Atlanta, GA
Andy Blackerby was laughing so hard that he nearly fell out of his seat in the Observation Deck.
“And then,” Kay Lindsay smiled from the other chair. “He said that that wasn’t his sister, it was his wife!” They both laughed hard again.
“Great jokes, Kay. You could compete with Sporman’s hilarity.” Then the blimp shook. Standing up, they saw an F-15 jet flying toward the airship, firing another missile. The two ran out of the observation room, down the hall and into the cockpit.
Blackerby stumbled into one chair. “Computer, tactical report.”
“One United States Air Force F-15 jet attacking. Tactical threat: medium.”
“Open hailing frequencies, Kay.” Blackerby ordered.
The blimp shook again. “They’re not responding. But, the computers say the shields are holding.” A moment of silence followed. “The F-15…it went away.”
“This is one crazy day…” Blackerby stated.
Alabama Limo Bus 94
June Gabert smiled as she fired her phaser at a red car that passed by. The shot blew out its tire, nearly causing it to careen out of control. The wet roads and now light rain didn’t help either.
In the back of the bus, Meagan Hall awoke from her unconsciousness. “Ugghhh…” Shaking her hand, she was handed a Pepsi by Tyler Colvin, who opened it as quietly as possible.
“Here…this might make you feel better.”
Meagan looked at him curiously. “You don’t like June or Zach, do you?”
Tyler nodded silently.
“Wait until the right time…your phaser could come in handy.” Meagan whispered.
Near the front seat, Peyton Freeman threw a flash grenade at an incoming blue truck. The truck veered heavily to the side, the driver obviously blinded by the flash. But, it barely avoided the crash.
Alternate Universe 4077-Luxbus
“Sporman’s Log, We have captured and impeached the president and placed a better, benevolent president in his place. The laws against this alternate universe’s Sporman and friends have been lifted.”
The alternate Sean Sporman entered the bus, followed by the alternate Jordan Reeves. “We would like to thank you for assisting us.”
The other Sean smiled. “Glad to help. Just doing our job, Sean 4077.”
“4077?” The alternate universe Jordan inquired.
“Just a number for this universe.” Sean said. Then he heard a noise like a strong wind, looking into the cockpit, saw the spatial vortex reopen.
“Well, I have to go.” Sean said.
Sean and Jordan 4077 stepped out of the bus. “Farewell.” Sean 4077 said, as the automatic door closed.
“Let’s get out of here.” Heather said.
“Tell me…what did you do with David Stars?” Sean asked, tapping on the controls to activate the luxbus’s engine.
“I took care of him.” They both smiled at each other. “Activating forward propulsion drive.”
As the luxbus drove through the swirling vortex, David Stars screamed from the tree he was tied to.
Alabama Limo Bus 94
June Gabert and Zach Williams stood in the front of the bus, smiling as they shot at cars with their personal phasers. This time they were not hitting them, but coming close to anger the drivers of the car.
“If they ever needed a cause for road rage,” June said, “They have it now.
Zach smiled, until he felt a phaser on his neck. He slowly turned around to see Tyler Colvin holding that phaser. “Ty—“ Before he could finish the word, Tyler stunned him, and he fell to the floor with a thud. Quickly, June Gabert swing around and fired her phaser, stunning the turncoat.
Just then, Jordan Reeves flew through the open bus door, phaser in hand. “June, we have you surrounded.” June ran to the back of the bus, where Meagan and the rest stood, blocking June’s exit. In desperation, June jumped out of the window. Meanwhile, Jordan held a phaser to Peyton, who put her hands up.
As June began to sprint from the bus, she saw Lucy Camden, who was holding up a phaser. “Planning on taking a trip June?” As Lucy finished her sentence, June threw her hands in the air.
“Sporman’s Log, Construction Day Five, the new school is now six percent complete and we now have heard that several rooms have been left somewhat intact, including part of Oak, the activity room and a couple of others. However, the construction is a new zone, and the old buildings will remain tomorrow, when we will go to see what is left. June and Vertigo have been arrested and we have a new ally. All seems well…”
“You didn’t mention the alternate universe encounter in your log?” Meagan Hall asked, as everyone was now on the Galaxy-class bridge of Control OPS.
“Nope.” Sean responded.
“I can definitely see why.” Lucy Camden responded from the chair to the left of Sean.
Just then, Andy Blackerby and Kay Lindsay walked in through the left turbolift door onto the bridge of the Control OPS building. Sean stood up.
“This is amazing.” Blackerby said. “A Galaxy-class ship I believe.”
“You are correct, sir.” Sean replied.
Mrs. Lindsay walked down to where the three chairs were. “An efficient control center. Can we see what has been done on the school so far.”
Sean nodded. “Of course. Heather?”
From the conn, Heather, using the LCARS computer, placed an image, overlaid with the final blueprint. “Three floors of OPS as well as four percent of the Maze-Slide plus one restroom has been completed.” Heather reported.
“What does your computer say will be done by tonight?” Blackerby requested.
“The automated workbees should have it done to twenty percent by midnight tonight and at forty-seven percent by tomorrow at midnight.” Meagan Hall replied.
“Something about that number…” Kay Lindsay mumbled.
Then, the alarms sounded. “Red Alert! Intruder attacking, sector twelve!”
“On screen.” Sean ordered. On the viewscreen, they saw Matt Moor shooting his shotgun at the shields of the Control OPS building.
The bridge quickly erupted in laughter. “Guns…ha!”
Recovering from the hilarity, after a few seconds, Sean Sporman tapped his combadge. “Sporman to Backup Bridge.”
In the Backup Bridge, the tertiary staff sat in what was an exact replica of the Enterprise-D battle bridge.
In the center chair, sat Brooke Stephens.
Besides her sat Ben Smith, considered a close, but fatter, Sean Sporman is most ways.
“Brooke, we are receiving a transmission from the main bridge.” said Tiffany Kynard, standing at one of the many wall consoles on the Backup Bridge.
“Put it on screen.” Brooke and Tiffany smiled as Sean and the remainder of the main staff, including visiting Andy Blackerby and Kay Lindsay, appeared on the main viewscreen.
“Hello, Brooke.” Sean paused. “Tiffany, it’s good to see you well and back so quickly after the bus incident.”
“I don’t believe this is just a social call.” Brooke replied, tugging on her Lieutenant Commander’s Starfleet uniform.
“Unfortunately, no.” Sean replied. “An intruder is attacking the building…with a gun.”
On the Backup Bridge. Ben Smith was the first to laugh. The laughter then swept through the Backup Bridge.
After a few seconds, the laughter was reduced to mild giggling.
“Anyone we know?” Liz Larson, at one of the tertiary consoles of the Backup Bridge, currently sat by her to display television, asked.
“It’s Matt Moore.” Jordan Reeves said.
At the Tactical I console, Jessica Ward frowned and then stood up. “I’ll take care of him.” She said.
Sean nodded. “Understood and good luck.”
Outside, Matt Moore continued to fire bullets into the shields of the large Control OPS building.
He then heard something. Looking over, he saw Jessica Ward approaching. “Jessica,” he said in relief, “You came out.”
“Matt—“
“What have they done to you? You are wearing one of their nutsy uniforms. You are not human anymore. Please, let me try to remove the mind control.”
Jessica tried unsuccessfully to contain her giggle. “No. I want to do this. Sean and his friends are great and I’ve always wanted to work for a school with phasers and stuff.”
Matt raised his shotgun. “I don’t want to do this.” Jessica stepped closer and Matt shot, but the primitive bullet disintegrated on contact with Jessica’s personal shield.
Matt screamed like a girl as Jessica Ward fired his phaser, set on heavy stun. He fell down, landing on the dirt with a thud.
“Jessica to Backup Bridge. Beam me up.”
Sean Sporman walked onto the Backup Bridge to congratulate Hueytown’s latest hero.
“Jessica! You handled that very well.” Sean ran his tricorder over her. “Only point oh-oh-two percent shield damage. Extremely impressive!”
Jessica blushed. “It was nothing.”
“Do you know why he did it?” Brooke Stephens asked with curiosity from the Captain’s chair.
“He was my ex.” Jessica admitted.
Sean smiled. “Captain Stephens, mind if I stay a while?”
She also smiled. “Sure, Sean.”
“Computer, initiate shield recycling.”
It was at this moment that Erin Wesson decided to beam onto the Main Bridge.
As she dematerialized, she saw Jordan Reeves in the center seat, gasping in shock. As she readied her phaser, she saw another flash. But, she dismissed it as a side effect of the transported.
Her phaser sat to kill, she first fired in front of Jordan’s chair. The beam made contact, and it exploded violently, hurling him into the air. He fell down, not moving.
As Heather Allgood retaliated with some phaser blasts, she grabbed her by the shirt neck and hurled her out of the chair.
She sat down where Heather had been. Meagan Hall and Lucy Camden both fired phasers in desperation, but they merely bounced off of Erin’s personal shield. She entered a command for all the computers to detonate instantly as she ran off of the bridge. Lucy Camden began to shout a warning, but it was too late. Console after console exploded violently, hurling the teenagers from them.
She had completed her mission, the death of Sean’s friends. Suddenly, the turbolift elevator she was in disappeared to reveal a yellow-tiled room.
She had killed holograms, and not the real staff. “Noooooooooooo!” she screamed.
Attempting to walk forward, she bounced into a force field. Then, she passed out.
On the bridge of the Federation Holoship Hypothetical, Sean Sporman, Heather Allgood and the rest of the main, secondary, and tertiary staff were very much alive.
Sean high-fived with Heather at their latest victory. “Yes! We did it!” Heather exclaimed, sitting down in the chair besides Sean.
“This calls for a party! Brooke, start calling everyone that is allowed! Beam ‘em on up and lets have a party that the twenty-fourth century would be envious of.”
The bridge got quiet.
“Rated G of course…” Everyone began to cheer.
Episode 10 of Gopher’s Gateway
Written by Sean Sporman
Rain fell in sheets from a white cloud overhead. The droplets hit the ground at an astounding rate.
“A Flash Flood Watch has been issued for the northern two-thirds of the state. Rain can be expected all day and it looks like it will not stop.” James Spann said, seen on a viewscreen inside the Luxbus Prototype.
Inside were Sean Sporman and Heather Allgood. “Well, Sean, what better weather to test the Luxbus in?” Heather said sarcastically. Sean smiled.
“Well…maybe tomorrow…” Sean’s voice trailed off.
Heather picked up the conversation. “Nope! After the rain moves through some moisture will be thrown back behind the low-pressure system. We could see a wintry mix and possibly some snow!” Sean smiled as his eyes widened in surprise.
“Wow! Heather! You really are keeping up well with this. Keep it up!” Heather smiled at Sean.
Jordan Reeves sat in the middle of the ‘bridge’ of Control OPS. The bridge, by Sean’s request, was exactly like the bridge of the USS Enterprise-D seen in Star Trek: The Next Generation. Brooke Stephens smiled and handed him a PADD.
“What is this, Brooke?” Jordan asked politely.
“It’s a vidnote from your friend, Tiffany Davidson.”
“Thank you.” Jordan said. Brooke Stephens then walked to the turbolift. When she was inside, the doors closed in front of her.
Jordan Reeves activated the PADD and the vidnote began to play. “Hello Jordan. I might be dropping by, but I have a keyboarding competition and since I’m typing past the required threshold, forty-seven words per minute, I could win! Well, until later. Goodbye.” The screen switched off and was replaced by the Federation insignia.
Just as Jordan placed the PADD on the ground, Lucy Camden entered the bridge. She was a beautiful as ever, and wearing a Commander’s Starfleet uniform. “Where is Sean?” Lucy asked immediately, sitting in the chair behind the tactical station. “Wow! This is a near-complete recreation of the bridge of the Enterprise-D. Except this chair, of course.”
Jordan sighed in distress. “Goodie.”
“All systems appear online.” Lucy said to no one particular.
“But, I have to say…they are perfect for each other.” Jordan whispered to himself.
Andy Blackerby smiled as he sat in the cockpit of Pittman Two, the newest dirigible under possession of the Jefferson County Board of Education. His combadge beeped. “Blackerby here.”
“This is Lindsay. Where are you?”
Blackerby continued to smile. “I’m on the new blimp! I’ll beam you up right away!”
He walked over to the cockpit’s transporter pad. From the control panel in front of him, transport was initiated. In just a few seconds, she was standing on that pad. “Welcome to Pittman Two, the latest vehicle of the Jefferson County School System.”
“Well, this is neat.” Replied Mrs. Lindsay, stepping down from the transporter pad. “It actually looks like a Federation airship.”
“Yes. And what better way to test it than to fly to Atlanta and back.” Blackerby responded with a smile, moving to the left command chair. Out the windows, rain began to fall. “Oh dear, heavy rain. Computer, activate cable transmission, channel 11.”
A viewscreen slowly came down from the ceiling of the cockpit. When it locked into place, James Spann appeared on the screen. “—Flood Watch is in effect for the northern two-thirds of the state. A slow-moving low-pressure system will continue to dump the wet precipitation across the state.”
“Computer, deactivate viewscreen.” The Federation insignia appeared, replacing the balding meteorologist. “And…retract.”
The viewscreen began to go back up. “I’m curious.” Mrs. Lindsay began. “What about our trip to Control OPS?”
“Well, I’ve told them we will be coming tomorrow, not today.”
“I see. We’ll let’s replicate some breakfast and we’ll get underway. What do you want?”
“I’m quite fond of McDonald’s sausage biscuits…”
The Luxbus suddenly shook, startling Sean and Heather. “Heather, what’s going on?”
“It appears there is some kind of…spatial vortex outside. We’re being pulled in!” Sean quickly tapped at his console.
“That’s impossible! They only happen in the final frontier!” They both smiled for a brief moment.
“That is what you told Me.” responded Heather.
“Put is in full reverse!”
“I already have! No effect! And, we don’t have warp drive.”
“If I could only rig a poloron beam…” Suddenly, the shaking stopped. Sean quickly opened the blast shutters.
“I think we made it.” Heather said happily.
“Well…everything is not right.” Sean responded. “Come here.” Heather quickly walked to the window Sean was looking out of.
“Hueytown High is still intact? But, I saw it destroyed.”
“We may have been transported to an alternate reality.” Sean responded.
“Oh, yeah. Ben Smith told me about those crazy things. I didn’t think they were real.”
“Grab a phaser and tricorder and I’ll launch some microprobes. We need to go out there.”
Heather opened a cargo compartment and grabbed two Type-1 phasers as well as two tricorders. She handed one of each to Sean.
“I would tell you to activate your personal shields—“
Heather smiled. “Don’t worry. Us cheerleaders can take a beating. We can also do great jumping tricks, too.” Sean smiled as they exited the Luxbus.
“Well, I’m detecting one thousand and forty-nine lifesigns inside the school. It must be in session. I’m going to cloak the luxbus for four hours.”
“Ok. You don’t think that these Starfleet uniforms…”
“At a high school. Hueytown High. Few people will know what they are. And, this is an alternate universe…”
“Ok. I get your point. Let’s just go.” Sean chuckled as they exited the woods.
“No trailers. And—“ They looked and saw a new building that was half the size of Pine. “Maple, they finally built it! But, it’s smaller than I thought it would be.”
“Are you sure we won’t get in trouble…”
Sean pointed at a marking on Maple. “See that…that means that it is indeed part of the Jefferson County School System. We have official visitor passes from Mr. Blackerby. We’ll be fine.”
Heather smiled. “You know, a month ago. You would have worried sick about getting in trouble.” Sean rolled his eyes and they reached the back door of Maple.
“Let’s put on the headset communicators. We can talk quieter that way.” Heather put hers own first then Sean. “Ok.” Sean whispered into the headset. “Let’s go in.” Sean opened the door for Heather. When Heather was in, Sean entered the building behind her.
“It would seem that all the trailer teachers got a building. And, Mrs. Wilson no longer has to work in the library.
Suddenly, Sean heard a door open. “Quick! Put the headsets out of phase!” Both of them quickly pressed at the headsets and they were now invisible.
A student walked out into the hall. “Ooh! Skippers!” He said.
“Listen, Matt, you know full well who I am.”
The student known as Matt White shook his head. “Nope! I don’t know you. Now, I know Heather, but she transferred to California. I think she did because of excess emissions. You know California’s strict emissions law.”
“Hey!” Heather replied, slightly angered. “I didn’t move to the valley, did I?”
“Excuse me. I have to go to the restroom.” Matt walked away.
“We must be in an alternate universe where I don’t exist.” Sean said, tapping at his tricorder.
“Why do you say that?” Heather asked.
“I’ve tied into…well a database of every United States citizen. Sean Sporman is not listed.” Sean turned slowly and stared out the window.
Meagan Hall smiled as the bus went on to Interstate Fifty-nine, heading for the Jefferson County Level II Keyboarding Competition. “So, what rate do you type at?”
Tiffany Kynard smiled. “Thirty-three words per minute.”
Meagan secretly contorted her face in distress. “Oh! May I ask you a question…about a boy?”
Tiffany’s smile turned devious. “Sure, who?”
“Sean Sporman. As you know I am going out with him. So is Heather Allgood. Lucy Camden also has a big crush on him. In fact, it seems over thirty girls that I know like him.”
“Including me.” responded Tiffany, still smiling. “See, at first I thought he was an oversized child, doing his Spormanworld stuff in Homeroom in sixth grade. Now, don’t tell anyone, but even though I have a boyfriend, I like him now.”
“Is it the reason that all of the girls like him? He is nice, sweet, clean-minded, imaginative, and—“
Mister Lucas, driver of the bus, interrupted Meagan. “Well, this is different from being a bus driver at Pittman, sort of. There is a detour up ahead. What should we do, assistant principal Hall?”
Meagan liked that title. “Take it. I’m sure we will be just fine.”
“All right. Exiting in two minutes.” replied Lucas.
“Computer, what is our distance to Atlanta?”
“Current distance is one-hundred and forty-seven miles from the city limits.”
Andy Blackerby smiled. “I’m so smart for coming up with this idea!”
Mrs. Lindsay rolled her eyes and began to whisper to the computer, “Computer, initiate program Lindsay Two-Three-point-five.”
Quickly, Blackerby turned around at the sound of the transporter. “Timothy…Johnson.” Blackerby stated bitterly.
“I see that you have more brain cells than I gave you credit for. Well, they do say that two is better than one.”
Blackerby reached for his phaser.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Timothy Johnson held a phaser in each hand and they were both pointed at the superintendent.
“Kay…” Blackerby whispered for assistance.
“Who?” yelped Johnson. Suddenly, Kay Lindsay fired a phaser at the hostile intruder. He flickered and then disappeared.
“Holographic program terminated.” The computer announced. Blackerby inhaled some air and then turned toward Mrs. Lindsay. He began to laugh.
“Oh! That was a good one, Kay!”
Suddenly, the blimp shook. “Ooh! You even had a simulated inertial damper failure.”
Kay Lindsay was now in serious mode. “It wasn’t me.”
Blackerby stood up. “Computer, what was the reason of the vibration?”
“Common atmospheric turbulence.”
Both humans sighed in relief.
The bell rang in the halls of the alternate Hueytown High School.
Sean Sporman smiled in anticipation. Nearby, the beautiful Heather Allgood didn’t quite know what to expect. Seconds after the bell, students began to fill the hall.
A student that Sean didn’t know walked up to the two. “Who the bajizees are you?”
“I’m Sean Sporman.” Sean held out the card. “Official visitor from the Jefferson County Board of Education.”
“Well, your clothes reek of toiletness.”
“Hey!” Heather replied quickly. “I’m not stinky! And, I’m wearing a starfleet uniform, too!”
“I thought I had seen those in a garbage dump somewhere before. Star Trek is not popular with teenagers. The Association of Teenage Governmental Officers banned it in all states but California. Heather, you left with a group of goody-two-shoes that—“ The student gasped.
“By my name of David Stars! You are Sean Sporman! What in blue blazes are you doing here!?” Students in the hall turned an evil eye. Sean, realizing something, slapped a spare combadge on Stars and he disappeared. Seconds later, Sean and Heather did as well.
The three were now in the Luxbus. Sean pointed his phaser at the misfit teenager. “Tell me all about Sean Sporman.”
“I’ll start at the beginning…”
Alternate Universe 4077-Six months ago
David: When it all began to crumble…for you fools anyway…
“It’s good to see you, Heather!” Sean Sporman, in normal civilian clothing said to his attractive friend in the classroom.
“You too, Sean! I have a feeling it is going to be a good day. Did you here, they are going to make Jordan the weatherman again.”
“Well, he did do it at Hueytown Junior High.” Sean said. “I could be the Star Trek newscaster…”
“Sean, Mr. Blackerby only wants a weatherman. And, you don’t like the weather.”
“Yeah! I know. I’m more inclined toward Star Trek and Baseball.”
“Suddenly, a teacher ran in. “It’s happening.” Mrs. Painter caught her breath. “The feared fight. Sean, you are experienced in diplomacy—“
Sean Sporman stood up confidently. “Say no more.” Heather followed behind. The other students were already watching. Running outside, the fight was in the library, which was surrounded by students screaming, “Fight! Fight!”
Sean pulled out a large starfleet combadge and tapped it. “Transform time! I choose to be Jigglypuff!”
Meanwhile, Zach Williams finally clocked Brandon Tucker, who fell to the floor. Jigglypuff then began to float in to the air. It pulled out a microphone. “Jiggly!” Then, it started to sing. “Jigglypuff…”
Alabama Limo Bus 94
“What about—“ Tiffany Davidson was interrupted as the bus she was in shook.
“What’s that?” Patrick Williams asked. The bus shook again. Looking out of the window, he saw several teenager firing small laser-like weapons at the bus. A girl with black curly hair fired phasers at the bus.
The one with black curly hair fired once again and Patrick though he heard something powering down.
“The shield is down! Everyone to the back!” As the students ran to the aft section of the Alabama Limo bus, Meagan hid behind a seat, her phaser above the chair. With the other hand, she tapped her combadge. “Computer, activate the emergency beacon.” Then, June ran in. She quickly stunned Mister Lucas, who slumped forward, now asleep on the steering wheel.
She then held her compression phaser rifle toward the back of the bus. “I know that one of you is here. Sean…Jordan. You might as well give it up.” Tyler Colvin of Vertigo sprinted to the back of the bus. Meagan fired her phaser at him, but her blast missed his head and caused one ceiling light to explode.
“Tiffany! This is for being an airhead and playing with my best friend.” Tyler fired his phaser and Tiffany passed out, unconscious.
Meagan then stood up and managed to stun Zach, who fell down, shaking the bus slightly. But, June fired and Meagan was stunned.
Project: Hueytown 2000 Control OPS
Jordan Reeves heard a computer beep. “What is that?”
Lucy Camden walked to the Science console. “It is an emergency transmission…from Meagan.”
Jordan stood up. “Let’s hear it.”
The viewscreen turned on. “This is Meagan Hall to Control OPS. If you are receiving this message, we have been taken over by hostile forces. Please assist. Repeat, this is—“ Lucy cut off the transmission.
“Let’s go.” Jordan said, smiling.
“Aye, sir.” Lucy said. Jordan rolled his eyes, knowing Sean would be having a ball if he was here and Jordan was on the bus.
Alternate Universe 4077
“So, here is what you are saying? I was some kind of superhero, like a changer or shapeshifter. But, you were afraid that I would come to power and you exiled me to California and banned things I liked after Terry Badlaw became president. But, how did my friends, like Heather here fit in to all of this?”
“Well…”
Alternate Universe 4077-Two months ago
David: There was a huge uproar as school came back…
Heather smiled as she heard the report that David Stars had been beaten up three times, handing it back to Jordan. “Four months ago, I couldn’t imagine myself wanting to here about someone being beaten up…but after David Stars conspired with that evil president Badlaw, I can’t help it. Sean was my friend and what those evil men did was wrong. It must end here."
Jordan nodded in agreement. “It’s not right. The first amendment clearly states that we have the freedom to…”
“Wait! I’ve got it!” Meagan Hall interrupted. “We can go to California and stand with him.”
“Everyone knows that California could use extra people. With Sean there, only 2,000 is that states population.” Heather said.
“Well…we do have seventy-four states…” Jordan commented
Alternate Universe 4077-Present
“…and that was that. You and you fools—“ Heather glared at him. “You people weren’t heard from since. Sean Spumion—“
“That’s Sporman, Mr. Stars!” Sean exclaimed.
“…though tried on forty-seven different occasions to lead a rebellion but failed each time.”
“I think we should pay this Badlaw fooly a visit.” Sean said.
“I agree, Sean.” Heather said.
“You’ll never get to them in this bus!” David Stars exclaimed, trying to walk forward, but he bounced into a force field.
Sean smiled. “Transporters, my friend, transporters. Sporman Philosophy one eighty-six, always have a matter-energy transporter nearby.” Sean and Heather began to dematerialize.
Alternate Universe 4077-White House, President’s Office
Phasers raised, Sean and Heather dematerialized to see the President’s desk guarded by six secret service agents. Sean stunned three of them as Heather stunned the other three. “Thank goodness for wide stun.” Sean said, as the man in the President’s chair turned around.
“Timothy…Johnson!” Sean exclaimed.
“Who is he?” The man said. He reached forward to press a button on his desk, but Sean pointed a phaser in his face.
“Mister President…” Heather said, smiling. “It’s time you were impeached.”
Pittman Two Airship-Near Atlanta, GA
Andy Blackerby was laughing so hard that he nearly fell out of his seat in the Observation Deck.
“And then,” Kay Lindsay smiled from the other chair. “He said that that wasn’t his sister, it was his wife!” They both laughed hard again.
“Great jokes, Kay. You could compete with Sporman’s hilarity.” Then the blimp shook. Standing up, they saw an F-15 jet flying toward the airship, firing another missile. The two ran out of the observation room, down the hall and into the cockpit.
Blackerby stumbled into one chair. “Computer, tactical report.”
“One United States Air Force F-15 jet attacking. Tactical threat: medium.”
“Open hailing frequencies, Kay.” Blackerby ordered.
The blimp shook again. “They’re not responding. But, the computers say the shields are holding.” A moment of silence followed. “The F-15…it went away.”
“This is one crazy day…” Blackerby stated.
Alabama Limo Bus 94
June Gabert smiled as she fired her phaser at a red car that passed by. The shot blew out its tire, nearly causing it to careen out of control. The wet roads and now light rain didn’t help either.
In the back of the bus, Meagan Hall awoke from her unconsciousness. “Ugghhh…” Shaking her hand, she was handed a Pepsi by Tyler Colvin, who opened it as quietly as possible.
“Here…this might make you feel better.”
Meagan looked at him curiously. “You don’t like June or Zach, do you?”
Tyler nodded silently.
“Wait until the right time…your phaser could come in handy.” Meagan whispered.
Near the front seat, Peyton Freeman threw a flash grenade at an incoming blue truck. The truck veered heavily to the side, the driver obviously blinded by the flash. But, it barely avoided the crash.
Alternate Universe 4077-Luxbus
“Sporman’s Log, We have captured and impeached the president and placed a better, benevolent president in his place. The laws against this alternate universe’s Sporman and friends have been lifted.”
The alternate Sean Sporman entered the bus, followed by the alternate Jordan Reeves. “We would like to thank you for assisting us.”
The other Sean smiled. “Glad to help. Just doing our job, Sean 4077.”
“4077?” The alternate universe Jordan inquired.
“Just a number for this universe.” Sean said. Then he heard a noise like a strong wind, looking into the cockpit, saw the spatial vortex reopen.
“Well, I have to go.” Sean said.
Sean and Jordan 4077 stepped out of the bus. “Farewell.” Sean 4077 said, as the automatic door closed.
“Let’s get out of here.” Heather said.
“Tell me…what did you do with David Stars?” Sean asked, tapping on the controls to activate the luxbus’s engine.
“I took care of him.” They both smiled at each other. “Activating forward propulsion drive.”
As the luxbus drove through the swirling vortex, David Stars screamed from the tree he was tied to.
Alabama Limo Bus 94
June Gabert and Zach Williams stood in the front of the bus, smiling as they shot at cars with their personal phasers. This time they were not hitting them, but coming close to anger the drivers of the car.
“If they ever needed a cause for road rage,” June said, “They have it now.
Zach smiled, until he felt a phaser on his neck. He slowly turned around to see Tyler Colvin holding that phaser. “Ty—“ Before he could finish the word, Tyler stunned him, and he fell to the floor with a thud. Quickly, June Gabert swing around and fired her phaser, stunning the turncoat.
Just then, Jordan Reeves flew through the open bus door, phaser in hand. “June, we have you surrounded.” June ran to the back of the bus, where Meagan and the rest stood, blocking June’s exit. In desperation, June jumped out of the window. Meanwhile, Jordan held a phaser to Peyton, who put her hands up.
As June began to sprint from the bus, she saw Lucy Camden, who was holding up a phaser. “Planning on taking a trip June?” As Lucy finished her sentence, June threw her hands in the air.
“Sporman’s Log, Construction Day Five, the new school is now six percent complete and we now have heard that several rooms have been left somewhat intact, including part of Oak, the activity room and a couple of others. However, the construction is a new zone, and the old buildings will remain tomorrow, when we will go to see what is left. June and Vertigo have been arrested and we have a new ally. All seems well…”
“You didn’t mention the alternate universe encounter in your log?” Meagan Hall asked, as everyone was now on the Galaxy-class bridge of Control OPS.
“Nope.” Sean responded.
“I can definitely see why.” Lucy Camden responded from the chair to the left of Sean.
Just then, Andy Blackerby and Kay Lindsay walked in through the left turbolift door onto the bridge of the Control OPS building. Sean stood up.
“This is amazing.” Blackerby said. “A Galaxy-class ship I believe.”
“You are correct, sir.” Sean replied.
Mrs. Lindsay walked down to where the three chairs were. “An efficient control center. Can we see what has been done on the school so far.”
Sean nodded. “Of course. Heather?”
From the conn, Heather, using the LCARS computer, placed an image, overlaid with the final blueprint. “Three floors of OPS as well as four percent of the Maze-Slide plus one restroom has been completed.” Heather reported.
“What does your computer say will be done by tonight?” Blackerby requested.
“The automated workbees should have it done to twenty percent by midnight tonight and at forty-seven percent by tomorrow at midnight.” Meagan Hall replied.
“Something about that number…” Kay Lindsay mumbled.
Then, the alarms sounded. “Red Alert! Intruder attacking, sector twelve!”
“On screen.” Sean ordered. On the viewscreen, they saw Matt Moor shooting his shotgun at the shields of the Control OPS building.
The bridge quickly erupted in laughter. “Guns…ha!”
Recovering from the hilarity, after a few seconds, Sean Sporman tapped his combadge. “Sporman to Backup Bridge.”
In the Backup Bridge, the tertiary staff sat in what was an exact replica of the Enterprise-D battle bridge.
In the center chair, sat Brooke Stephens.
Besides her sat Ben Smith, considered a close, but fatter, Sean Sporman is most ways.
“Brooke, we are receiving a transmission from the main bridge.” said Tiffany Kynard, standing at one of the many wall consoles on the Backup Bridge.
“Put it on screen.” Brooke and Tiffany smiled as Sean and the remainder of the main staff, including visiting Andy Blackerby and Kay Lindsay, appeared on the main viewscreen.
“Hello, Brooke.” Sean paused. “Tiffany, it’s good to see you well and back so quickly after the bus incident.”
“I don’t believe this is just a social call.” Brooke replied, tugging on her Lieutenant Commander’s Starfleet uniform.
“Unfortunately, no.” Sean replied. “An intruder is attacking the building…with a gun.”
On the Backup Bridge. Ben Smith was the first to laugh. The laughter then swept through the Backup Bridge.
After a few seconds, the laughter was reduced to mild giggling.
“Anyone we know?” Liz Larson, at one of the tertiary consoles of the Backup Bridge, currently sat by her to display television, asked.
“It’s Matt Moore.” Jordan Reeves said.
At the Tactical I console, Jessica Ward frowned and then stood up. “I’ll take care of him.” She said.
Sean nodded. “Understood and good luck.”
Outside, Matt Moore continued to fire bullets into the shields of the large Control OPS building.
He then heard something. Looking over, he saw Jessica Ward approaching. “Jessica,” he said in relief, “You came out.”
“Matt—“
“What have they done to you? You are wearing one of their nutsy uniforms. You are not human anymore. Please, let me try to remove the mind control.”
Jessica tried unsuccessfully to contain her giggle. “No. I want to do this. Sean and his friends are great and I’ve always wanted to work for a school with phasers and stuff.”
Matt raised his shotgun. “I don’t want to do this.” Jessica stepped closer and Matt shot, but the primitive bullet disintegrated on contact with Jessica’s personal shield.
Matt screamed like a girl as Jessica Ward fired his phaser, set on heavy stun. He fell down, landing on the dirt with a thud.
“Jessica to Backup Bridge. Beam me up.”
Sean Sporman walked onto the Backup Bridge to congratulate Hueytown’s latest hero.
“Jessica! You handled that very well.” Sean ran his tricorder over her. “Only point oh-oh-two percent shield damage. Extremely impressive!”
Jessica blushed. “It was nothing.”
“Do you know why he did it?” Brooke Stephens asked with curiosity from the Captain’s chair.
“He was my ex.” Jessica admitted.
Sean smiled. “Captain Stephens, mind if I stay a while?”
She also smiled. “Sure, Sean.”
“Computer, initiate shield recycling.”
It was at this moment that Erin Wesson decided to beam onto the Main Bridge.
As she dematerialized, she saw Jordan Reeves in the center seat, gasping in shock. As she readied her phaser, she saw another flash. But, she dismissed it as a side effect of the transported.
Her phaser sat to kill, she first fired in front of Jordan’s chair. The beam made contact, and it exploded violently, hurling him into the air. He fell down, not moving.
As Heather Allgood retaliated with some phaser blasts, she grabbed her by the shirt neck and hurled her out of the chair.
She sat down where Heather had been. Meagan Hall and Lucy Camden both fired phasers in desperation, but they merely bounced off of Erin’s personal shield. She entered a command for all the computers to detonate instantly as she ran off of the bridge. Lucy Camden began to shout a warning, but it was too late. Console after console exploded violently, hurling the teenagers from them.
She had completed her mission, the death of Sean’s friends. Suddenly, the turbolift elevator she was in disappeared to reveal a yellow-tiled room.
She had killed holograms, and not the real staff. “Noooooooooooo!” she screamed.
Attempting to walk forward, she bounced into a force field. Then, she passed out.
On the bridge of the Federation Holoship Hypothetical, Sean Sporman, Heather Allgood and the rest of the main, secondary, and tertiary staff were very much alive.
Sean high-fived with Heather at their latest victory. “Yes! We did it!” Heather exclaimed, sitting down in the chair besides Sean.
“This calls for a party! Brooke, start calling everyone that is allowed! Beam ‘em on up and lets have a party that the twenty-fourth century would be envious of.”
The bridge got quiet.
“Rated G of course…” Everyone began to cheer.