The saga continues...

This post may be another story I never finish but I thought I'd post it anyway. If only to give you lot, my faithful readers, something to read. I'm more than willing to accept critisism if you think it deserves it. (It follows on from this story to allow you to see the continuity.)

Like I said, I have no idea if this will be completed. You should be used to that by now.

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There was a bright flash...

Then nothing.

Stockton opened his eyes. Slowly... Just in case he saw something he didn't like. Everything was fine, the spaceship, his wife and the beertube stock level, was exactly the same as it was. "Pity." He said. Outside the ship there was deep, black, Space.

"Stock," Said Ali.
"Yes my sweet?" Stockton replied.
"What just happened?"
"Well, I steered the ship into a big purple swirly thing in space..."
"Why?"
"Because it's not everyday you get the chance?" He said, somewhat timidly.

It was then that they noticed something was missing. Outside the ship was just a huge expanse of dark space. No planets. No sun. No stars. Just space.

"Whoops!" Said Stockton.
"Computer, calculate space co-ordinates." Ali said.
"Space co-ordinates are... Go fuck yourself." The computer said.
"What the hell?" Ali and Stockton both said at the same time.
"Something is decidedly wrong about this." Stockton said. "It's swearing at us."
"I thought you got the modified language pack for it?" Ali asked.
"I did, but it didn't work when I asked what the fuck the big purple swirly thing was. It didn't recognize the command." Stockton replied.

The computer then introduced them to the whole new vocabulary of bad language that it had somehow gained since they had flown through the swirl. Ali's face turned bright red as the computer spat out tirade after tirade of abuse. Stockton sat on the pilot seat laughing as the computer strung together the longest, most vulgar insult he had ever witnessed. When the computer finally stopped swearing Stockton screamed, "Yeehaa! Jesus H Christos! My custom dictionary works! Praise be to the purple swirly gods!" He said, as he punched the arm of the pilots seat in joy.

"Hey bitch!" Stockton said.
"Who are you calling bitch?" Ali asked.
"It's the command I assigned to be the computers name." Stockton said. "Watch this... Hey Bitch!" He continued.
The computer spoke in the voice of Samuel L Jackson's character from Pulp Fiction, which was Stocktons favorite movie of all time. "Whassup my nigga?" It said.
"Very good, now find out where we are." Ali said.
"Bitch, where in the fuck are we?" Stockton asked the computer.
"We ain't nowhere man." The computer replied.

"What in the hell do you mean?" Stockton asked.
"Well, space should be full of stars and things, but there ain't none out there my man." The computer replied.
"What?" Stockton stated.
"Suns, stars, planets, asteroids, that kind of shit. There ain't any."
"What?" Stockton said again.
The computer yelled at him. "Say "What" again! C'mon, say "What" again! I dare ya, I double dare ya motherfucker, say "What" one more goddamn time!"

Ali sat watching him make the computer quote lines from Pulp Fiction and wondered if she should have listened to her mother. Her mother was never very fond of Stockton and his rough manner. According to her mother Stockton was a low life space bum. Ali loved him for exactly those reasons. Why settle down to a nice long boring life when you could grab the bull by the horns and live a short life filled with madness and adventure, she always thought.

Stockton interrupted her thoughts. "Babe. You Ok?" He asked.
"Just thinking." She said. "Are we any closer to finding out where we are?" She continued.
"Well, the computer thinks that we... I mean, I, may have slightly fucked up when I flew the ship into that purple swirly thing. It reckons it may have been an anomaly in space similar that caused us to slip outside of space." He said.
"Outside of space? Space doesn't have an outside." She stated.
"That what I said. The bitch still thinks we're outside space though." Stockton replied.

Ali asked for a full systems diagnostic and sat reading the readout while Stockton talked to the computer. Twenty minutes later she threw the readouts into the trashshute and told Stockton that they seemed to be outside space.

"Check out the big brain on Brett! You a smart mothafucka!" Said the computer.
"I beg your pardon?" She said to the computer.
"Big ol' cranium you got in there sweet thang." The computer replied.
"Shut up." Ali said to the computer and sat down.

"What are we going to do?" Ali asked Stockton.
"Open fire?" Stockton suggested.
"On what?" Ali questioned.
"I don't know." Stockton answered.
"Besides, what good would it do?" Ali asked.
"It'd make me feel better." Stockton said, he leaned over and pressed a panel on the controls.

The computer spoke. "Lllemme introduce you to my little friend." It said, in the voice of Tony Montoya. Stockton laughed. He leaned over to Ali and told her that this was his custom start up sound for arming the weapons. "I love it." She said, sarcastically.

Stockton pushed a button on the arm of the pilot seat and fired. Two luminescent balls shot out of the front of the ship and headed off into the distance. After a few seconds there was a bright flash. As the bright flash cleared it revealed a purple swirl in space ahead of them. "Stockton, look." Ali said.
"Holy shit... Computer, full speed ahead." Stockton shouted.
"Is that wise Stock?" Ali asked.
"It's either that or we sit outside space." Stockton said as they approached the swirling cloud.
"Any other reason?" She asked.
"It's not everyday you get the chance to fly into two purple swirly things in space?"

As the spaceship collided with the giant purple mass there was another bright flash and the ship vanished.