“Thrusters on full Captain.”
The space craft lumbered forward, its flimsy hull bending alarmingly. The two man crew fought with the controls trying to hold their ship together just one last journey. A wing buckled under the strain. There was a tearing sound as the left rear engine ripped free and fell to earth. Battling valiantly despite the odds both crew members knew this was the end.


“Tea time boys.”
Abandoning the cardboard craft on the grass the boys ran headlong into the house. After all, saving the galaxy was hungry work, rebuilding their cardboard box space craft was a job for tomorrow.