HubNuggets - The Next Generation

Our ship is currently cruising the Nugget System in the Hub Galaxy. We know our mission but are awaiting urgent orders that we've been told to expect. The slow passage of time is beginning to fray nerves and raise tempers. There is much dissension among crew members, after last week's published report about the recent HubNuggets changes.

Chief Historian and Tactical Officer, RedElf, has released a white paper to the College of Hubicians and Nuggetologists that outlines our archeological adventures on planet Earth - all in the name of preserving and protecting the HubNuggets culture. Now, the crew is tense, worried. They know what they have to do to complete our mission but they can't agree on where to go for lunch.

We've been instructed to locate and extract a new batch of golden nuggets from the Wannabe Way inside the Nugget System. It's a dangerous mission, fraught with Tribbles, men with pointy ears and the terrible unknown. To make matters worse, team members are actually fighting over where to eat.

Commander Evilpants wants to hit the Hubby's drive through in the Cardassian Straight for fries with a double side order of gravy and a butter tart. He claims that his choice of gastronomic delight will give us quick food energy for the work at hand. He's called dibs on the toy in the meal deal package.

Meanwhile, health conscious Second Officer, Patty Inglish, is suggesting the veggie bar in the Centurian Galaxy. Lt. Commander Inglish feels that this sensible choice will provide us with long term fuel reserves, which we may need for our exploration of space nugget sites.

Chief of Security, Zsuzsy Bee, is dieing to try that new tea and rum house on Hubto, over in the HP Star System. It's out of our way but Zsuzsy thinks that she may be able to gain some intelligence from the locals. If sharing a friendly cup of tea doesn't work, she'll ply them with rum to find out where the Wannabes are. In her words, "I'll make that Wookie talk!"

Tactical Officer RedElf serves as the ship's Historian, recording our explorations for posterity. She snaps pictures, compiles audio and video records and takes copious notes of our every thought, word and deed. She is suspiciously quiet and non-committal on the dining issue. After numerous complaints from Commander Evilpants, I shall have to issue direct orders that Officer RedElf cease and desist filming and taping conversations in the men's room.

Lt. Commander Ripplemaker is the ship's counselor. Originally from the planet Heavena in the Nirvana Galaxy, this energetic crew member rides the HubMobile to visit the Wannabes that the rest of the crew finds. She is fed by Universal energy and goes with the flow, so she doesn't mind where we eat as long as it doesn't involve that disgusting Space Worm Rattata that's popular on Uranus.

Captain Anderson is tired of the bickering and sets course for the greasy spoon on Q75 in the Vulcan Quadrant. All the space shuttle drivers eat there, so the food must be good. Besides, we've got nuggets to find!

*** Radio crackle, static on big screen space TV located on the bridge ***

"Maddie Ruud to Space Ship Hubertise, do you read me?"

"I read you Commander Ruud. This is Captain Anderson. Let me adjust the antenna so I can see you, too. A little more tin foil on the wire coat hanger should do the trick. There you are! Please go ahead, Commander."

"We've received word that some prime Wannabes have been sited in the Nebula System. Please adjust your course settings appropriately. Admiral Menayan will communicate exact co-ordinates shortly."

*** Squelching from space speakers followed by a tapping sound ***

"Is this thing on?"

"Yes, Admiral Menayan, I can hear you."

"Excellent! Captain, your new orders have come through. Our sources have confirmed Wannabe sitings on Technology, Knowledge, Home and Family, all within the Nebula System. Take your team there immediately and bring those nuggests back for our readers."

"Aye, aye, Admiral."

"Commander Evilpants, please issue orders to change our heading."

"What about lunch?"

"No time now, Mr. Evilpants. Fix yourself a snack from whatever you can find in the galley."

"Damn it, Captain! I'm a jackalope, not a sandwich maker!"

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