“Oh no! That’s not the military is it?” she yelled, pointing at a dirigible flying through the air towards them.
Tim grabbed her hand and pulled her into the cockpit of the ship.
“Hey Pop, we have trouble on our tail. A military ship is headed right towards us.”
Tom should his head sadly. “I knew today was the day. Get that hatch closed, and buckle in. We’ll see if this bucket of bolts can really fly.”
Elsa strapped herself into one of the seats, while Tim pulled the hatch closed. As he did so, he spotted the military dirigible land close to HOT.
“If everyone is ready, it’s time to get off this planet and see Eon!” said Tom, pressing the button to the rocket boosters. Tim and Elsa hastily placed their headsets and goggles on, as a loud roaring sound filled their ears. HOT rose in the air and headed off on her maiden voyage to Eon.
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A: Eventually, a mob of angry villagers with pitchforks and torches."
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