Mischievous Machine [old]

Caught With Your Pants Down.

I woke up to find Jim poking me with a pen. This fucker has balls. Where the fuck did he even get the pen from?

"Give me like five more minutes okay."

"Boss there's stuff happening and um you're needed..."

Fine I'll get up especially since I feel as if weird things have been happening every time I go to sleep. Hopefully nothing happened this time but I guess as long as no fourth wall breaks have occurred it should be alright.

"Haa."

I actually sighed god damn guess getting shot and having some dipshits try to overthrow you does get you tired.

"Alright what the fuck happened for you to wake me up?"

He's a bit restless.

"There's another ship boss."

A what?

"Another ship."

Huh?

Jim sucks in some air and visibly ready's himself. I couldn't figure out what for.

"THERE'S MORE ENEMIES APPROACHING."

You know they like caught us with our pants down like seriously. I think I'm starting to physically sweat oh fuck oh shit oh fuck.

"What is our current position?"

A dumb idea came to me although honestly this will be our only bet.

"We are uhm..."

Guess he doesn't know okay okay okay okay. There should be a radio in my room I'll contact the bridge. Beep.

"Good afternoon this is your captain speaking I would like to have some flight information regarding our current whereabouts."

So it's like that huh. 

Besides that why are you looking at me so funny Jim?

Beep. I turn off the radio. Of course I make sure to take it with me.

"Alright get me in the bridge of this ship."

Oh I should specify.

"And by this ship I mean the one were lodged in or at least get me outside the plaguebearer then I'll tell you what to do after."

With that I got up. Good thing I went to sleep clothed. Now after a bit of sprinting and pant, pant, panting we arrived outside or inside I don't even know anymore...

"Jim here's your mission evacuate everyone to escape pods or whatever this big ass ship should have some that you can make use of."

He hesitates.

"Does everyone include Sal?"

With that I hand him a pair of keys. Cell keys to be precise. Well they're less of a key but more of a symbol of mine to eh whatever. He gives me a look of uncertainty. I pat him on the shoulder and as I'm about to run off.

"What about you?" 

I just give him a grin.