PROBLEMS IN SPACE

CHAPTER 1

"The hurkle is a happy beast!" shouted Jupie.

"Shut up okay! Just shut up! We are taking the hurkle to the dumping grounds and that's it!" shouted Jupie's essence companion, Earl.

"You're a cruel, sadistic, salomie of a freak humanoid!" cried Jupie.

The secretary of space suppressed a scowl. An eerie green light had come into his eyes that only slightly offset the red that covered his face. He counted to ten using the integral of the number's square. After three seconds he let out a harsh gale of breath and whistled for the hurkle.

The hurkle came bounding into the room its tongue hanging out. It truly was a happy beast. It bounded up to Earl and sniffed his feet.

A long piercing, poignant scream suddenly filled the room. Earl looked up at his essence companion with a questioning, almost dumbfounded look on his face. The hurkle being a happy, but dumb, beast said nothing and looked at Jupie the same way.

Jupie ran out of the room, down a long hall, down a flight of stairs, stopped to look at the geraniums on the landing, seeing that they were fine continued running down to the first floor, through the living room, and into the kitchen. In the kitchen she picked up some fruit and her keys and ran out of the house and into the garage. Inside of the garage she got into her travelling craft and sped off.

Earl looked down at the hurkle. The hurkle looked up at Earl and grinned. Sighing Earl took the leash and put it around the hurkle's neck. Leading the hurkle, Earl got into his craft. With its characteristic and rather disconcerting crackle, the fusion reactor started up, pouring torrents of heat into the envelope overhead. Switching into second gear Earl took the craft out of the garage. The hurkle was on its way to the dumping ground. The hurkle, happy as usual, smiled at Earl and stuck its head out the window.

CHAPTER 2

Jupie raced her travelling craft through the streets of the city. She was travelling towards the country, more precisely the farming country. If you had brought the fact that she was travelling into farm country to her attention she would have hotly denied it. Jupie denied she even knew where the farming country was. In this case though, Jupie truly had no idea where she was going. Trust me, she was heading towards the country, more precisely, farming country.

The odd shaped travelling craft passed quickly by the isolated farm houses. Finally the oddly shaped craft, its lights blinking ominously, hovered above the seemingly isolated farmhouse. Jupie landed at the steps of the farmhouse. She stepped out of the travelling craft and looked around. Flat empty space, plowed fields, flowering crops and the farmhouse surrounded her. She hotly denied to herself that she had travelled into the country and more precisely she had not travelled into farming country. She checked her power gauge one more time. It still pointed to empty. She screamed and looked away. She then started walking towards the farmhouse. She was going to the farmhouse to ask the people inside to convince her that she had not run out of power in the country and more precisely that she had not run out of power in farming country.

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