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"Next Steps" - Part One

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Part One 10-year-old Finn Whizz was about to have the best day of his life. Of course, waking up that morning, it did not exactly feel that way. Finn considered himself blessed to live in a world where superheroes and Muppets, like himself, coexisted — although he sometimes lamented the passing of his parents. It happened during those five years that he was blipped out along with half of the universe by the alien tyrant, Thanos. His only solace from his less-than-comfortable living situation with his verbally abusive uncle — his only living relative — was in the comic books that he read. On his Friday after school, Finn rushed to Dinky’s Comics. He attempted to buy the new issue of Captain America , based on the actual WW2 adventures of the real-life war hero-turned-Avenger-turned-fugitive-turned-Avenger-again, Steve Rogers. That was until Mr. Dinky gave him the bad news: “Sorry, Finn. All sold out.” “What?!” Finn cried out in defeat. “No way!” “ Yes way, Whizzer !” Every time Finn he...
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"Far, Far Away..." - Part Six (Conclusion)

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Part Six The air inside the lab shifted s ubtly …d angerously. Skeeta could feel it. “They know,” he muttered. Tabitha didn’t look away from the engineers. “Of course , they do. We’ve been wingin’ this for, what—five minutes?” “Long enough.” A technician glanced at a console. Frowned. “…Sir,” he called out, “we’re detecting an energy spike from the object—” Too late. The TARDIS pulsed. Soft at first. Then brighter. Alive. Skeeta stepped forward with n o hesitation. “Everyone step back,” he said. The authority in his voice cut through the room like a blade. The engineers froze. Tabitha blinked behind her helmet. “…Okay,” she whispered, “…that was kinda impressive.” Skeeta reached his TARDIS and p laced his hand against its surface. The reaction was immediate. A low hum. Then— Light. Golden-blue energy rippled outward, washing across the room like a wave. The cables snapped loose. The scanners flickered violently. One by one , t he Empire’s machines failed. The engineers stum...
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"Far, Far Away..." - Part Five

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Part Five The Death Star never truly slept. Even in the quieter sectors, there was always a hum—machines breathing, systems thinking, the Empire watching. And now— It was hunting. Tabitha moved fast. Not running , n ot panicking. She was f ocused and p urposeful. Skeeta followed just behind her, watching—not leading this time. That alone said everything. “…You got somethin’ yet?” he asked. “Oh, I got somethin’,” she said, not breaking stride. “That usually worries me.” “It should.” They rounded a corner—Tabitha immediately duck ed back, pressing against the wall. Skeeta followed, silent. A patrol. Two Stormtroopers w alking past , b lasters ready , u naware. Tabitha leaned closer to Skeeta, whispering. “Okay. Step one.” “I’m listenin’.” “We need uniforms.” Skeeta blinked once. “… That’s your plan? Do the same thing they did in the movie?! ” “ Hey, if it worked for those two guys and the big dog-thing, it’ll work for us,” she argued. “Besides, that’s just step one of my plan.”...
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