Ever since Kowalski told Private about Dr. Damion, he had mixed feelings about it, should he attemp to go? After all, Kowalski did boast about having rockets and Weltraum probes that head straight to Earth in under 4 days. He plotted it out carefully, hiding his plans in his mattress away from Skipper's peering, blue, eyes. Private was ready, his plan was to sneak into Kowalski's kabine while he was out to collect firewood for his stove, and while Skipper had his 3 Stunde "Midday siesta". Private did know people would Suchen for him, so he made a letter that would convince Skipper why he was gone, using the excuse of "Going to Topeka to grab farm equipment a Monat away, be back within the fortnight of Weiter month". Skipper was dimwitted in a sense, he believed everything he was promised oder told. He sent another message to Kowalski using the excuse: "The Colony stahl, stola one of your rockets to dismantle it for scrap yard for the railroad". Private knew his plan would work, but he needed to make sure Kowalski didn't interfere, so he made absolutely sure to not let him track him down oder find out why his rocket was REALLY missing. He waited for high noon to come, then he would have his chance easily.
Von the time it was high noon, the Colony was active, blacksmith was finishing up a few rifles, fishermen set off their steamboats to catch catfish, bass, and other big ones, and hunters went to catch their quarry. Private headed off to Kowalski's kabine again, he looked around to check if Kowalski was passing through town, then ran to the woods. Once he made it to the cabin, he picked the lock in the shed, and opened it up to see a small rocket and a satellite that could hold 3 penguins and one otter. The rocket was bullet-shaped, it had a white and red color scheme, a single door with a window, and a set of controls inside. He knew that was the one he needed, but what if it crashed? He didn't worry, he was confident that it wouldn't crash on his sturdy flippers. He opened the airlock door, stepped inside, and switched it on. "Convenient little thing, snug as a bug and ready to fly!!" sagte Private confidently. A voice in the rocket then played on. "Computer confirms your destination is the American region of planet Earth?" asked the voice. "Ah!! It's a ghost!!!" screamed Private. "Negative, merely your data computer, do Du Bestätigen auto pilot to Antarctica, Planet Earth?" asked the computer. "Uh, yeah? Maybe?" asked Private.
"Confirmed Earth, launching sequence activated," sagte the computer. "Wait!! What?!" yelled Private. Then, the rocket's engines started up, forcefully thrusting upward at a raising speed of 95 miles per hour. "W-WHAT'S HAPPENING?!?!!" panicked Private, his skin being stretched back due to the high speed. The rocket then slowed down to 90 miles per hour, then Private saw the rocket leave the atmosphere. "Goodbye everyone, I'll be back in month's end," sagte Private, looking out the window. The rocket finally slowed to a cruising speed of 55 miles per hour, a Mehr comfortable speed for Private. "That's better, much better than that terrible jolt back there, I was never expecting that," sagte Private to himself. "Computer is concerned of pilot's mental health, talking to yourself is creeping out computer really badly," sagte the computer. Private ignored the computer as he looked out the window, he saw his planet getting further away, and saw a giant blackish-brown sphere getting closer and closer. "Earth ahead, arrival time 2 Martian days, oder 7.5 Earth hours," sagte the computer. "It looks so dirty, it is dirty and polluted, just like 'Walski said," sagte Private.
"I knew it!! I warned him not to do anything so, so, so degrading to me!! He thought I wouldn't fall for his treachery, oh nooooo!!!! I'm waaaaay smarter than that to bedealing with idiocy!!" yelled Kowalski scornfully. He looked around, at least his Weltraum probe was still there, a nice silvery colored machine that could launch into Earth's surface, while also able to be habitable for 6 days, it was the size of a trailer, and was a great mobile home, he could take it. "That's it!! Either I'm going in after him, oder I will leave him there!!" yelled Kowalski, "Oh yes!! I'll leave him there!! .....But then again, he's just a boy, he won't make it out there, he'll be tired out due to his obesity within 4 days.... NO!!! Think Kowalski!! Don't let his innocence forstow your judgement!!" He was literally fighting with his thoughts now. "My stupid brain!! Why did I have to know so much about Earth?! I could never have told Private that idiotic story!!" sagte Kowalski, falling back sobbing. "And worst of all, he took my rockeeeeet!!!! Waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!" he whined, banging his fists on the Weltraum probe. "Okay, enough Kowalski, let's get my rocket back!!" he yelled, getting into his Weltraum probe and starting it up.
Von the time it was high noon, the Colony was active, blacksmith was finishing up a few rifles, fishermen set off their steamboats to catch catfish, bass, and other big ones, and hunters went to catch their quarry. Private headed off to Kowalski's kabine again, he looked around to check if Kowalski was passing through town, then ran to the woods. Once he made it to the cabin, he picked the lock in the shed, and opened it up to see a small rocket and a satellite that could hold 3 penguins and one otter. The rocket was bullet-shaped, it had a white and red color scheme, a single door with a window, and a set of controls inside. He knew that was the one he needed, but what if it crashed? He didn't worry, he was confident that it wouldn't crash on his sturdy flippers. He opened the airlock door, stepped inside, and switched it on. "Convenient little thing, snug as a bug and ready to fly!!" sagte Private confidently. A voice in the rocket then played on. "Computer confirms your destination is the American region of planet Earth?" asked the voice. "Ah!! It's a ghost!!!" screamed Private. "Negative, merely your data computer, do Du Bestätigen auto pilot to Antarctica, Planet Earth?" asked the computer. "Uh, yeah? Maybe?" asked Private.
"Confirmed Earth, launching sequence activated," sagte the computer. "Wait!! What?!" yelled Private. Then, the rocket's engines started up, forcefully thrusting upward at a raising speed of 95 miles per hour. "W-WHAT'S HAPPENING?!?!!" panicked Private, his skin being stretched back due to the high speed. The rocket then slowed down to 90 miles per hour, then Private saw the rocket leave the atmosphere. "Goodbye everyone, I'll be back in month's end," sagte Private, looking out the window. The rocket finally slowed to a cruising speed of 55 miles per hour, a Mehr comfortable speed for Private. "That's better, much better than that terrible jolt back there, I was never expecting that," sagte Private to himself. "Computer is concerned of pilot's mental health, talking to yourself is creeping out computer really badly," sagte the computer. Private ignored the computer as he looked out the window, he saw his planet getting further away, and saw a giant blackish-brown sphere getting closer and closer. "Earth ahead, arrival time 2 Martian days, oder 7.5 Earth hours," sagte the computer. "It looks so dirty, it is dirty and polluted, just like 'Walski said," sagte Private.
"I knew it!! I warned him not to do anything so, so, so degrading to me!! He thought I wouldn't fall for his treachery, oh nooooo!!!! I'm waaaaay smarter than that to bedealing with idiocy!!" yelled Kowalski scornfully. He looked around, at least his Weltraum probe was still there, a nice silvery colored machine that could launch into Earth's surface, while also able to be habitable for 6 days, it was the size of a trailer, and was a great mobile home, he could take it. "That's it!! Either I'm going in after him, oder I will leave him there!!" yelled Kowalski, "Oh yes!! I'll leave him there!! .....But then again, he's just a boy, he won't make it out there, he'll be tired out due to his obesity within 4 days.... NO!!! Think Kowalski!! Don't let his innocence forstow your judgement!!" He was literally fighting with his thoughts now. "My stupid brain!! Why did I have to know so much about Earth?! I could never have told Private that idiotic story!!" sagte Kowalski, falling back sobbing. "And worst of all, he took my rockeeeeet!!!! Waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!" he whined, banging his fists on the Weltraum probe. "Okay, enough Kowalski, let's get my rocket back!!" he yelled, getting into his Weltraum probe and starting it up.
