Who: Cora and JP What: Alien Hunting Where: Mars, according to JP When: Late that night Warnings: JP exploding with delight. Cora shouting "For Narnia." General ridiculousness.
When JP found herself sitting in a very weird looking car in her pajamas and next to Cora, she figured she was dreaming. Dreams, according to LW, did weird things. They sucked people in. But she was a lucid dreamer, thoroughly capable of deciding she didn't want to dream about something. In this case, it was Cora, because she was fairly certain Cora hated her at the moment. Or was at least pissed. Either way, she didn't want that to be in a dream, so she tried to will it away. That did nothing.
With that option closed to her, she did the first vaguely intelligent thing that came to mind: she started banging on buttons. A few seconds later, the display read "September 7 2540 MARS." JP stared at it for a minute, and then everything went to hell. She screamed, loudly, as the entire thing she and Cora were sitting in jerked sideways, then backwards, then spun in a circle. Space whooshed by, and her ears popped. For a minute, she thought she was going to puke. Then they both landed in some huge bay. She stumbled out of what had to be a shuttle and onto the metal floor, and she did puke.
A silvery robot appeared, scooped up the vomit, polished the floor, and whizzed off. JP stared after it for a good thirty seconds before looking around.
A woman with a transparent clipboard and some kind of stylus stood in front of her and Cora. She wore a uniform, her hair pulled back in a severe bun. "You have impeccable timing," she told them. JP stared, trying to formulate words. It was impossible.
Ten minutes after that, she and Cora found themselves standing on red sand in the middle of what looked like a vast red desert, dressed in what looked like Space Journey's Stararmada uniforms. She plucked at the yellow tunic. At least it wasn't red. Then she turned to Cora. "So the crazy people on the spaceship said we're supposed to be topnotch alien hunters." She paused. Let those words sink in. Then she squealed with delight, clutching the monstrously large laser gun she'd been given to her chest. All earlier strife with Cora completely forgotten, she bounced up and down, screaming "I get to hunt aliens! I get to hunt aliens!"