“Well done men. Now if you’ll excuse me I will return to my dinner.” Capt. Williams said.
With the Falcon destroyed and nothing else on the radar, the crew of USS Starscream relaxed. Having arrived back at his quaters, Capt. Williams saw that the table was cleared and his food missing. He rounded the corner to see his wife reading on the couch.
“Where’s the food?” Williams asked
“In the fridge. I didn’t know when you would be returning.”
“Well I am back now. Wanna finish?”
“I’m kinda in the mood for dessert now. Can you get that pie I like delivered?” the wife asked
“I’m the captain. I can get 10 pies delivered.” William replied
“1 will be fine dear” his wife said
Once the pie was delivered to the room, the captain and his wife enjoyed each other’s company. Williams’s pager rang, but he didn’t answer. He left once but he wasn’t leaving twice.
Back in the command post, F.L. Michaels didn’t know what to do. On the monitor was another enemy. All it said was: “You destroyed the Falcon. Now we will destroy you.”