Last night, I dreamt I was fighting aliens again.
Last night I dreamt I was fighting aliens again. This was the third time this week but something was different this time.
It started with me being pulled out from under my duvet until I was flying across my room and everything was a blur as I whizzed past my wardrobe and my desk and my telescope. I saw a mix of colours and shapes as I was sucked out my bedroom window.
And then I was on board Plantinium, my fighter ship sitting in the captain’s seat.
‘Captain Billy, the Wargs are closing in on us. What do you want us to do?’ The Wargs? Not these guys again. They were intent on capturing every leader on every planet so they could control the universe. Well, I was about to let that happen.
‘Cadets, load all shooters, engage all defence systems and hold on…’ I pulled the joy stick towards me and Plantinium lifted its nose in response. Flying this ship was like walking; I didn’t have to think about making it do what I wanted it to. The Warg’s ships were scattered around us, trying to flank our every defence. I knew that was a battle tactic that usually worked for them but they hadn’t gone up against me before. Tonight, they had Captain Billy Gotobed to contend with.
‘Fasten your seatbelts, cadets. We’re gonna get rid of these guys once and for all.’ And with that, I was steering the ship – my ship – left, right, forward, over, under. Lasers the colour of the sunrise shot towards us and I swerved so they flew past us into the never-ending space.
I fired my own ocean-coloured lasers back at them. One, two, three Wargs blew up and metal scattered against the midnight blue sky, adding their own shine next to the billions of stars.
‘Hah, we’ve go- ‘A hit to our starboard side sent us spiralling and I fought with the joystick to stabilise Plantinium. I had to stay focused if I was going to beat these guys.