Magical Mystery Tour

Artik sat on the grass, looking at the sky. The gentle fall breeze swished the trees, leaves and the grass back and forth. It was Artik's favourite season.

"Hello Arty!" Cyril called cheerfully from across the grassland. He was no longer wearing his normal attire but a long coat with a vest and a black scarf with large script on either end. His hat was gone as well. "We're getting more and more visitors lately." Cyril remarked as he closed the distance between himself and Artik.

Artik stood and brushed off his brown coat. He, too, was wearing a scarf. Silver and orange, floorlength mass of wool. "Visitors? You mean to Earth? Any Saiyans?"

"To Earth. I hadn't checked." Cyril took a large breathe. Licked the air. "3 Saiyans a... Well there's a fourth but there's something different about... er... her? Yes her. More powerful. And a human who recently popped up with an above average power level." Cyril scratched his head. "I think that's it."

Artik nodded slowly, "Maybe we'll meet them soon!" He sighed. "A couple of planets have finished fixing themselves after the spacequake." He took a cool breath as the breeze made his coat flutter slightly.

"Yes, I've noticed. That's actually what I was here for." Cyril's eyes sparkled. "I was thinking another tour de universe, eh?"

Artik grinned, "My thoughts exactly. Your ship or mine?"

"Yours, mines been a bit... unreliable lately. Coincidentally, do you mind if I put a trans-dimensional corridor between our ships? Just in case, you never know when that might come in handy." Cyril remembered when his ship had materialized 500 feet-ish below ground by mistake. He wanted a quick way out just in case.

Artik shrugged, "A-course." He looked down the hill, at the meadow. He smiled lightly, "where to first?"

Cyril's ship wavered into existence beside him and he entered it. A moment passed and sparks flew and there was a pop as a sonic barrier was crossed. Cyril leaped out of the ship. "Hmm... I was thinking Majin. I simply find it hard to believe it's made of candy!" Cyril patted out a small spark that was starting a fire on his scarf. "Uhm. But first I have a question."

Artik's mind whirred, considering any questionz it could be. He cleared his throat as his scarf blew black lighrly, "Yes?"

Cyril knocked on his space ship. "I can't think of what I should make the exterior. Any suggestions?"

Artik pondered this, and shot off several sughestions, "A piano, a Sputnik-shaped ship, a metal eagle, a big tree to match your pike. A bunch of omelets. Hobos. The Torah. A teepee. A Pink Floyd album. A big keyhole. A solid oak door. Jellybeans all stuck together."

"I actually like the big tree but it seems a bit... conspicuous." Cyril stroked his chin, "I was considering a door as well." Cyril turned. "The human is coming."

"A cloud?" Artik thought it went with the angelness nicely.

Sora was currently flying in the sky, doing large flips and just relaxing. You know, being a kid! He continued to fly until he saw some small dots back on the ground. It seemed like humans.. well.. there were the chances of them being aliens as well. But who cares! The boy let himself drop to the ground, doing some back flips on the way down. He landed on both feet in front of the two strangers and grinned. "What's up?!" He said loudly. The boy put his hands behind his head and waited for a response.

"A cloud!" Cyril exclaimed delightedly. "Yes! Perfect! Computer, search cloud under exterior themes." The exterior of the ship went through several changes depicting a cloud, mist, thunder heads. "Ooh stop there." There was a glowing multi-colored cloud. "Glow Cloud exterior setting." The ship intoned. "Perfect! Thanks Artik."
Cyril saw a human drop from the sky. "See? Told you."

Artik smiled, then noticed something, "It's... dropping small, dead animals." Artik responded to the boy, "Yo." The orange monkeyman grinned.

"So so.. who are you random people?" He asked with his eyebrow raised. He had never seen anyone outside of his village so this was new for him. Sora looked at the space ship and walked towards it. He put his hand on the large object and patted it. "Wow, I never seen one of these things before.." commented.

"Hello, I'm Cyril." Cyril observed the small dead animals dropping the cloud. "Stop that."  he hissed quietly to his ship. The ship stopped dropping small dead animals. "Yep, that's a top-of-the-line spaceship." Cyril turned. "Now here comes that Saiyan."

"Artik," he bowed, "King of Saiyans!" He gestured to the blue policebox, "my ship!"

“Um, Am I at the right place?” The young girl said staring at a large ship. Maybe it was. Dressed in a purple sun dressed which stopped at her knees with a hole poked into it at the back so her tail could have some room seeing that she didn’t like when it was wrapped around her waist and of course a pair of sun glasses and matching flip flops. She became accustomed to living on earth for a few weeks and it showed. Sipping on her cold drink she would walk inside the ship in awe of how big it was. “Woooow, it’s huge!” Her tail would wiggly excitingly as she look around the vessel. If only Myrad was here to share it with her.

Sora stared at the large ship, surprised at how it looked. Wow.. it made him want to get one! That would be pretty awesome, he could ask what is does later on. He was pretty sure it involved some sort of traveling though. "The names Sora!" he replied with a smile. The boy snapped his attention to the new arrival. She didn't even introduce herself.. maybe she just didn't feel like it. He stared at the tail behind her with a confused expression. "Uh, Hi." he said. He turned to face the other two near him. "Just what are you guys doing with a ship?" he questioned. Without waiting for an answer, Sora simply walked into the ship as well.

He looked around the place with sparkle in his eyes. It... was.. so... cool!

"Alright just walk in then..." Cyril said, a bit surprised at the newcomers audacity. "Well how else are we supposed to travel if we don't have a ship, Sora?" Cyril entered the ship with a shrug in Artik's direction. "Hi I'm Cyril. And you are?" Cyril asked the Saiyan.

Artik blinked, "Erm. So which one are we taking again?" He briefly wondered if the other two were hallucinating about the size of the ship, but shrugged and followed them.