"Have no fear," said James T. Blaze in his duct taped Captain's chair. "We can engage the Warped Drive and be on the other side of the Universe in a few minutes!"
However, Spock-josh was apprehensive about taking any unnecessary risks.
"But Captain, without a properly calibrated End Stop Mechanism, there is a ninety-three percent likelihood of punctuating the fabric of Space and Time and creating a wormhole."
Rear Admiral DUG was very excited by the prospect!
"Sir, it's not that kind of a wormhole," Warfyroo whispered in his ear.
Dispirited, DUG sank back into his chair.
"No buts, no guts, no coconuts nor glory!" Blaze declared and hit the BIG GREEN BUTTON.
Being color blind, he pushed the BIG BLUE BUTTON instead and emptied the trash compactor. A few moments later, T'PoetsRevenge returned from her spacewalk covered in upside down pineapples and fostered banana peels.
Nurse Daisy Chapel giggled.
Commander Deannavati - aware that Poetry waits for no man, woman, or worm - pushed the actual BIG GREEN BUTTON and the USS Stanza lunged into Typer Space.
"Goddammit!" hollered Poppykat through her communicator. "I'm still on Rhymulus! Is anyone going to beam us the fuck up?!"
Just then Redshirted chezz
disappeared down the throat of a giant Venus flytrap on the other side of the sign that warned DO NOT FEED THE PLANTLIFE.
"Uhh ... make that just me," she said.
And it was AFTER doing a u-turn in the parking lot of the Typer Space Bar, returning to fly over Rhymulus, abd beaming aboard Poppykat - then Then THEN! the Poet Wardens were FINALLY on their way to recovering the twice stolen Muses and once stolen Webmistress.