The 3D's and the Captains- Part 3

Okay people, here at long last, I give you, the much anticipated conclusion to the terrifically acclaimed Adventures of the 3D's and the Captains! Enjoy!

The Adventures of the 3D's and the Captains
Edition 1, Part 3

Back at NASA, Captain Gorilla Arms had finally restored the flow of power to the rocket, and was watching as it launched.
“I think I can, I think I can, I think I can,” he chanted as the rocket rose high into the air. A large monitor came suddenly to life as the rocket entered space, and Kevin could see the meteor. Half of it was hidden by the shadow of the moon, and it looked like it was moving in slow motion, but one of the big science-guys told him it wasn’t. As the rocket neared, someone started a countdown, and the whole room got excited like it was New Year’s Eve. As the countdown came to zero, all the big science-guys turned and kissed all the little science-girls in the room, and only Kevin was left to go, “Hey, wasn’t it supposed to DESTROY the meteor?” And all of the science-people looked to see the rocket planted solidly, yet doing nothing, in the rock of the meteor.
“Oh, DAMN!” swore the science guys, and returned to their important-looking desks. But just then, the other side of the meteor showed, and everyone could see that the underside of the meteorite was wired with explosives!!!
“I know who did this,” Kevin stated in his best I’m-the-superhero-who-knows-who-did-this voice.
“This is the work of the Electric Head! Look at all those wires!”
All the science-people were working frantically at their desks. Kevin turned to the nearest one.
“Can you do something about this?” He asked. The science-guy looked sheepish.
“No, we’re just trying to look busy. Uh-look at the armadillo!”
Kevin took one last look at the frozen scene of the explosives-covered meteorite, and took off to find the Fab Five. As he rose high into the air, he said over his shoulder-
“Never fear, the 3D’s and the Captains are here! Oh yeah, and it’s 'ducks'.”

Back at the crime fighting basement, Kevin tried to tell the others what was happening, but he was so excited it came out all wrong.
“Rocket-explosives-destroyed-meteor.”
“YAY!!”
“No, wait. Rocket-desrtoyed-meteor-explosives.”
“YAY!!”
“No. no. Meteor-destroyed-rocket-explosives.”
“Hun?”
“Uh- Rocket-no-destroy-meteor-with explosives! Yay, I got it!”
“So let me get this straight. The rocket did nothing to the meteor?” Hugh questioned Kevin.
“Abslou-Positi-Cert-You bet.”
“Even though it had explosives?” Hugh tried to understand.
“BECAUSE it had explosives.”
“I don’t get it.” Hugh gave up after a minute of pondering.
“I think he means, the meteor has the explosives, right Kev?” Super Diva asked.
Kevin nodded vehemently, as he drained yet another glass of V-8.
Finally deciding that they had to do something, all six (Kevin was now caught up in the news of the day), flew outside. As the self-proclaimed-leader, (despite his injured and now-badaged hand) , Hugh took off first, telling them to follow him. He flew straight up, and the others stood where they were for a few minutes until Captain-Mastermind-Who-Organizes-Everything came crashing back down to earth, gasping and coughing and wheezing.
“That happened the last time, too. Hugh, remember how we need air supplies if we want to go into space? Hun?” They asked him, and Hugh’s only response was a strained, “Look at the ducks!”
Sneaky Mark got the whole incident on film, from behind some bushes, laughing evilly.
Retrieving the crime fighting air packs from the crime fighting garage, Jeff huffed and puffed as he passed them out- those things were heavy!
The 3D’s and Captain-Mastermind-Who-Organizes-Everything and Captain Gorilla Arms all swung their packs easily onto their backs, then the Captains helped Jeff with his. Breathing bottled air (yuck!), they flew up into space and surrounded the meteorite. Hugh told Cassie telepathically to cut the wires to the explosives and disarm them, while the others were to start punching the meteorite, because Hugh had seen an episode of Superman where that had worked.
Cassie came back soon with a handful of pink wires, and Hugh moaned ‘Not again!’ telepathically as he flew back down to earth to repair the crime fighting Barbie power wheels.
‘I’ll get the wires!!’ Jeff said telepathically, thinking that it must be better than hurting your hand banging on rocks.
‘We can hear you think, Jeff.’ The others informed him, but let him go take care of it anyway-the only way he could screw it up was to cut the red wire-and no one was stupid enough to cut the red wire.
Over on the other side of the meteorite, Jeff sat with the crime fighting wire cutters, contemplating the mass of silver wires, and one red one, in front of him.
‘Well,’ he thought, (but the others couldn’t hear him telepathically, the meteor’s magnetism was in the way), ‘the right ones to cut at the power plant had been silver- but then there’s this red one that’s different from all the rest and I think I’ll cut that one.’
There was a little illegal-explosives-wires-being-cut-but-not-in-a-good-way click, and the explosives were detonated.
BOOM.
The meteor was destroyed, but our heroes were stranded on the moon cause the blast threw them too far from the earth for them to fly back (no, it didn’t kill them- they’re SUPER), and they had to wait for Hugh to come get them in the crime fighting space shuttle, which unfortunately was only bulit to seat five, and so they had to leave Jeff on the moon.
But that’s okay, because they went down to have a party, and just so that Jeff wouldn’t miss out on the fun, Hugh left him with a bottle of V-8, and promised to come get him, later.

They partied hard for several hours, then, finally tuckered out, they left for home, looking around carefully so as not to be trailed by Sneaky Mark. A day full of crime fighting and partying over, our heroes crawled tiredly into bed, with the feeling of satisfaction over a job well done, and a slight feeling of forgetting something, putting them happily to sleep. Just before she drifted off to dreamland, Bethany asked everyone telepathically, ‘What about Jeff?’ and received everyone’s tired answer, ‘Look at the ducks, Beth, just think about the ducks.’
And their dreams were filled with quacking.
The End

Okay, so it was a little strange, it was a little lame, but we love it. The 3D's and the Captains will forever be in our hearts. Hope you enjoyed it, and who knows, maybe this won't be the last you see of those fantastic heroes.
-Beth

Until next time; Be Super!
-Super Duchess.