A Fireflash aircraft, flying at Mac 6 in the clouds. At the flight deck, the two Captains; Hanson and Tenders. They hold the controls and readings steady.
Captain Hanson:
One hour until London Heathrow.
Captain Tenders:
Right. Ladies and gentlemen we hope you have enjoyed our flight from New York, and will be arriving at London in one hour. Thank you.
An oncoming missile is registered as a danger warning, a large exclamation mark lights up.
Captain Hanson:
Trouble! A VGR missile! What's that doing up here?
Captain Tenders:
I knew Delta Tangers and Fireflash were cursed.
Captain Hanson:
Direct course! Taking evasive action! Hang on!
The VGR, blasting directly in front of the Fireflash.
Captain Tenders:
Too late!
The Fireflash turns! The missile hits a wing! KABOOM!
End.
(End credits)
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