The mission announcement had Billy's heart pounding. Already it was time to face danger again. Scrambling to get to the Obs Deck (hey, with those loud noises going off anyone would hurry) he grabbed morpher, toolbox, knife, and anything else within reach. If it turned out not to be needed for the mission, he could leave it on the deck.

He sped onto the deck when it was already half-full, setting his things down on a meat-couch while he read the dossier as though studying the most important document in the universe. A tropical ocean planet---would they be fighting at sea? Testing the Ohm's aquatic capabilities? Finally, his eyes reached the small print at the bottom.

"Shore leave? Do we really have time for this?" After all that anxiety, it was almost a letdown to learn that he'd stocked up for a...vacation.