Challenge #00764 - B033: Emergency Procedures

“When in trouble, when in doubt. Run in circles, scream and shout!” Have fun with this!

These were the most bizarre aliens she had ever seen. Their emergency klaxon was a twinkly little tune suitable for Play School or Sesame Street[1] replete with singing. The jolly lady’s voice instructed the entire crew on how to panic in the same tone of friendly warning that other PSA’s would tell children where and how to cross the road[2].

Allie just danced through the panicking Gallusians and fixed the problem. It wasn’t even that big a deal. A simple solder and the diverse alarms fell into silence.

“Oi!” Cork protested. “Why’d you have to go and do that for?”

“It was broken?” Allie suggested. At their collected, avian, blank stares she added, “It needed fixing, so I fixed it.”

“That’s for the third chorus,” said Cork, as if the visiting human in their midst was beyond dense. “We get our panicking over with, and the automated systems then tell us who needs to do what so we can do it. Then we finish with a round or three of orchestrated panicking so everyone has it out of our systems and we can move on.”

“Why not just fix the problem and then do all the de-stressing?”

Cork looked at her as if she’d grown another head. “Where’s the fun in that?”

[1] Some things will last forever. Do not argue with me on this.

[2] Look up They Might Be Giants’ song In the Middle, In the Middle to hear what I’m talking about.

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