FEEP FEEP FEEP FEEP
Zeebon Morgo groaned, slapping the alarm off. Five millicycles later...
FEEP FEEP FEEP FEEP
Grumbling, Zeebon turned on the lights and gravity. He glanced at the clock on the wall of his cryobed.
"Great Uuznoth!" He immediately donned his ceremonial k'morf and brushed his baleen. He palmed open the door to his mothership's bridge. There was Lieutenant Veenok, fluttering his hands and clicking his baleen nervously.
"Veenok! My alarm went off ten solar cycles early! We're not at our destination system!" Veenok nodded.
"True, Lord Zeebon. But do you remember telling me to wake you if the scanners picked up a suitable planet for colonization?" Zeebon's hearing frill perked up. Juicy promotions were the reward for discovery of a colony world.
Zeebon went to the monitor and pointed at the blue planet they were orbiting.
"So this is a new colony world?" Veenok clicked his baleen.
"tk tk! um... no. Frankly, much of the planet is completely uninhabitable. Lord Zeebon... um... do you remember also asking me to wake you if the implausidrive suffered a catastrophic failure?" Zeebon stared in slowly dawning horror. Alarm zargs began bleating. A slow groaning began to shudder through the ship as the planet's gravity took hold of the massive hull. Zeebon covered his face.
"Veenok, please buckle me into my control console. I'm afraid if I hold the belt in my hand I will use it to strangle you."