Space Warriors Page #3

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I didn't know it then,

but Space Camp

was going to be one of the most

important moments of my life.

Yes.

Hey, guys.

Hey, yourself, dude.

That's my bunk.

Whoa. Sorry, "Russell."

I guess I'll just sleep

on the bottom bunk,

unless you'd rather

I slept on the floor.

- Sounds good to me.

- Girls, girls,

please. No need to cat-fight

over top bunk.

Simple solution.

I take. I'm Sergei.

This is Tao.

JIMMY:
The rocket guy.

I heard about you.

So how did you

get picked for Space Camp?

I wrote an essay.

I'm Jimmy Hawkins.

Figures.

Anyone got a Phillips head

screwdriver?

Name's Daniella.

Everyone calls me Dani.

If you call me Daniella,

then I bring the pain.

Also, I don't like

anyone touching my robot,

so if I catch you handling

my hardware, I'll bring the pain.

And last, but not least,

if you try to short-sheet me

or make me pee in my sleep--

- You'll bring the pain.

- Exactly.

How 'bout that

screwdriver, buddy?

Sorry. TSA took it when they got

my blowtorch and table saw.

Keep working

on that sense of humor.

I got a game to fix

and a tool to find, okay?

- Whoa.

- Oh, wait. Wait. Wait.

This might work.

Maybe so.

Come meet my roommate.

[machine guns firing]

Listen up, roomie.

Yeah!

James, this is Lacey

from Las Vegas.

She's the most promising

and wicked pilot known to all galaxies.

She writes poetry,

she's an okay archer,

and she doesn't have a boyfriend.

This is Jimmy.

He wrote some essay.

Later.

Um, could I borrow that?

So what do you think

of everyone on the team,

as a writer?

I don't really have an opinion yet.

So you're a boring writer.

Rusty's full of himself,

Sergei likes to poke fun,

Bao's pretty smart,

and Dani's pretty cool.

You left me out.

You're scary.

Scary?

I like that.

- Are you hungry?

- Yeah.

Food's good.

JIMMY:
Yeah, I really need

to work on my game.

As far as my team

was concerned,

the jury was still out.

All I knew for certain

was that I was not going

to miss my ride to space

and that I had at least one teammate

that I liked for sure.

Heh.

You're not loving it.

Could use tarragon.

How do you even know what that is?

I cook.

Careful, Writer.

You're edging toward

becoming interesting.

Not really. I live alone

with a single mom who works late.

So will you cook for me?

I Will,

definitely.

JIMMY:
Wow, this cooking thing

is really starting to work for me.

So don't you listen

to what they say

[ New song plays]

Y'all know what kind

of motor oil this thing takes?

Uh, ahem!

I don't think so.

No way.

This is the actual Robonaut.

I can't believe this is actually here.

[giggles]

[ Blows]

[video speaking indistinctly]

[whistling a tune]

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