Trouble or what?
So there I was, with my head and shoulders stuck inside the engine compartment where the ion battery normally sits, trying to work out what connection goes where, when there was a sharp tap on my shoulder. Oh-oh, I thought, I had wondered if his initial reaction had been too good to be true. This was where the trouble was going to start I was sure.
I raised my head and shoulders sharply, banging my head on the raised cover of the engine compartment I was working on, as the man from the other Hovercar said,
“Hey, nice vehicle. What’s the problem?”
Whilst wondering whether this was simply a polite preamble to wanting recompense for the dent in his hovercar, I responded,
“Ion battery is totally flat. Won’t hold any charge. So can’t start the engine. It’s a real pain.”
“I might be able to assist,” said the man.
Before I could say another word he went back to his hovercar and reached in through one of the doors before returning to me and saying with a smile on his face,
“Here have this one. Might help.”
Just as I was about to say actually it wouldn’t help because the battery in a Cicatrice was so special that any old battery simply wouldn’t do, he was gone. Well, to be precise a very sporty looking drop top hovercar pulled up beside us and the passenger door opened. As it did I caught a glimpse of a very blonde female figure with legs I’d need a rope ladder to climb. Then in the blink of an eye, the sporty hovercar was gone with him in it. Whilst my mind marveled at both the sleek sporty car he’d gone in, as well as the sleek, sporty driver, I stared at the totally useless, new battery that he’d given me. It was twice the width of the Cicatrice’s battery so would never fit into the battery compartment, never mind connect up to the ion battery ports.
To be continued……