"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"NO."
"Are we there yet?"
"NO."
"Are we there yet?"
"Dammit Lance, I said NO! What will it take to get you to understand that it takes time to travel from one end of the universe to the other?!"
The commander and his now right hand man, Lance, were sitting in his command deck, watching the stars go by as they made the travel through light speed. Lance had not only been harrassing the commander about when they'd get there, he'd also been trying to get him to try his suprise that would be found by pressing a new button. "I'll press it when we've won. If it's a new weapon, we'll blow up the planet with it. If it's an escape pod, then, well that was kind of pointless. I guess I'll just wait and see."
"Look Commander! We're almost there. I can see the galaxy's sun!"
"Yes Lance, I'm sure it's very pretty. Now will you shut up?!"
Shrinking away, Lance made his way to the door. He planned on getting his battle armor cleaned in the armory so that when he killed the innocent civilians, he'd look like one hell of a guy doing it. Opening the door, he walked into one of the elevators in the next hall and started his decent to the armory.
Meanwhile, the commander extened his mind forward through space to see just how smart the inhabitants of this new planet were...