Newish, Blueish, and Irwin, Which Doesn't Rhyme, but is Accurate, None the Less.

While I was accidentally setting off the worst genocide Earth's 20th century (or maybe last Thursday) would ever know, Lestor had gotten to work on his intended mission: the grounding of the Jupiter 2.

First thing Lestor did was get himself a new TARDIS.

I should tell you something about Lestor...

He's clever. He's resourceful. He's dedicated to his mission. And, he's a complete nutter when it comes to Time Travel Capsules.

By this point in the existence of the Killing Time Alliance, I had known Lestor for, by standard LINEAR temporal reference (the very thought of THAT makes my brain itch) roughly 4 days. During that time, Lestor had gone out, for various reasons, and gotten ahold of NINE brand new TARDISes. In all of the histories of the Whole Kind of General Mish-Mash, I will never have seen anything like it.

So, as I said, Lestor went out and got himself a new TARDIS. I'll admit, it was a sporty one. No idea the type, mind you, but is was shiny and blue with all the incumbent buttons, levers, switches and puddles required for it to be, in a very real sense, a TARDIS that would make Omega, himself, put on a frilly dress and dance about in it.

From there, Lestor went to seek out a companion to help with his rather complicated mission.

Owing to the nature of fixed points in time, if one wishes to UNDO said fixed point, it's kind of imperative to, when looking for assistants, choose one whose very EXISTENCE is not dependent on said fixed point occurring. The resultant paperwork of trying to explain why this person (or, to be politically correct, this entity) exists when for example, their entire galaxy was wiped out billions of years ago, is enough to make the most BUREAUCRATIC Time Lord High Council member vanish into oblivion in a fit of frustration and writer's cramp.

It was for this reason, the Lestor decided to search for his companion in a time PRIOR to the launch of the Jupiter 2.

He materialized in what was then called Central Park (as opposed to now, when it is still called Central Park, but the pronunciation carries with it the implication of that name being short for "Central Park: Run Before They Shoot, But Avoid the Piles of Horse Dung") in New York City (strictly speaking, the first city to go by that name, so, technically, New York City), and was immediately greeted by a Terran child of ten years, who referred to Lestor as "Magic Space Man", as though the child had never traveled in time before.

Lestor, as I've said, is clever and resourceful. He reasoned that, for his mission, it was possible that someone would be needed to enter spaces that he, Lestor, was unable to fit. So, he did what any resourceful Time Lord would do in this situation: he decided to take the child with him, since logic dictated that having a ten year old Terran child sabotage an inter-stellar space vehicle that was being propelled by atomic motors fueled by the extremely unstable deutronium, nothing could POSSIBLY go wrong.

This realization made him ask the child the most relevant question to his mission...

"Excuse me, do you know the closest place I could obtain a type 35 or better Time Travel Capsule?"

I am told the child stood silent for a few moments.

"What's your name?" Lestor finally asked the child.

"Irwin"

"Well, Irwin, we're going to save the Whole Kind....the universe, Irwin. We're going to save the universe."

"I get to go with you, Mr. Magic Space Man?'

It is only through his dedication to his mission that Lestor didn't eject Irwin into the time vortex on the precisely 4,276,541,623 times such an act occurred to him.

Together, Lestor and Irwin then traveled to 1997. Lestor's first idea, mirrored the subtlety I attempted in Austria.

He believed that if he could prevent the media from attending the launch, the launch would them be scrubbed.

This idea does have some merit to it, as, in the last few years of Earth's 20th century, the motto was "If it's not on camera, it didn't happen"

To this end, he leaked a story to the major press institutions via his TARDIS that the vessel being launched was, in fact, NOT the Jupiter 2, but the Gemini 13.

This plan, however, didn't succeed. The very next day, the press retracted the story, and continued on, as normal.

This led to Lestor's back-up plan.

Materializing his TARDIS inside the Jupiter 2, he had Irwin pull the coolant feed lines from the suspended animation beds. This, unfortunately, alerted the ship's robot to their presence, though it appeared to mistake Irwin for the youngest member of the colonist's family, though it knew Lestor was, in fact, not meant to be there, as it's alert of "DANGER, ROBIN WILSON" was heard all the way at mission central.

Lestor did not have time to dispose of the coolant hoses, which, as it turns out, was a good thing.

The Jupiter 2 launched on schedule (Terran space mission safety inspectors tended to drink a great deal of intoxicants in that, now altered time stream), but it disappeared from sensors 2 minutes before launch.

Lestor and Irwin managed to get Lestor's TARDIS in the vortex before they were caught, and, after browsing a few new TTCs, proceeded to materialize in my office, 4 feet away from the pyramid with the purple and the black bird...