Anomalies and Maid Flirtations

“Well, it's a good thing Don Hanover had installed a top of the line deflector dish,” you comment as you reset the deflector dish back to its regular settings. Hera set the autopilot and got out of her chair and stood next to you, looking at the deflector dish settings and controls.

“How the fark did you do that,” Hera demanded as she tried to interpret the data. Some of the information looked familiar to her but was too unusual.

“Star Trek deflector dishes are a lot more advanced than Star Wars ones, more useful too,” you shrug. “I think the Risa brochure mentioned an engineering and piloting convention. Maybe you can pick their minds for how different things are. Though try not to mention the whole being from another universe thing, the Collectors Guild is everywhere.”

“What are cosmic strings anyways?” Sabine asked. She had an arm hanging off the back of the chair and her helmet off.

“They are a phenomenon that are, from what I remember, maybe a proton wide and potentially thousands of kilometers long and with the gravity well of a black hole,” you explained while showing off the scans of the cosmic string. “Occasionally, two dimensional beings are spit out and start accidentally dragging ships and other space things towards the string as they try to go home. So to escape the hazard, you have to vibrate the deflector field to make them think they are already home, making them let go.”

“I never heard of cosmic strings before,” Hera half whispered to herself. You briefly wonder if the education program you got them skipped over them.

“They exist in Star Wars universes too, one of many hazards keeping people using the hyper lanes,” you say, causing Hera and Sabine to stare at you with wide eyes.

“Wait what!?” You rubbed your ear as it rang from their shouts.

“Yeah, cosmic strings, temporal filaments, graviton ligaments exist all throughout your universe/galaxy. Y’all just forgot how to deal with them.” You shrug as you recall that little field trip. You didn’t even realize that your class had gotten sucked into another universe until the runabout exited warp in the middle of the Battle of Geonosis. “They’re why it’s so hard to navigate the Unknown Regions; all the ancient battles left all sorts of phenomenons and anomalies.”

“That’s so…” Hera was at a loss of words for a moment before she glared at you. “Are you lying to us?”

You waved your hands defensively in front of you. “I wouldn’t! Not about something that could affect your piloting. If we ever visit a Star Wars universe, I can show you.” Hera scoffed a bit but soon relented.

“I’ll hold you to that,” she said as she retook the pilot’s seat and took back control. You wipe your forehead before checking the status of the shields, engines, and hull. On not seeing anything, you left the cockpit after asking Hera to drop a warning beacon so other ships don’t stray too close to the hazard.

Walking back towards the common area where you had been watching movies and enjoying the bikini clad ladies of your harem, you see Kate, Katara, Kyoka, and Fubuki in maid outfits helping the Naruto girls clean up and picking up tossed about cushions, plates, food, and various decorations. Several of the gaudy paintings that Don Hanover’s ex-wife had put up were broken and definitely were going to need to be thrown out; you were sure no one would mind that. You were planning on replacing them with memories of your honeymoon anyways.

“Don’t forget to put all of the garbage in the matter reclaimator,” you reminded them.

“Why don’t we have a matter reclaimator back home?” Asked Kyoka as she bent over to pick up a tray of watermelon cubes giving you a clear view of the white thong she was wearing.

“The Sanitation Workers Union is very powerful and all the old folks in charge don’t know how they work so they don’t allow them,” you answered as you walked by and gave Kyoka’s butt a little pat. Kyoka stumbled and dropped the tray in surprise. She stood up with a flush face as she held her skirt down.

“James!” She ‘eeped’ and looked at you.

“Sorry Kyoka, your cute little butt was just wiggling,” you apologized with a little bow of your head. Kyoka looked at you as her face got a little less flush. She eventually looked away with an embarrassed expression.

“You didn’t need to stop,” she eventually muttered before she slapped her mouth and she turned a radiant red. You gave her a little smirk.

“Hmmm, you’re looking a little red Kyoka-chan,” you say to her while the maids rolled their eyes. “I think you have a little fever, I think you need to visit sickbay.”

“What?” Kyoka asked. She gave Kate and Ino a confused look as they made gestures at her. “I should maybe go back to work.”

“Nope, we’re going to sickbay, so that Dr. James can help his cute and sexy patient,” you say as you picked her up in an over the shoulder carry.

“Wha! Hey! Put me down!” Kyoka complained as you hurried over to the elevator. You gave her ass a good spank. “~aaah~!” Kyoka gasped at the sound she made.

“Sorry Kyoka! Captain and Doctor’s order, you can’t walk and after what I’m going to do, you aren’t going to,” you laugh as the elevator doors close.