The keys to the Figurehead were destroyed (?) and it's about to run out of gas (???).

"Crap!" Rebecca cursed, snapping a finger. "The keys to the Figurehead V were destroyed in that explosion. Shoot, and that was the only set out here! Now we're locked out... What are we going to do if it runs out of gas?!"

Haruka stared at her captain with lowered eyebrows. She'd learned enough about human jokes in her time lonely through the stars with only Rebecca for company that she'd formed a habit of waiting a second to observe Rebecca's expression before responding to a ridiculous statement. Sometimes, the captain would wiggle her eyebrows, a sign that she was hoping for a laugh to a joke Haruka couldn't understand. This... wasn't one of those times. "Captain, there are no 'keys' to the Figurehead V. It cannot 'run out of gas.' It is not a primitive automobile, but an advanced warship. Rebecca, I think we need to pause to take stock of this situation."

"No time, Haruka, the ship could run out of fuel at any second and plummet into the ocean! We need to hitchhike a ride off of this planet- Ah!"

Before Rebecca could go on any further, Haruka grabbed her thin shoulders sternly, fixing the human's bright eyes with her own mechanical glare. "Rebecca, I cannot come up with a reasonable explanation for the events which are now occurring. However, from what I have learned of humans, I find this experience closest to what is referred to as a 'dream,' as one experiences when asleep. Because I am an android, and incapable of dreaming, this must be your dream. The appropriate course of action is to wake up immediately."

Rebecca stared at her friend incredulously. Finally, she cracked a smile, then actually giggled. "Haruka, your jokes are getting better! That was aaaaahaaaah!!" The captain began wailing, her lilac-colored hair waving and large breasts bouncing from the motion as Haruka shook her vigorously and mechanically. "Stooop iiiit!!"

"... It's no use. You aren't waking up, it seems." Haruka muttered, glancing around her. "It seems we are **** to live out this ridiculous series of events, after all. It will be up to me to come up with a plan. Obviously, it would also be optimal for us to return to the Figurehead V. I just need to... return to the Figurewatch..."

The android spun in place, taking in each view of the nearly identical forest around her. There... wasn't any sign of the Figurewatch. She had no bearings to give her any sense of where she'd left it, and its cloak hid it even from her. Was it even still okay, after the explosion? The trees all were, but... there was reason to believe the explosion didn't harm organics. Or synthetics...? Everything was getting too confusing, and Haruka desperately wished she could rely on her captain's command. "It seems it will not be that easy after all. What do we suggest we do?"

"We just need to flag down a space car and get it to drive us back to headquarters on Earth." Again, Rebecca suggested this without a hint of a joking smile, although even a reasonable suggestion would be hard to take seriously when she was issuing it without clothes.

Haruka stared at her even harder. "You're... not joking?"

"Of course not. In fact, as captain, consider it an order. Flag us down a space car, Haruka."