May 2

I stand in an alleyway
the Cali-way and wait
check the time on my watch display
it's four o' eight
I pace and I pace
when from out of no place
a teleport ray disintegrates
and takes me into outer space
four thirteen and it seems
that my team is in need
of a dude that can lead
this crew on S.S. Little C
I began my routine
of checking the readings
'til everythings proceeding
seemingly decently
next thing I know
the ship spins out of control
"Shields are low!!!"
Michael explodes
"Steady crew steady
Dan, check where they're heading"
"Sir, their artilleries heavy
they want the Hot n' Ready"