I woke up on a spaceship. I don’t know how I ended up on there, but I did. I floated over to the immensely complicated controls.

“Oh dear…” I muttered as I looked down at all the gadgets and buttons.

Someone touched my shoulder. I whipped my head around, only to see the creator of Apple, Steve Jobs.

“I think it might help if you turn the ship on!” he told me as he leaned over and turned on the ship.

The whole place lit up.

“There, is that better?” Steve asked me.

I looked down at the panel again, and it still looked pretty complicated to me. I looked up at him with a worried face.
“Ah, so you don’t know how to control a ship. Well… neither do I…” Steve Jobs admitted. He blushed in embarrassment.

I wondered, how on Earth was he still alive, talking to me?! I thought that he died in 2011.

“Um, excuse me, Mr. Jobs?” I asked him politely.

“Yes?” he asked me in return.

“How are you alive, I thought you died…” I replied in a confused tone.

He turned to look at me, and he then realized what happened.

“I am not sure, must be a miracle!” Steve finally said after five minutes of thinking.

“You know what else would be a miracle?” I asked him.

“What?” he asked in return.

“If we could go back to Earth… “ I said while pointing out the window of the ship.

Steve looked out of the window, and couldn’t believe what he saw. Me and him had flew all the way to Pluto right now. He was so shocked he didn’t know what to do.

I looked around, and noticed that the bathroom was locked. So I paddled my way over there, and knocked on the door.

“HEY! I AM TRYING TO USE THE BATHROOM!!!” came a male voice from inside the bathroom.

“Um, who is in here?!” I asked.

“Bill, Bill Gates! Can I have some privacy?!?” Bill asked in return, getting a bit more annoyed.

Steve looked over as he heard Bill’s name. He floated to where I was and knocked on the door.

“Didn’t I tell you I need privacy!?” Bill asked once again.

Steve cleared his throat.

“Bill, it’s Steve…” Steve called out from behind the door. “Are you really using the toilet?” he asked.

“Well… no… but, how and why are you still alive?!” Bill asked in return.

“That’s not important, why are you in the bathroom?!” Steve asked with concern.

“I am hiding!” Bill replied.

“From what?” Steve asked

Before any of us could utter another word, a red light lit up in the middle of the panel. Steve and I looked over and noticed the thing was talking to itself, almost as if it wasn’t acknowledging our presence. We hid and listened to what thing was saying.

“I will take over that measly planet, even if it kills my creator. He thinks he is the superior one. Ha! No! For I am the superior one… I enslaved every living scientist and inventor, and revived the dead ones, now no one can stop me. Ha ha ha ha,” said a monotone, somewhat robotic voice.

The thing then shut itself off, and it turned the gravity thing on.

Luckily, I was sitting down, but Steve landed on his bottom with a thud.

“So that explains why you are alive, Steve, that thing somehow revived you…” I explained to Jobs.

“Is the coast clear, guys?” Bill asked.

I told him yes, and he unlocked the door. When he stepped outside, he looked at Steve in shock.

“Steve, i-it’s… it’s really y-you!” Bill stuttered as he tried his hardest not to bursts into tears of joy.

Steve stood up and smiled, and lifted his arms up, waiting for a hug. Bill ran up to him, and hugged him as tight as he could. This is when Bill started to cry.

“Shh. It’s ok,” Steve told him gently.

All I could think was awww.

Bill stopped hugging Steve, and pulled away from him, a bit embarrassed about his little breakdown. He wiped the tears from his face, but new ones kept appearing on his face. Steve smiled a bit, and gave Bill a noogie.

“GAH!” Bill said, annoyed.