Aldrin: Can't you just be quiet and stay on your side of the cabin? I'm trying to redo some calculations for landing.
Armstrong: I'm sorry. I'm the type that has to think out loud.....
Armstrong: "That's one smallish step" ...hmmm....
Armstrong: "That's one boot down on the surface...now the second boot...."
Armstrong: I don't know... maybe just shout my feelings as they come like.. "Here I go! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee! " Then jump out the hatch down to the surface, spring up and maybe dance a bit. What do you think?
Aldrin: (no response)
Armstrong: This is hard.
Aldrin: Just stick with the one you had...Don't change now.
Armstrong: I think I can do better. Maybe I want some of the recognition too. How's this, "Let it be known to the whole world that I am Neil the Conqueror of the Last Frontier....the Moon!"
Aldrin: I cannot think. Can't you give me two seconds to work these out??
Armstrong: BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Aldrin: If you do that one more time.....I'm fed up with that! This is the last warning!
Armstrong: (Oblivious to Aldrin's irritation with him ) Oh man. I'm nervous Buzz. I don't want to eat that food paste tonight. Stomach couldn't handle it. I don't want anything coming back up right when I say my spiel..
Aldrin: Fine.
Armstrong: I talked to Collins while you were sleeping a bit ago.
Aldrin: And?
Armstrong: He's a riot. He's snuck all kinds of real food up there. Twinkies, hard cooked eggs, sardines, beer nuts...
Aldrin: Yes he told me.....up here on a serious mission with two.....
Mission Control: This is Mission Control. Come in please.
Aldrin: Yes Houston.. This is Aldrin. Over.
Mission Control: Aldrin! Good! Just a friendly reminder that you are coming on T minus 1 hour to beginning decent.
Aldrin: Quite aware of that Houston! And looking forward to it.
Armstrong: Hey Houston, Armstrong here, I'm ready to take that flying leap for the world! Woo!
Mission Control: Neil, remember, at this point you must be careful how you handle yourself in the space suit. We don't want any tearing. Its not indestructible.
Armstrong: This is space age fabric Houston...it'll be fine. May climb down a few craters while I'm at it. See if I can bounce out of them. Gravity is different on the surface of the moon you know.
Mission Control: (pause) We're counting on you Buzz. You know what we "mean".
Aldrin: Roger Houston. Over.
Armstrong: BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Aldrin: Oh that's it!!! (sounds of scuffling)
Armstrong: Give...give...ok....ok...wow you're tense. What do you say I get my suit on?
Aldrin: Fine
Armstrong: (Sings as he changes) Moooon River! Wider than a mile..I'm crossing you in style....someday...
Aldrin: *sigh*
Several hours pass. The Eagle has landed!
Armstrong: This is it Buzzyboy. Wish me luck!
Aldrin: (rolls his eyes)
Armstrong: (opens the hatch and begins decent) That's one small (microphone clicks off) boot I have on and one large one. How'd that happen? I must have grabbed one of Buzz's boots...
Aldrin: (clicking mic on) ...step for man, one giant leap for mankind.
Armstrong: Hey hangon! I'm on the
Moon. Whee doggie lookee at me!
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Please note: Content of this story is fictional and meant only as a light-hearted look at what could have transpired had the entire episode enterred a completely different dimension...that being the one within my silly mind. -Suz :)
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