The body tanks had to be replenished and the ship had to be serviced—and the crew was having a Lotus dream in its bed of protoplasm. But Kelly knew how to arouse them....
Has Anybody
Here Seen
Kelly?
By Kenneth O'Hara
Illustrated by Paul Orban
The Crew pulsed with contentment, and its communal singing brought a pleasant kind of glow that throbbed gently in the control room.
"'Has anybody here seen Kelly ... K-E-double-L-Y?'"
"Shut up and dig my thought!" Kelly's stubborn will insisted. "I'm going on out for a while!"
The delicate loom of the Crew's light pattern increased its frequency a little and the song stopped. "Better not," the Crew said.
"But why not?"