Ch79 Lose One, Save Many"Holy crap, who builds these things?" Buttercup muttered more to herself than to Bubbles as they entered the room that had been pointed out to them by Dexter's directions. Here was not a simple engine room like those on sea ships or in science fiction TV shows with those big fancy glowing things. What they had walked into resembled more of a factory, or part of it, with enormous slab-like machines mounted on pylons running eight feet off the ground. Buttercup counted three of them, large greenish-grey contraptions that looked like something out of an amazingly boring mechanics exhibit, each clunking and whirring with mechanisms inside doing their business without interruption. She was honestly disappointed. She not only had expected something a lot more COOL to shoot at, but she also had no idea what she was supposed to hit.
Bubbles was gaping, "These... are engines? What kind of fuel would they use?"
"Hope it explodes, like the fuel back home."
"I don't think you'd want to be in there