This is the mission where we intercepted a level four "renegade sound system" distress call transmitting from the Union Costellation. We triangulated coordinates all Super-Friends-style and homed in on their location, less than a light year away. There were about one hunderd civilains in distress, but rescue was already under way and our assistance only enhanched the progress. A massive sonic disruptor array was in FULL EFFECT! Booty bodies shakin to the beat! Supre pozzee! Thinking quickly, Beezwax and Nameless removed their spacesuits. Skunk joined in. Full groove ahead! Groove factor six! Phooka was following suit when the rental STs kindly asked us to "knock it off". We complied.
From there we set course to the Allston System where Snarly had his transport adrift. He requested a jump start from the USB Catastrophe. Unfortunately an upper primary thruster leak and an UNDERSTOCKED TOOL BAG and an UNDERSTOCKED FLAT BAG prevented us from completing the second leg of the mission. FOR SHAME! Hopefully next mission Drunkle and Trehugger will read the job descriptions a bit more carefully.
In any case the planet's temperature was dropping quickly, so emergency repairs were made to the SKP BonnieAndClyde, and we returnded to base, after rendez-vousing with lost luggage accidently left adrift at one of the crash landing sights.