Yellowfang and Wikipedia are hurled out of the time machine and onto a barrage of barrels. Moaning with pain, the gray-furred she-cat stumbles to her paws as Wikipedia floats above her.

Yellowfang: Ugh, where are we? *glances around in the dark room. The ground seems to sway beneath her paws.*

Wikipedia: On the Santa Maria, a ship captained by Columbus. *nearly slams into the wall of the ship as it sways in the water.*

Yellowfang: You mean the "Columbus sailed the ocean blue in 1492" guy?

Wikipedia: Yes. Christopher Columbus, who somehow is one of the two people to have a holiday named JUST for him. The other is Martin Luther King, by the way. *settles on the top of a barrel.*

Yellowfang freezes as footsteps are heard overhead. Twoleg murmuring also is audible in the ship's underbelly. The sounds fade away, and the she-cats relax.

Yellowfang: So, uh, where are we right now? I—

Wikipedia: *sighs tiredly.* I already explained this...

Yellowfang: No, I mean where in the ocean are we? *rolls her eyes.* Don't interrupt me... let me fini—

Wikipedia: We're currently in the center of the Atlantic Ocean, heading toward Spain.

Yellowfang: So we're not even going to 'Murica? Great! I was looking forward to seeing the whole landing thing in whatever.

Wikipedia: No, this is the return trip. But I have something interesting that might distract y—

Yellowfang falls to the ground, clutching her paw. A moan of pain escapes her mouth, and her foot looks noticeably swollen. Wikipedia, concerned, descends from the barrels and perches next to her friend.

Wikipedia: Oh, how fun! You appear to be feeling Admiral Columbus's pain.

Yellowfang: *between pants.* Yeah... I... would... like... if... you... could... give.. me... some... help... *eyes flutter closed.*

Wikipedia stands in the silence for a few heartbeats before bursting into cheers.

Wikipedia: Wooooo! *throws paws into the air.* I'm free of her! I'm free to go study these historical events instead of shepherding this lump of fur! *starts floating toward the ceiling.*

Yellowfang: *opens her eyes and struggles to stand, leaning against the barrel.* Offensive. *mutters under her breath.*

Wikipedia: *pauses and turns around, facing the she-cat.* Oops?

Yellowfang: Well, can you help me out here? *pants slightly.*

Wikipedia: Didn't you learn to ignore the pain or something?

Yellowfang: *narrows her eyes* I'm a little rusty, okay?

Wikipedia: *sighs* Whatever. Luckily, I have a Web M.D., so I can treat you. *starts rustling through the barrels and creaks one open.*

Wikipedia tosses a pill to Yellowfang, who swallows it, her nose wrinkling.

Yellowfang: Thanks. *sighs* Now can we go up and look at the *cough* boring *cough* ocean?

Wikipedia: Quit whining. And yes.

As Yellowfang starts to scale the ladder, Wikipedia floats up next to her. Wikipedia pulls open the trapdoor, and instead of showing the blue sky or more wood, it's a black void. They are sucked into it, and silence resumes in ship's underbelly.

Radically recorded by Rio ⛈⛈