Tom Swift and the Martian Moon Re-Placement

by Victor Appleton II

  When Bud came up and joined him in gazing into the crate they looked at each other with great smiles on their faces.

  “So, are you going to tell us what the heck is in there?” Haz’s voice called out from the video receiver at the bottom of the stairs.

  “Seconded,” came Damon’s voice.

  Tom looked down to the camera. “The unimaginable, Dad and Haz.” His voice softened so only Bud could hear him. “They left us their portable manufacturing unit, flyboy.”

  “Can we built my faster than light drive with that?” the flyer asked with a big smile.

  “It’s possible. Who knows what we can make with it, Bud?”