The Trio rushed outside, spurred into action by the message, as they quickly entered the ship that was resting on the grass. Even this close, it looked like just another hill in the range, as its hull had transformed to camouflage into its environment, even going so far as to simulate real blades of grass.
They had no time to admire the craftsmanship of it all, however, as the door was nearly ripped off as they charged inside and Bob rushed to the Pilots seat. However his seat was already occupied by a bored looking girl, with a badger sleeping on her head.
Nixie smiled brightly and sat up in excitement as she saw everyone running towards her, but before she could say or do anything, Bob exploded into a black cloud. The nanomachines that composed his body flowed through the air, squirming into the space between Nixie's back and the chair, as he started to take form once again.
He unceremoniously pushed her out of the chair as he reformed already sitting on it.
