The Grokulator's course now firmly set,
Yectara turns to our Pepito, smiles,
And pats him on the ass. "So now you'll get
A right reward for enduring these trials.
We're finally off on a trip through space
And maybe time." Pepito is confused
At this remark, but soon his handsome face
Shows more alarm than puzzlement as, bruised
By passing debris from a console, he
Grabs onto his Yectara in alarm!
The solar sails, deployed, bring up to speed
The ship, and just in time! Someone means harm
To all the Grokulator and her crew!
Or so that warning shot might tell one. True?