Shezerade Air consisted of a old B17 that had been refitted for the
long but slow haul cargo transport trade and her motley crew of
11 ,coming from all parts of the globe.
The B17 had painted on its nose the image of a bare breasted
Arabian beauty riding a fire breathing black scaled
dragon.Decades earlier the image had also included a bomb
the Arabian pinup girl was dropping on Berlin but her
current owner,Pilot Jack Russel ,had painted out the bomb lest
his customers object.
With the invention of the super aviation fuel Tenner and the Regulator
to go with it,the B17's engines were now capable of running for ten times longer then before before the fuel tanks ran dry
and the B17 and other antiques like her had found a new commercial
opportunity awaiting them.
In the case of the Shezerade Air plane they flew her on a awfully
long and boring flight from Florida,across the Atlantic to destinations
in the Middle East such as recovering Syria,where no
questions were asked about the cargo,just as long as you bribed the
right people.
This weeks flight consisted of air mail and parcel post from
America to some dusty Syrian airport and the crew of 11 were
finalizing the checks on the engines,regulators and stuff before they
took off.
Jack was in the hangar's office going over the final charts and
permissions when the young stranger walked in and introduced
himself as Tye Smith.
Tye Smith was carrying a shoebox sized package he said he needed
delivered to "over there"
"$500 with no receipt" said Jack and Tye peeled off 5 crisp $100 bills
and handed them over.
That seemed too easy so Jack asked if he could look inside the
box,just to make sure it wasn't a bomb.
The stranger shrugged and opened the box and pulled out a doll
of a bearded guy with dirty blond hair,dressed in a tiny t shirt with a
red dragon and a pair of blue jeans and lumberjack boots.
Intrigued Jack held the doll whilst Tye fished out a tiny
lumber axe."Pull on Dusty's string" said Tye
and Jack did so.
Immediately the doll began to shake like it was laughing
and it said
"Ho Ho Ho I'm Dusty the New Shapechanging Doll.Make a wish
and change me to anything you desire."
Jack really wanted to "make a wish" but could tell the stranger
was more interested in seeing Shezerade Air transport Dusty
then play with it.
And so they repackaged the doll in its box and Jack carefully
placed the package in the last Air Parcel mailbag getting rolled to
the just rolled out B17.
The stranger gave Jack another twenty for coffee tjen left quickly.
Soon the B17,the crew and Dusty were in the air,on a monotonous
dull flight from Florida to Syria.