Strap on your bells because things are about to get bloody! This is the second piece by the Kraftwerks Division for our upcoming novella, Neverland Wars. Tinker Bell will no longer be silent!

Strap on your bells because things are about to get bloody! This is the second piece by the Kraftwerks Division for our upcoming novella, Neverland Wars. Tinker Bell will no longer be silent!
Just a little deuce coupe with a flathead mill, but she’ll walk a Thunderbird like she’s standing still. She’s ported and relieved and she’s stroked and bored, she’ll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored!
I’ve got no strings to hold me down, to make me fret or make me frown. I had strings, but now I’m free! There are no strings on me!
“You love that phone more than you love me!” she said.
He looked squarely at her and said coolly, “Yes, I do. It does more for me than you ever could.”
A short time later, he watched as her ship dwindled from sight and looked at his phone, “No goddamn signal,” he said and sighed.
“It’s not you, it’s me,” she said. “I just need to be alone for a while.”
I said understood and left her on an asteroid.
“It really is you, you prick!” I heard her scream as my ship passed beyond the range of her suit’s radio.
“I need some time for me,” he said so I respected his wishes. I threw him out of the airlock and told him to take all the time he needed.
We needed to spend more time together if we were going to make it work, that’s what we agreed on. I crashed our ship on an airless bit of rock in the outer asteroid belt and now we have all the time in the world. At least until our air runs out.