Hoverals

“So how are we going to get to the zoo?” V said as they looked around at the all the strange vehicles parked outside the Space Terminal.

She looked at the highways which led out of the airport before her. Instead of cars there were strange shaped vehicles which looked like floating egg bubbles but were hovering around far above the ground.

“What are those?” V questioned, fascinated.

“Those are ‘Hoverovals’.” Benny answered proudly,

“What?” V furrowed her eyebrows.

“Get it, ‘hover’ and ‘ovals'. Hoverovals,” Dawson chuckled.

“OVERALLS! OVERALLS! OVERALLS! So many dirty OVERALLS,” Xeebo wrongly parroted Dawson shamelessly.

A few people shot disapproving glances at the group.

V ducked her head in humiliation.

“Quiet, you stinking biscuit tin. You’re embarrassing us,” V hissed threatening.

Benny pointed to one of the most badly maintained Hoveroval with some scratches and a grey unwashed exterior.

“I’m driving a Hoveroval,” Benny said smugly.