"I like cows," beamed Keith. "Cows are cool!"

"Oh so that's why after seeking medical attention you led us to this field.... in the middle of, well, you know... NOWHERE."

Once again, Keith and Mick had gone on a little trip. This time to a paddock of cows, definitely your average street in London.

"Calm down Mick, just look at these cows." Keith cheerfully pointed at one of the cows.

Mick looked at the creature hesitantly. "Keith....you are wearing red."

"Yeah," nodded Keith. "That's bulls though."

"I wouldn't want to risk it."

"I don't think I'm going to take of my t-shirt and wave it around anyway."

"Drat," sighed Mick under his breath.

Keith was oblivious to his comment. "Hey, what's that?"

All of a sudden a giant majestic life form pranced across the sky.

Mick snorted. "A giant.... space bull? Now that's bull-

"Shoot! You're right."

"Better take off your shirt Keith."

The giant space bull drew closer, and closer.

"AHH! IT'S GOING TO GET US," squealed Mick. "QUICK LET'S HIDE UNDER A COW."

The two of them dove under a cow, it was the perfect cover. No one would ever find them, well except the cow which had already started chewing Keith's hair.

"Bummer."

"At least I didn't get hit."

BUT WHAT HE DIDN'T REALISE WAS HE TRIGGERED THE COW WHICH IN FACT SWALLOWED A BOMB.  THE COW VOMITED UP THE EXPLOSIVE DEVICE, AND IT BLEW UP IN KEITH'S FACE. STRANGELY THE BOMB DIDN'T KILL KEITH, OR MICK WHO WAS RIGHT  BESIDE HIM.

THE COWS SURVIVED, BUT ONLY DUE TO THE FACT THE BOMB WAS A CHERRY BOMB.... A MILKSHAKE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP BOMB.

A/N: Dorcas hid under a cow, blame her for this mess of a chapter. Peace, love and please forgive me for this chapter.