"What do you wish for?"
"That we can get rid of the orbital gate without triggering a war between dimensions."
"A wise wish. There is another falling star."
Tinker blinked at the night sky. "Is it my imagination, or is that one much larger than the first?"
"Look!" Windwolf said and pointed to a fireball. "And there too."
"For us to see anything falling, though, there must have been an explosion that kicked large parts of the orbital gate into the atmosphere. I'm surprised they didn't just bounce off."
"Bounce off what?"
"It's, um, all orbital mechanics and velocities." Tinker waved it aside. "Oh, oh, that's not good. We shouldn't be able to see the gate—if that is the gate. It's in orbit around Earth—oh shit, I think I might have yanked it into Elfhome space by accident."
"If it is broken, then it is off," Windwolf said. "Shutdown. Right?"
Tinker eyed the city lights spread out down over the hills to the rivers. "Oh, this is really not good. I–I-I think, I think Pittsburgh is permanently on Elfhome. I'll have to run some models, but I think I changed a constant by shoving too hard, or maybe it was the resonance between the two gates…."
"Without the gate in orbit, we will not be able to return Pittsburgh to Earth," Windwolf pointed out.
"Oh, this is so bad."
"I thought you wanted to stay."
"Yes, me, but the city? Without the supplies from Earth, Pittsburgh will be starving within weeks."
"Ah, yes. Not to worry, love. We will work it out."
"<evil> Eh heh heh! </evil>
Finish the gate in 21.54 days or the HEDGEHOG GETS IT!!!"