by Kri Pfeifer
Daphne snickers and gives Jenny a push. “Well, at least we got you here with some two-sides experiences.”
Intimidated by that, Jenny turns up her nose jestingly. “You know, just because I am trans, I am not an expert on Simon’s aliens, honey!”
“Yeah, just trying to pull your leg,” grins Daphne and Jenny squeezes ironically her eyes in response.
Brian enters the control room with some exhausted expression. “Well, given to the fact that Simon was right about almost everything. I have just one question: Are we all going to die?”
Daphne solemnly counters. “Well, you should have queried this with yourself before signing the contract. Simon was always honest with us.”
Simon crouches down on one of the chairs, holding on tightly due to the lack of gravity. “Yes, I was. And now, given to reality, I am quite scared myself now.”
“Well, you are also the one who got traumatized by them,” Jenny points out, and she adds a sigh, “Alas, now we find out whether they kill any human who encounters them or not.”
On this point, Brian chips in. “But they have not realized yet that we are more than just an asteroid, right?”
Having said that, a sudden bump echoes through the whole ship, being followed by a clang–clang–clang done by Rose, another crewmate, who just hurries into the control room. “They seem to enter the aft!”
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The whole crew assembles in the aft, staring at the wall of the ship that shields them from exterior space.
“Is it really wise that we all gather here while they enter the ship? They could kill all of us at once!” Nood asks cautiously and Daphne soothes him with her usual bold way. “It would not make a difference. If they see one of us, all of us are doomed. So, giving them a nice welcome together is our best chance at this.”
Brian rumbles as expected, “We should have brought weapons.” But Simon shakes his head. “As advanced as they are, all weapons from earth are just signing our end of existence if we face them like that. No no no, our best chance is to be polite.”
“If you say so.” Brian gives up on this.
© Kri Pfeifer 2024-01-26