An Alien Walks Amongst Us - Chapter Two

Chapter Two – My Name Is…


	Poke.

	Poke.

	Poke.

	“Hnhrurhg… hhnn…”

	Poke-poke-poke-poke-poke-poke-poke-poke-poke…

	“Hnn… quit iiiit, nnnyaaaa!”

	You kick your hooves at the horrible annoyance.  Go away poking thing, shoo!

	…Poke.

	Why won’t it stop!

	“Whaa!”

	Thump!

	And now you’ve fallen off the couch.  You look up, blinking at the figure standing above you.  Hey… it’s Bon Bon!  And she doesn’t look happy.  She gives you a very grumpy frown.  Wait, it sort of looks like a smile since you’re looking at her upside down.  You like the happy Bon Bon over the grumpy Bon Bon.

	…You should probably answer her.

	“Um, hey, Bonnie… You have a nice nap?”

	“Why is everything down here trashed?”

	You raise an eyebrow in confusion.  She waves a hoof around the room.  Looking around, you see your belongings scattered about.

	“Oh, that.”

	You give a small chuckle, looking at your mess.  Guess you should’ve cleaned up before going to sleep.

	“Sorry ‘bout the mess, Bonnie,” you say, jumping up to your hooves.  “But listen, I’ve got something to show you!”

	“I don’t have time for this, Lyra.  I have to open up my stand in one hour.  I expect this place to be clean by the time I get back.”

	Wait a darn minute… Bonnie doesn’t open her stand until ten!  Great, you only slept a measly four hours.  Bon Bon walks over to the door in an angry fashion.  You scramble up to your hooves in a hurry, following her.

	“Wait Bon Bon, I wanted to tell you about last night!  I found the crash site in the forest!”

	Bon Bon stops at the door, turning to look at you.  “Is the unicorn alright?”

	“What?  Oh, THAT!  I didn’t find a unicorn.” You run up to her face, a smile stretched across your face.  “It was a real… life… alien!”

	Bon Bon stares at you, unable to reply from what you said.  She must be in total awe at your awesome discovery!  …No, wait; she’s giving you that, ‘Stop being silly, I don’t have time for this’ look.

	“Oh?  And what did the alien do when you found it?” she asks in a monotonous manner.  “Is it planning on taking our stallions and ruling over us?”

	“Heh, I have nooo idea what it can say.  But it was unconscious in the forest, so I brought it here!  It’s asleep in my room, so that’s why all my stuff is out here.”

	NOW you see a reaction from Bonnie.  Her ears flatten on her face with her teeth clenched together as she looks towards your room.

	“Its… in your room… right now?” she asks in a cracked voice.  You nod your head.  Bon Bon slowly begins walking backwards away from you.  “I see.  Well then, I suppose I’ll… come back later today with something to better handle your alien,” Bonnie says with a very forced smile.  “Like last time.”

	Before you can ask what she means by that, Bon Bon runs off.

	“Like last time?”

	Now what did she mean by that?

	…

	“Ooh!  Right…”

	Bon Bon probably thought you brought back another creature from the forest, mistaking it for an alien.  That’s probably why she acted like that.  Well, you just have to convince her when she gets back that you really have an alien in your room.  But for now, it’s a good time to start your work on it!  Closing the door, you turn around… and see the horrid mess you made last night.  You let out a groan, looking at the place.

	“Guess I should… clean this up, I suppose.”

	…

	Well that didn’t take long to do.  You just had to shove everything into a corner.  That fixed up the place right away!  With that done, you plop down onto your couch.  Better figure out what you need to do with the alien first.  Just what are your priorities?  Obviously, the first was to see if it’s an immediate danger to ponies.  That’s what the princess wants you to do first.  It shouldn’t be too difficult.

	Those dreams of yours didn’t provide much information on humans.  For all you know, they’d attack anything they thought was dangerous.  Be optimistic Lyra, surely the thing wouldn’t attack you straight off the bat.  It didn’t attack you in the forest, right?  There’s nothing in your room to aid in its attack… but what if it got creative.  Why, what if it tried to tickle you to death with its soft claws!  That would be a horrible way to die!

	An old memory surfaces from magic kindergarten.  You were minding your own business, drawing a cute little being called a Doramon you dreamt of the night before.  That’s when… it happened.  Loud, screaming laughter was overheard from the other side of the room.  It sounded like somepony needed help!  You ran over there as quickly as you could… but it was too late.

	They had to take your schoolmate away from the disruption.  You overheard he ‘busted a gut’ from the attack.  They never did find who started the attack.  Ever since, you’ve had this fear of being over-tickled; you don’t want to rupture anything in your tummy.  You’ll have to watch out for the human if he tries such a thing.

	You’d just have to show it you’re a friendly, sapient being!  That’ll prove you aren’t an immediate danger to it.  That seems like a good starting point.  You can work on things like anatomy and intelligence testing later on.

	So your first few days will be spent convincing it that you are a pony worth befriending!  Giving it food will go a long way there.  Everything loves food, and surely something you bring it will satisfy its hunger.  You quickly run off into the kitchen and get out a big platter.

	“What would an alien, a human one at that, eat?  Hmm…”

	Let’s try adding things you eat!  Surely something would appease it, and you can fix future meals after finding its initial reaction to each food item.  Let’s see here…

	Throw on some hay…  Some different varieties of flowers… Ooh, sunflower seeds are really yummy!  Don’t forget to add in some apple slices.  Oh, what if the human ate meat?  Protein would be a must then, better cook up some eggs!  Aaand, there!

It’s all arranged into a smiling pony; that sure seems friendly to you!  But, there’s something missing…  Oh, hot cocoa!  It’s getting cold and fall just started.  Bet it would appreciate something nice and warm.  You stuff that sucker with some sprinkles and marshmallows.  You even make sure to use the small marshmallows; those are always the best ones.

	Good, now you’re ready to feed it your totally awesome and friendly looking tray of food.  You levitate your food, along with some other supplies you’ll need, up the stairs.  Don’t forget the scrolls!  You need to gather information on how it reacts to your food.  The princess is counting on you for a thoroughly detailed job.  But you better not show the creature you can use magic.  That might startle it away from you.

	Standing in front of your door, you move the chair to the side.  Okay, you have to be nice and friendly looking here, Lyra.  Otherwise, it might not be friendly to you.  Would it be friends with a pony?  Oh you were hoping so!

	Uh-oh, you’re breathing hard again; time for some Bon Bon breathing exercises.  You have to calm down, a first impression is very important here.  Don’t you mess this up!  Remember, talk in a calm, nice manner.  And do not look like you’re going to attack it.  Okay Lyra, ready to go!

	…After some more breathing to calm you down.

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	You woke up only a minute ago, refreshed but sore.  Oh man, you fucking feel stiff.  Some water would be nice right now.  You better get up and drink something.  Sitting up, you rub the sleep from your eyes.  That was some weird dream you had.  You remember something about a forest, along with a green looking creature.

	Looking around, you notice you’re not in your cabin on the ship.  Why is that?  Oh, wait.  You remember the damn missile.  You need to stop forgetting that.  That would explain why you’re so sore; you fucking hit the ocean, hard.  And why are you still in your clothes?  Shouldn’t you be in a hospital gown? Wait, this doesn’t look like a hospital room.

	Taking another look around, you note there isn’t much to look at.  A strangely boarded up window, a large mirror, two doors, and the bed you’re on.  The bed seems pretty small for you… and a bit frilly.

	Well, wherever you are, it was obviously not a hospital.  Someone must’ve taken you in then.  You stretch, cracking the joints in your body, before getting up from the bed.  Going over to one of the doors, you give it a jiggle on the knob; locked.  Whoever’s holding you here must not want you to leave.

	Walking to the other door reveals a bathroom.  There’s not much inside: there’s a sink, a mirror, and some toilet paper with little smiley faces on it.  Strange, they sort of look like horses smiling.  And why does the sink look so small?

	…

	Holy hell, what was wrong with that toilet!  The seat’s placed right into the ground.  How are you supposed to sit on that and use it?  Strange, even the tub is off.  It’s enormous, as if it’s made to seat two people in it.

	Looking around once more, you notice the ceiling feels close to your head.  Leaving the bathroom, you sit back down on the bed.  Where the fuck are you?!  How long have you been out?  This whole thing feels like a horrible piece of writing done up by an equally horrible writer.

	You can hear sounds on the opposite side of the locked door.  That must be your watchers.  Better thank them for keeping you here, and ask why the hell you aren’t at a hospital.  The door opens up… revealing something you don’t expect.

	It’s that unicorn from the dream you had.  Why is it here?  You aren’t still dreaming are you?  The unicorn slowly walks in and stops.  Weren’t you supposed to have dreamt that up?  Wait a second...  tiny bed, low ceiling, weird ass toilet… this must be the unicorn’s house.

	You’re being watched, by the unicorn, in its house…

	Okay, just take a moment and think.  Either one, you’re still dreaming.  Two, you’re hallucinating.  Or three… you’re dead, and this is the afterlife.  What kind of afterlife is this?!  This feels too damn real to be a dream, and too damn detailed for a hallucination… Just play it out for now and see where this goes.

	“~+Are you okay, Mr. Alien?+~”

	You jump, hearing the unicorn chirrup something out.  You didn’t expect that.  That definitely sounds like she tried speaking to you.  You wish you can understand the unicorn.  Looking at the green being, she gives you a worried look.  God, why can you tell it looks like that?  Aren’t unicorns supposed to look like horses, but with horns?  Goddamn it, unicorns are supposed to look regal and mystical.  She looks like a balled up pile of adorableness splashed with a fresh coat of cute!

	You see the unicorn backing away from you.  Shit, you didn’t mean to scare it away.    Wait, you remember some of the mytho’s on unicorns.  It probably thinks you’re going to cut off its horn now!  No wait, why keep you in here if that’s even a possibility?  You’re so fucking confused.

	The unicorn returns, standing at the door with a small cart.  You see on top is a tray of… animal feed in the shape of a smiling pony.  That’s creepy.

	“~+I brought something to eat, Mr. Alien!+~” the green unicorn chirped at you.

	Better not do anything to make the unicorn angry, she might decide to gore you.  She walks into the room on her hind legs, pushing the little tray over with a smile.  You’re surprised at how well she’s handling herself, standing like that.

	“~+I hope you enjoy it!+~”

	And of course, a cute sounding voice to accompany it.  Maybe those stories aren’t all that accurate.  All of a sudden, something goes wrong.  Her bottom hooves seemed to have tripped from her awkward walking, forcing her to stumble forward.  That sends the tray straight at you.  Nothing on the tray spilled, but the cup of brown, boiling hot liquid is now covered across your lap.

	“SHIIIIT!” you cry out in pain.

	That surely fucking feels real to you!  The unicorn is lying on the ground from her fall.  You don’t pay much attention to that right now.  Pain, pain, paaaain!    Jumping up, you run over to the bathroom and slam the door shut.  Holy fucking hell this burns!  Taking off your pants and boxers, you start throwing on some water to cool your crotch region.  Yeah, not working, so you jump into the bathtub and blast the faucet on you; muuuuuch better.

	It takes a few moments to cool down.  Getting out, you notice you’ve made a good mess.  Hopefully the unicorn doesn’t mind that.  You do your best to clean your pants and boxers.  Interesting, there’s a sweet smell coming off it.  Sniffing it reminds you of chocolate, and stupidly licking it tells you it is chocolate.

	This… is this hot chocolate?  Thinking back on the cart, it looked like animal feed to you.  Is she trying to feed you?  You chuckle at the thought.  Well, better go back out there.  If the unicorn really is your caretaker, you’ll need to stay friendly with her.  At least, until this dream goes away.  Donning your clothing once more, you crack the door open.  Looking around, you notice two things.  One, the mess that should’ve been there, well, isn’t.  And two, the unicorn is sitting at the foot of the bed with her back turned to you, talking to herself.

	“~+Stupid, stupid, stupid!  Now how are you going to do your job, and the reports, and be friends with it, and-+~”

	She hiccups, wiping what you presume is her eyes.  Wait, how in the hell is the unicorn sitting like that?  You shake your head, now’s not the time to be thinking about that.  You can do that later.  You slowly walk back out, hoping nothing major will happen from you previous outburst.

	“Um, unicorn?”

	Hearing you speak, she turns her head at you, still trying to wipe her eyes.

	“I know you can’t understand me but I’m not, well, angry or nothing.”

	Yeah, she can’t understand you from the looks of things.  Still, maybe the tone of how you’re speaking will show you’re not angry?  It seems to work, watching her jump down on her legs.  You make your way back to the bed, sitting back down where you were before.  The unicorn performs some breathing exercises, before lightly pushing the tray in your direction.

	She seems a bit shaken up.  Well, you’re just gonna have to do your best not to make this worse for her.  Looking down, you see the usual stuff you’d expect farmers to feed their animals.  Yeah, this is supposed to be food for you.  Well, it’s the thought that counts, right?  The green mythological creature continues staring at you, now with a scroll and quill out opposite of you.  Where the hell did those come from?  Is she going to write something?

She seems to be waiting on you to eat.  Picking up the hay, you examine it.  It doesn’t look edible.  But what do you know?  This might not be a dream and that might be a unicorn.  In that sense, this might be edible.  Taking a bite, you chew it a few times over.  You immediately regret your decision, spitting it out on the tray, trying to wipe your tongue of the taste.  Yep, still can’t eat this.

	You see her horn slowly glow bright, before vanishing all together.  That’s interesting.  The small unicorn chuckles before picking up the quill with both of her marshmallow looking hooves.  Dipping it in ink, she writes something down in a language you can’t understand.

	She then stops and looks up at you.  The green equine must be waiting on you to try something else.  So, you continue on each food item she pushes towards you.  You skip the flowers all together, pushing them aside while emphasizing your dislike.  The sunflower seeds aren’t bad.  Apple slices and eggs are definitely good.  You show how much you like them, hoping she’ll get that.

	You wish there was a fork for the egg.  You doubt the unicorn will bring something that might be dangerous for you to handle.  Wait, why would they even have utensils?  And why is this even on a plate, or a cart?  Once again, stop thinking on these weird things and just go with it.

	When you finish your apple slices, she gives you a smile before putting her items away.  The unicorn then exits the room, pulling the tray backwards towards the door before closing it.  A click could be heard on the other side of the door.  She just locked you in here again, didn’t she?  Understandable; she probably doesn’t trust you right now.  Maybe you can convince her otherwise?  That’s if this isn’t all a dream or a hallucination, of course.

	You lie back on the bed, putting your arms behind your head, and staring up at the ceiling in thought.  So… let’s just say you aren’t home and you’re, in fact, dead.  What do you do about that?  Will you be living with this unicorn for the rest of your life?  Will she get tired of you eventually and throw you out into that forest again?

	Man, you have so many questions, and no fucking person to answer them.  Is this purgatory, or some weird afterlife?  And why exactly is there a unicorn here?  If you really are dead, then the group’s going to be sad to hear about your death, especially your mom.  Surely the group can handle things without you.  They have money now and can hire someone with just as much experience as you, if not more.

	You’re not sure when, but you must’ve drifted off.  You probably slept a few hours, with how much darker it is in the room.  The shuffling outside the door’s what woke you up.  With a click, the door opens.  And there’s the green unicorn once more.

	You sit up, staring at the unicorn.  She gives you a big smile before taking a seat from outside the door.  Wonder why she came back.  A few seconds go by with her staring at you. Slowly, she raises a hoof at herself and pats her chest a few times over.

	“~+Lyra!+~”

	Maybe she’s trying to greet you?  She repeats her actions a few times, saying that same single word over and over.  You continue staring at her.  What does she want?  Her face pouts in annoyance, her green ears twitching about as she brought up a hoof to her chin in thought.  As if she struck a good idea, she points at you now and says nothing, then back to her before saying that word again.  She then repeats her actions a few times.

	Wait, maybe she’s introducing herself?  Having a name would be nice, instead of referring to her as ‘that unicorn’.  Pointing to her, you slowly make the same sounds she did.  It’ll take some time remembering how to say it properly.   You repeat this a few times until you feel pretty close to it.

	“Lee,ra.  Ly,ra.  …Lyra.”

	The unicorn, now named ‘Lyra’, lets off a giggle, clapping her hooves together.  She gives you a big smile before pointing her hoof at you.  She must want your name now.  You point a finger at yourself, making sure to speak slowly.

	“Anonymous.”

	God you fucking hate your name.  Why did your parents name you that?  Lyra’s ears twitch as you watch her jaw moving about, as if trying to speak to herself.  You repeat your name a few times to help.

	“A-nun-imuss.”

	Eh, close enough.

	You nod your head at her with a small smile.  She grins widely, happy to have gotten your name.  The unicorn, Lyra, exits the room quickly.  She immediately returns with a tray full of apples and eggs.  Thank god she understood your dislike of the other stuff.

	There’s a lot more than before; it was piled on the plate.  Does she expect you to eat all this?  As before, Lyra sits opposite of you with another scroll, watching.  It’s a bit creepy, but it’s not like you can actually argue.  Besides, she’s giving you free food. ‘s a pain trying to eat these eggs without something to grab them with.  It sure would be nice to eat with some utensils instead of eating with your hands.

	You finish what can, but there’s still so much left.  She nudges at you, probably a gesture to keep eating, but you’re stuffed.  As soon as she realizes you’re done, Lyra waves goodbye and exits once more with the tray.

	You go back to the bed to lie down with a nice full stomach.  You feel much better now.  You didn’t realize you were so hungry.  You're feeling tired again.  You think back on the little green unicorn you’ve only just met.  Are unicorns common, or is it one of only a few?  Why did its horn glow earlier today?  Just why is it being so friendly to you?  Maybe if you sleep on it, this will make more sense tomorrow.  Or you’ll wake up and realize this is all a dream.  Only time will tell, but for now, you sleep.

	X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X ~Lyra’s POV ~X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X

	Everything’s going fairly well, you think.  The morning meal could’ve gone better.  You sure did feel stupid giving it that cocoa.  In a good twist of luck, the human didn’t turn on you after burning it.  Thank goodness for that!  You better not write that you were crying in the report.  The second meal is an improvement from the first.  And now you know how much the creature can ingest on a regular basis.  You just need to feed it a smaller amount; it left a good amount of eggs on the dish.

	You even got to introduce yourself!  You feel fuzzy and happy to know the alien knows your name.  Though, what kind of name is ‘Anunimuss’ anyways?  The sound of a door being slammed open can be heard.  Bon Bon must be back!  You have so much to tell her!  Floating the tray down the stairs, you spot her near the door… with a large golf club and a net .

	“Okay, where’s the monster?!” Bon Bon shouts as she looks around frantically, as if something will pop out at any moment.

	“Bonnie, what are you doing?”

	“I can ask you the same thing, Lyra!  Bringing another creature here from the forest, are you mad?!”

	You chuckle at her, moving the leftover food from Anunimuss near the couch.  You’re not going to let food go to waste.

	“Bon Bon, there’s no monster here.  It’s really an alien!  I even got a reply from the princess on it!”

	“Oh sure, right.  Just like the time you thought that costumed pony last Nightmare Night was from the ‘nether’, and you kidnapped her for a week!”

	“A small mistake!”

	“Or the time you brought back that naga and all its friends came to the village looking for it!”

	“Oh yeah!  That was really funny when they started hollering at Mayor Mare, heh...”

	"Look Lyra, I get you want this to be a real alien.  But I’ve got to get whatever you dragged back out before something else happens!”

	Bon Bon immediately walks past you, heading up the stairs.  You roll your eyes before flashing your horn, levitating her back down.  She screams at you to let her down.

	“Look Bonnie, I know I messed up in the past, but this is the real deal!  And if you had been listening before, I even got the princess’s signature, confirming everything!”

	“How in the HAY did you get them to listen to you?!” she yells, squirming about in the air.

	“I took pictures of it with some info and sent it in!  Here, just look.”

	Levitating the reply scroll and pictures over, you see she frantically begin reading it over.  Her face does an immediate turnabout from anger to disbelief.

	“W-wait, so the thing up there, that’s not a monster b-but an actual alien?!”

	“Yep!” you answer, nodding your head.

	“A real one, not fake… but real?”

	“Ah-huh!”

	“And the princess herself is allowing you to watch over it… ”

	“Eeeeyup!”

	Bon Bon stares at you for a good minute, most likely not sure how to take this.  It's probably fine now to put her down.  Bonnie immediately walks over to the couch and plops on it.  You follow suit and sit with her.

	“So… there’s really an alien in your room right now?” she asks, looking at you.

	“Yeah, there really is!”

	“I just can’t believe it!” she says shaking her head. “You finally got your wish and all… So is it dangerous, or-”

	“Nah, the human was very passive to me.”

	“It’s a human?!” she squeaks out with eyes wide.

	Oh right, you told Bon Bon about your dreams, and humans popped up a few times.  She’s probably remembering how much you told her about them.  Or she’s just surprised something from your dreams actually turned out to be real.

	“Heh, yeah it is.  Neat, huh?!  But I can’t have the princess know about my dreams, so I have to start from scratch and get it to reveal itself.”

	“So why not just ask it questions to get them?”

	You shake your head at that.  “The human can’t understand us, alien language and all.”

	“Oh.”

	“Still, I’ve got the princess’s permission to study it and provide detailed reports on it!  Right now, I’m getting basic data and trying to teach it our language.  I even got it to say my name!  I bet I could even get you for assistant help on this.  The princess did offer bits for things I may need, and help would be one of those things.”

	“Do you really think the princess would pay for that?”

	“Totally!  I mean, every awesome project, led by an equally awesome mare, needs an awesome assistant!  Sadly, I couldn’t find any awesome assistants, but you’ll do.”

	Bonnie playfully shoves you, making you chuckle.

	“…Well, it would be nice to take a break from making and selling candy during the fall and upcoming winter.”

	“See!  Oh it’ll so much fun with the two of us doing this!  You’ll just have to listen to my instructions since I AM the leading professional in aliens around here.”

	Bon Bon chuckles at your words.  She reaches over at the plate you brought down and takes an apple.  You join in alongside her, levitating the cold eggs, eating them.  Hmm, you should’ve put some seasoning on them.

	“So… can I… see it?”

	“Sure,” you answer, muffled by the chewed eggs in your mouth.  “It’s probably sleeping right, now so be very careful not to wake it up.”

	After finishing what you’re eating, the two of you quietly make it up the stairs.  Arriving at the door, you flare your horn and magically unlock it.   The two of you enter the semi-dark room, slowly walking up to the bed towards the human’s side.  You put on a very small glow to look at the humans features better.

	Bonnie stands there, staring at its face with wide eyes.

	“It’s… it’s so… ponylike.”

	“I know.  It was weird for me too, at first.”  You nudge Bonnie, forcing her to look at you.  “Come on; I don’t want it waking up with us watching it sleep.  That would probably freak it out, and I’m not too sure what it might do then.”

	“Oh, right.”

	After leaving, you lock the door and make your way back downstairs.  You start telling Bon Bon what you need to do, and how she can assist.

	“And at the end of every week, I send a report back to Princess Celestia just like usual but only about the alien instead.  Then, she’ll reply back to me and see where to go from there.”

	“It doesn’t seem too difficult, but you might need some help teaching it another language.  Maybe if I talked to Twilight-”

	“NO!” you holler out, Bon Bon snapping back from your voice.  “We can NOT let that crazy mare in here!  Just think back on some of her experiments, and tell me if that’s such a good idea?  Seriously, remember when she tried turning that tree sapient?  All it did was yell out “Praise the Sun!” while whacking everypony away and throwing apples!”

	It was pretty funny with Applejack trying to buck it, and the tree doing the bucking back.  Bonnie opens her jaw to put up an argument, and then slowly closes it shut.

	“You make a good point.”

	“So it’ll be the two of us doing this until we can teach it our language, then about us in general.  And then, to learn about the human.”

	“Suppose we actually accomplish this, then what?”

	“We get confirmation from the princess, and then try to bring it out into our society.”

	“…And why would we do that?  I don’t get it.”

	“It’ll show that we can allow other forms of beings to live amongst us if we ever get more visitors.  Plus, it’s a living, sapient being!  Don’t you think it’s cruel to keep it locked up?  Tomorrow, I’m going to try and talk with it some more.  I’m hoping to see you there so you can introduce yourself to it.”

	“Well, first I need to post something on my stand in the morning.  Then I need to talk to some ponies about being away from my business.  I better get some sleep; I’ll see you sometime in the afternoon.”

	Bonnie walks off towards her room without waiting for a response.  Tomorrow it is then.  You’ll have an assistant in the form of your best friend, which luckily the princess will even pay for.

	…

You just finished up some additional writing for the alien.  It’ll need editing before any of it got to the princess. Nothing was going wrong so far with the alien.

	You just hope it doesn’t freak when Bon Bon shows up.

	Finishing your scroll, you roll it up and put it away.  Afterwards, you turn off all the lights in your house.  Getting into your makeshift bed on the couch, you settle in for sleep.  You can’t wait to wake up and start the next day with the alien named Anunimuss.



	~End Chapter Two~