Alien A**holes (Tallest x reader)

13. Confrontation

(Guess who's back, back again? Oracles back! Tell a friend!)

It's been quieter since my talk with spunk yesterday. It seemed that irkens were growing used to my strange humaney presence. Luckily, Shloopshmorp allowed me to stay in the staff room overnight and has been offering to teach me some Irken language in order to help in the kitchen.

The boss was very strict but his kindness really overwieghed that controlling tendency. He was a really good guy.

Jen was also super nice, and reminded me a lot of Spunk during our first meeting. Her English was a little broken when she spoke and almost every sentence that she uttered was stuttery and nervous.

Often, I would find her hiding from me behind Shloopsmorp or peaking at me from behind a wall. I hope to talk to her more.

Currently, I was stuck on mopping the floor with a vivid yellow liquid that was apparently an instant drying floor cleaner. I had finished even earlier than I imagined, ending my shift for the day.

It was a productive chore that gave me a good amount of time to process what Spunk had told me about Irk.

The silver-eyed irken appeared so lost and down about the whole conversation. That's probably why he was so quick to start asking about Earth.

"Hey, Y/n" spoke a voice from under my line of sight.

I turned to face the source, seeing a slouching Bob with a tray on his head.

"Bob? Is that you?" I questioned, crouching down to meet his eye level.

"Uh yeah, it's me. I see you're still working here" he claimed in an obvious tone, awkwardly smiling.

The food service drone clutched both of his upper arms, rubbing them in a sheepish manner as he did. His eyes kept drifting between me and the floor, almost as if to check if I was going to be there or not.

"Hey, um...about that situation in the cafeteria last time...I'm so sorry for embarassing you!" I expressed, gesturing my hands forward before placing them over my chest.

Bob seemed suprised. His eyes went wide and his anxious form began to tremble from the shock. No words left his mouth and his antennae were lower than ever before. Did I say something wrong?

"I-its completely f-fine" he spoke, unsure of his words or of the placement of his gaze.

I took a heavy breath of relief. Despite his acceptance of my apology, it felt incomplete. I didnt feel I was doing enough to make up for it, so I took my mop and bucket into the staff room before making a schmoothy at the back of the room and handing Jen some Monies as I passed. She took it, not removing her focused gaze on the notepad in her hand.

I made my way back to find Bob, taking notice of him serving two other irkens. The drinks had rested comfortably on the tray that settled uncomfortably on his head. I walked over, holding the top of the drink and kneeling towards him. He looked up in suprise.

"Here. I know you said it was fine but I wanted to make it up to you. I didnt know what you liked so I just chose the most popular drink..." I explained, pushing the beverage into his tiny hands with a smile.

The irkens wide eyes remained glued the the drink, completely disregarding everything around him. He seemed to completely forget where he was, who he was, everything.

This didnt go unnoticed by other irkens. Once again, whispering and murmuring filled the room. I could feel the intense stares burning bullets into the back of my spine and the see of toxicity streaming through my ears.