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More random little One-Shots
The hat

How Burt had managed to merge his hat with his headset like that was a mystery to everyone.

How it had caught fire during an evacuation wasn't as much of a mystery.

Apparently he couldn't repeat that magic trick of his and just continued to wear the hat, which was now singed and had a few holes. Earrings almost seemed to feel physical pain every time she saw it while Hattie always felt incredibly bad since the hat was technically damaged because of her. So they tried to find a new hat for the Head of communications.

Burts' old hat was just a simple grey top hat but the headset part had them both stumped. They just couldn't come up with a way to replicate what Burt had done. Or maybe someone did it for him? Did someone sell hats like that?

After a while they decided to ask him but he just shrugged and told them that they shouldn't worry about it. He would try to fix the holes when he found the time. Earrings and Hattie weren't happy with that answer and continued to ponder about how to solve this problem.

Someone else had already figured it out though.

Next time they came to Burts' office he was sitting on his chair, headset on his head and his old hat on his desk.

The girls quickly decided to stay outside and just peeked into the room.

It was Sven who had come up with a solution on his own. It was a quite simple one actually. The hat he was placing on his friends' head had two slits cut into it, from half of the brim to halfway up to the crown of the hat. Wide enough for the headset to fit through. The slits got covered by a deep scarlet hatband and Sven was happy with his work.

Hattie thought it looked nice.

Earrings was torn between being upset that the hat was basically cut open and finding this cute.

And Burt tried to hide the deep scarlet on his face with the brim of his new hat.

Shooting Stars

"Put me down, Burt..."

"I'll put you in bed, that's the only place I will put you tonight"

"I'm fine...", Sven crossed his arms and looked away "It's no big deal"

"You just collapsed in front of Hattie and scared her to death", Burt looked down at him with the same annoyed expression he showed everybody when they were being a bother "You are not fine"

"I have to finish my work"

"Your work is going to finish you if you don't rest now"

"... I won't be able to sleep"

They were walking across the yard now, the rocket construction site to their right and nothing but dense jungle to their left. The only light came from the moon and a myriad of shooting stars.

"There's a meteor shower tonight?" "Seems like it" Burt stopped and they both looked up at the sky.

"Maybe try and count the shooting stars"

"... Why should I do that?"

Burt shrugged "People say counting sheep makes you tired, why not try the same with the stars?"

The other just fell silent. He may be counting the stars... He wished he was done with this project, that they were finally up there, where they couldn't even see shooting stars anymore. That would probably be a downside of being in space, but on the other hand, nobody really needed shooting stars. They were just rocks, after all... just many... many... rocks flying... through space...

Burt watched him slowly fall asleep and sighed "You're impossible..." Now he only had to get him into bed without waking him up again.