Accidentally in Love [Brett Hand x OC]

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Takeoff went smoothly and the three of them had officially left earth. Theodora watched out the window in awe of all the stars and how big earth looked from above.

"Oh God, I can't breathe." Brett fidgeted in his seat, his brows furrowed together anxiously.

"Oh God, I can finally breathe." Reagan sighed, kicking back and relaxing.

"What if the moon people capture and torture us?" Brett asked nervously, "Or worse, they mistake me for a God and ask me to lead their society. That's too much pressure!"

"I don't think they will, Brett." Theodora placed a hand on his shoulder, distracted from the views outside.

"No way an outpost founded by Moon Manson is still around. Fifty bucks says the SOS was triggered by a computer telling us these idiots ran out of lube and died." Reagan said casually.

"Ugh, orange is so not my colour." Theodora paced as she started to get bored. "This is making me rethink my life choices. I better not go to jail and be stuck in orange for the rest of my life."

"Yeah, Theo," Reagan said sarcastically, "it really dulls your complexion."

"Really?" She asked, bringing a hand up to her face.

"No, you superficial airhead."

"I think you look good in orange." Brett shrugged.

"Thanks, Brett!" Theodora smiled at him, her cheeks going slightly red. He noticed this, and immediately started stuttering,

"I-I mean,"

Reagan shook her head at him, "Come on, guys. We're nearly there."

They finally landed on the moon,

"I'll show you whose rifle doesn't work, Dad." Reagan muttered as they stepped out of the spaceship.

"And we'll replant the American flag." Brett said proudly, holding up a flag he'd bought.

"Brett, that's a flag of Rasta Garfield." Reagan deadpanned.

"Damn it, CafePress." Brett snapped, "You've hoodwinked me for the last time!"

Theodora chuckled, "I have an idea." She bounded back onto the ship and found a sharpie, before returning. "Here," She wrote their names above Garfield's head, "Brett and Theo were here." She then wrote something beneath,

"What's..." Brett read, "Ligma?"

"Ligma balls." Theodora finished writing it proudly.

"You are so immature." Reagan scoffed, leading the way as they walked.

"I know." Theodora said as she and Brett laughed. They continued walking, Brett and Theo were having a competition of who could jump the highest.

"Wow, Earth looks so different from space." Brett observed as they looked back from where they came from.

"Yeah, NASA spends a fortune photoshopping Atlantis out of photos." Reagan said.

"The signal's getting stronger. Keep an eye out for beads and lava lamps." Brett held the tracker in his hand.

"Stop right there," A booming voice said, and the three of them turned to see someone standing in an astronaut outfit, "and welcome yourself to the moon!"

"Just the man we came here to see." Reagan said.

"Ah! Buzz Lightyear!" Brett exclaimed, shaking Theo's shoulders back and forth excitedly.

"Close enough." Buzz laughed, "Buzz Aldrin, the first second man on the moon. Welcome to our little Moontopia." He gestured to behind him,

"Yeah, we've seen the sex cult, Buzz, and we are not..." Reagan started, but when the three of them peered over the edge they caught sight of the beautiful city, "...impressed."