Part 17: Astroboss At HomeAB: ...
NB127: You havent showed up to work in days AND you've committed multiple crimes
SR: (drops fork)
whhaaAAAAT??? YOU CANT FIRE HIM?
NB127:Yes I can
Well. Not me
Hes fired from NASA that is
Also we're cutting off the partnership
So no billion dollar salary for him
AB: (TOO SHOCKED TO PROCESS ANYTHING)
AD: What about me?? What happens to me??
NB127: You're on vacation, is fine
SR: (starting to cry a bit)
NB127: Smell you later, Hustun
Also make sure you dont get caught by the cops, you caused a lot of trouble back there at the bakery
(he leaves and closes the door)
SR: No no no no no it isnt his fault!!
AB: (He's just standing there. Jaw wide open. Eye twitching.)
SR: uh a-a-astroboss?
AB: (unresponsive)
AD: I think hes in shockSR: I feel so bad... its kinda our fault....
AD: Where did he even GET rabies...
SR: Yeah Fr! If we can prove that it wasn't his fault he got rabies, then maybe we can get him his job back!
AD: Maybe.. lets get big guy away from rhe doorway before he gets hurt
AB: (pure shock. not even moving)
SR: (rolls Astroboss back to the guest room)
AS: (taking his car keys from him)
He wont notice if we borrow his car
SR: hehehehehehehe
AD: (opening the door and unlocking the car)
Hop in!!!
SR: (gets in the passenger seat)
Oooooooooiuuuuuuuu! So niceee.....
AD: Yeah.. that billion dollar salary sure did pay off.. now how do you drive one of these things?? This is NOT what im used to..
I think this has some sort of autopilot... hmmm..
SR: (hits giant red button)
Maybe this is it!
(the car starts on its own, waiting for the designated location.)
AD: Uhhh.. where are we going??
SR: probably to his house or too ROTSAR
AD: Lets start at his house..
(The car immediately drives towards his house, already knowing the coordinates)
SR: I wonder what kind of house he lives in.... maybe like a mansion or something
AD: He seems like the guy to live in some sort of old timey giant mansion.
Hmm.. I might need to get a car like this.
SR: oh so you can be even more lazier?? hahaha just kidding
AD: Rude!!!!
SR: hehehehehehe
AD: Okay I guess it is kind of funny..
SR: (smiling)
Oh I love hanging out with you, lets make sure to be friends forever!
AD: Yeah, especially after you-know-what happened...
Oh look, we're here!!
The car pulls up at a GIANT MANSION like WHAT
SR: pff wha WHA HOW
AD: WHY IS IT SO BIG
IT'S LIKE TWICE THE SIZE OF MY HOUSE
SR: AND HE HAS NO FAMILY!! why does he need all that space to be alone?!?
AD: I DON'T KNOW???
Whatever. Lets go see if theyres anything inside.
SR: my guess, a buttload of cake
AD: That would be a lot of cake..
knocks on the door
(Door creaks open)
AD: uhhhh- weird...
SR: uhhhoooo its creepy in here....
AD: (the inside of the house is eerily deserted and smells of cake and dog poop)
EWWWW it stinks in here....
SR: bleurghhhh... he need to clean more often
AD: (suddenly he comes across a nasaball on the floor)
EW!
SR: WAIT EW WHAT
(pokes the nasaball)
AD: OH MY GOD I THINK HES DEAD
WHAT IS HUSTUN DOING WITH DEAD BODIES IN HIS HOUSE
NB876: urururgghhhh
SR: what happened!?!! We need to get you help! Are you okay???
NB876: no
Im so not okay
Ururghhh
SR: what happened!?!! We need to get you help!
AD: WHAT HAPPENED!!!
NB876: hustun hired us so we could help him around the house.. and by that I mean we fed, bathed, and clothed him, and washed the house up and down and- oh my god it was so horrible but then he brought in this stray dog and then it bit like five people including him- I don't know what happened after that, I crawled under a table.
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