Hey, who could it be? (No, it's gotta be...!)

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TWs: Mentions of the end of the world, brief lying, playful teasing. Stay safe :)

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AstroDude stared wide-eyed at the other Star in the distance, watching it playfully banter with the Sun. Taking a step back, the human slowly sat down in his seat.

"What is my life..." He uttered to himself, "They can talk, they can- I dunno, shape-shift into humans, they can move out of their orbits-!? Years up here has made me officially lose my mind..."

Beep-beep... beep-beep...

"It appears your boss is calling you." The computer spoke.

A sigh escaped the astronaut's lips, "Of course, he is- he's probably going to tell me I was right all along."

The computer brought up the call screen as the green answer button was pressed.

"AstroDude!" Houston yelled, prompting the human to stand on end, "As it turns out, there is a second Star that has moved into our perimeters!"

'Finally, he noticed...' AstroDude frowned, "And what are we going to do about it, sir?"

"Absolutely nothing!"

"I'm sorry- what?"

"This is a Blue-White Star we're talking about! I've already gone over the plan with the world leaders, which is to gather as much resources as we can and go to space."

"You mean to colonize Mars?" AstroDude perked an eyebrow.

"Exactly! How'd you know?"

"A hunch." AstroDude rolled his eyes, "As much as I, er... 'love,' this plan, I don't think we have anything to worry about."

"What!? We have everything to worry about! Like the Earth getting sucked into that second Sun!" Houston yelled.

"Uh, sir, that's Spica B-"

"I know that, NasaDude! I'm only trying to get my point across!"

"What about everyone else on Earth?" AstroDude pointed out.

"It's one man for himself in this world-"

"Seriously? We're literally doing this?" The astronaut huffed, crossing his arms, "Well, I hope you have fun running away when we can actually be doing something for ourselves. I mean, imagine the stories we'll tell when we make it through this-"

"If we make it through this." The computer spoke from behind this.

"Thanks for the input, Computer." AstroDude droned.

"You're welcome." The AI spoke, not understanding sarcasm.

"Look, I'm just saying- maybe, the Earth is capable of handling itself? It did great when the asteroid wiped out 70% of its life. Sure, the dinosaurs went extinct, but it's for the best. Life still found a way to thrive on its surface."

There was a moment of silence as Houston's display icon went dim. AstroDude raised an eyebrow, looking at his computer to see if there was a glitch.

"He's right." A new voice spoke.

"Huh...?" AstroDude looked at the screen, "Are you with someone, sir?"

"Oh, yeah- meet Mr. Spherical." Houston grunted, "I told him he was excused, but he wanted to meet the guy in space, so here we are."