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🛸Opera! Space Opera!🛸

Vortex plays project sekai real 🎸 (MIZU5 UTTERLY DESTROYED ME 😝)

third person pov

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It was a gorgeous day in space, especially in the Kuiper Belt. Or at least, that's what Astrodude would like to think. His boss called and explained that he needed to go to the Sputnik Planitia part of Pluto's Tombaugh Regio, or heart shaped region in layman's terms. Apparently he's to collect some geological and atmospheric samples. And that is what he would be doing if Pluto was where he's supposed to be.

But that's a problem for later! Nothing crazy has happened to him since crash landing on Earth, fixing his ship, crash landing on the dark side of the moon, and having to fix his ship again.

"You know, Computer? I'm sure that everything has finally calmed down for once. I'll even bet you 20 bucks that nothing weird or interesting happens today," He exclaims relaxing in his chair. Astrodude looks over to SiBO, who's just doing whatever he does without a care in the world. He then looks towards Computer. She's just staring at him, or that's what it appears she's doing. It's really hard to tell what she's looking at because she has no eyes.

If Computer could give him a look she absolutely would have. Alas, all she can really do is communicate, so that is what she does. "As much as I would love for you to be correct in your statement, Astrodude, it appears we are being pulled in by some foreign type of gravity."

"WHAT! Oh god I just jinxed us."

"It would be in your best interests to put on your spacesuit."

"Yeah, I'm gonna go do that real quick." Astrodude runs off and quickly puts on one of his more durable spacesuits. He starts to talk to himself, "Relax. Being nervous about whatever is pulling me in definitely won't help at all. Plus, if I can survive the hellish conditions of Venus, I can probably get through whatever's next."

"Once you are done talking to yourself-" Computer interrupts.

"AAAAAH! Oh! You scared me, Computer." Astrodude interrupts, interrupting the interruption.

"If I may continue, it appears that whatever is pulling the ship in has finally revealed itself. I recommend going outside to confront it. Unless you are a scared little wuss."

"Why did I install that mod again?"

"You said that you would do it to 'make things more interesting'. Like talking planets and moons are not interesting, but whatever makes you happy."

"Right. Welp, I better get going then." Astrodude says as he enters the airlock. Once the decompression is complete, he uses his jet and goes towards the front of the ship. Once he's there, there's a sight that can only leave one's mouth agape. "Um... What the FUCK?!" is all he can say. I mean, what more would you say if you see multiple weird, pink, gelatinous blobs coming out of a ship right in front of your face.

"Oh my! It looks as if the random is smarter than we perceived him!" One of them sings. He's a more magenta than the rest of his motley crew. Once he stops his ballad, he returns to the light pink the rest of his species is. He turns magenta and starts to sing again, "My name is Bsjalkorb, and I am of a species far away from here. We have come to claim our new colony. So you need to leave."

Astrodude stares at the group, mouth agape once again. A million thoughts are running through his head, but all he can say are these two words: "Excuse me?"

"You heard what I said, you... whatever your species is. WE own this solar system. You need to get out of here and go back to wherever your home planet is. Or else our planets will be going to war!" Bsjalkorb belts.

"See I would love to, but my boss isn't letting me. And my home planet is in this solar system? I- How did your species even gain ownership of the solar system anyway?" Astrodude confusidly questions.

"WHAT! There is life here? And the IGC never knew! This is preposterous! We won this system in a betting pool. The terms of our ownership were to be we have full range here as long as there is no intelligent life from any of the planets! NOOO" Bsjalkorb sings, "THIS WAS THE LAST CHANCE FOR OUR SPECIES TO REGAIN ITS FOOTHOLD IN INTERGALACTIC POLITICS!"

"See, I think that's more of a you problem, so maybe you and the rest of your friends should go and deal with it. Preferably outside of my solar system," Astrodude kindly suggests.

"Yeah we really should. Oh! Please tell that dark blue planet who calls himself Planet X, or something like that, to not look like he wants to swallow our ship whole. Or any others, to be clearer. Todaloo!" And with that, Bsjalkorb and the rest of the pink, bloby aliens go back inside their ship. They stop holding Astrodude's ship with artificial gravity and finally head back to their home planet, or wherever they came from.

"WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN PLANET X? THEY EXIST? THEY LOOK LIKE THEY EAT SHIPS?" Astrodude yells into the void of space. He knows he's not going to get an answer, yet he yells nonetheless. "Why do I even bother sometimes," he sighs exasperated from the entire situation.

Once Astrodude boards back onto his own ship, he takes off his suit, lays onto his bed, and takes a fat nap. Who wouldn't, he's been the point of first contact twice now. It's just that this time he was actually able to speak to and understand what the aliens were saying. Around 5 hours later, he finally wakes up.

"Did you have a good nap? I hope you did," Computer states.

"Oh yeah, that was such a nice nap," Astrodude responds, stifling a yawn. "I think I should try and make a call."

"Then I shall leave you be."

Astrodude walks over to the front of the spaceship. He pushes some buttons, and a ringing sound echoes through the cabin. "Please, please pick up," he desperately asks.

"Honey? I'm glad to see you're able to get some signal after a while. Are you on the line?" Astrowife asks.

"I am, baby. I also have some a lot to tell you. So apparently..."

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its been like a week but i'm back! wifi was so shitty where i was i could barely even text my family that were in the same place i was. it was that bad :(

This entire prompt came to me while i was taking a nap on the beach. SPEAKING OF THE BEACH. MY LATINO ASS GOT A SUNBURN RIGHT ON MY FUCKING LEGS. thankfully it's not too bad! BUT ITS NOT LIKE I GET BURNT FROM BEING IN THE SUN FOR HOURS. AND THE WORST PART WAS THAT I HAD SPF 75 SUNSCREEN ON TOO.

ANYWAYS, Astrodude and Astrowife best couple real! Like i astrodude's character, i just don't really know why i didn't write about him sooner.

Hope yall enjoyed!