Adventures of Commander 'Cuddles'

Adventures of Commander 'Cuddles'

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WpMetadataReadTerminé lun., avr. 8, 20195 m
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Science-fiction
**Originally posted as part of a competition on science fiction short story** Commander Yupp crash lands in the garden of an orphanage, but his wounds are life threatening, to save his life, his ship reanimates him to the closest inanimate object. The teddy of an orphan. With dark humour and a thirst of getting back home, can he accept the new body he has been given?
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