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A Cozy Morning in Space
[Medi-Bat and I are sitting at a small table in the ship’s galley enjoying a couple bowls of Lucky Charms. A usual breakfast for us, the great heroes of space that we obviously are. We say our meal-time grace to Lord Mitten first, obviously. Don’t wanna risk sacrilege this early in the day, right?]
[My bowl of om-noms is, of course, fairly normal-sized, but my bat buddy’s is so tiny that it can only hold around 9 or 10 bits of cereal at any given time. Seeing as how no spoons befitting her size would hold such comparatively large pieces of cereal, Medi skips the utensils entirely and holds each piece with both of her forehooves, nibbling on them in the sort of way that a hamster or a squirrel might. It’s as painfully cute as it sounds.]
[Om nom nom nom nom]
“Your sugar levels were pretty low this morning, Master, so make sure to get a few more marshmallows, okies?”
Me: “No worries, yo. I’ll pour myself another bowl.”
[Medi smiles wide and grabs a mashmallow for herself, chomping down. Her favorites are the rainbows, mostly just because she really likes rainbows.]
Me: “You know, this is nice. A slow morning, a bowl of cereal, and some nice company; nothing crazy or strange happening, no dire circumstances threatening to obliterate us. Why can’t every day be like this?”
“I dunno, Master. Seems like weirdness just gravitates to us or something.”
[Om nom nom] “Not everypony can say they’ve crossed multiple realities or defeated the Borg with nothing but booze.”
Me: “That was pretty nuts. We’re just lucky they party like lightweights. Heh.”
[Surprisingly, nothing insane happens, even though we just totally tempted fate right there. I know, I’m surprised too. Usually, this would be when I’d tell you that a black hole just appeared six feet to our left or something either equally or even more upsetting.]
[But nope, we just enjoy our breakfast in peace, turn on the TV after we’re done, and watch some silly cartoons for the rest of the day. Medi whips up some popcorn and happily enjoys it in the same manner as she did with her cereal, like the cutest little bat-pony-hamster amalgamation in the universe.]
[Every once in a while the ship’s computer says something sarcastic, but that’s alright. For once, everything’s aces.]
OR IS IT?!
To be continued…
