Willow wandered the strange ship. Peeking outside the windows, they realized it was night.
Perfect.
They crept around, exploring the ship entirly. She found the strange bird-person in a messy room, asleep on a loft bed. Willow peeked around the room, silence being the loudest sound. Willow left after a bit of searching, going into another room.
This room was neater, cleaner. A low, queen-sized bed, desk, wardrobe and TV sat in the room. A four-armed person laid in the chair at the desk, sleeping and shivering. Heavy shivering. After further inspection, Willow came to the conclusion that this person was from a hot planet.
(willow is kinda dumb hahah)
Willow then realized who this was. The news showed a person who looked exactly like this. Their mom often praised this person for doing a crime well.
Rose S. Valley.
Suddenly, Rose burst up, gasping in a cold sweat. Bad dream, much?
She locked eyes with Willow, who just stared at her with the scariest expression Rose had seen on a child. Rose pulled out a gun, pointing it at the kid. Willow still just stared at her.
Now that Willow met her up-close, Rose was skinny. Really skinny. Like, I-haven't-eaten-in-days skinny. But muscular. Like Beat-your-ass muscular.
"You are...?"
"Willow. My mom dropped me out of a car window."
"Oh-"
"Yeah."
It was silent for a few moments, awkward silent.
"So can you leave?"
"I don't want to. I like bird person." Willow responded.
"I meant my room-"
"It's not yours."
"Fine, WHERE I AM RESIDING CURRENTLY AS I WAIT TO BE TAKEN TO MY HOME PLANET."
"You're weird."
Then Willow just turned around and went back to their room to sleep.
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~ Astrology ~ KusonalSMP
FanfictionThousands of light-years, millions of galaxies, and yet, a 19 year old pilot meets a 23 year old person to haul around. But maybe a friendship will bloom?
