Alex- DAY ONE 24:47
I hold close to mom, gripping her tattered clothes. The ship around us rattles, monitor beeping for us to do something. But we both know that nothing will work. We aren't even really meant to survive the landing, our mission is just wishful thinking. A way to get rid of some bastards.
Still, I feel weak. I hate feeling weak. I hate having to grip to my mother or a feeling of safety. I'm fifty-six, dammit. I shouldn't have to rely on my mother.
"What's gonna happen to us?" I whispered into her shirt.
"We just have to wait and see," She calms me, "Go over your new identity."
"That's all I've done since we departed." He complained quietly, the beeping only seemed to get louder.
"We can never be too careful."
"My name is Alexander Hamilton, I'm fifteen and immigrated from the Caribbean," The immigration part wasn't a total lie... "My father left when I was young, and the reason we immigrated was so that I could get a better education."
The ship lurches forward, metal shrieks as it tears. My mother wraps her arms tightly around me. I brace myself for impact, then everything goes dark.
John- Monday, 1:07am
I wake with a jolt, my heart beating. Though my dream was not bad, I elect not to think about it. Nope, avoiding that for another shitty night. I press the palms of my hands into my eyes, trying to tire myself. School's tomorrow morning it's kinda important to not pass out in class. I reach over to my nightstand and grab my phone. I open our group chat, it may be... 1:00am... but out group chat is as alive as ever.
[DaMemeGod opened INTERVENTION FOR HERCULES]
DaMemeGod: Why has it come to this? smh
aNDpEgGY: HERC MAKES MY LITTLE PONY COSTUMES AND SELLS THEM ONLINE
TAILOREDtoPerfection: I do not!
FryiestFrench: we support you mon ami
DaMemeGod: How much money do you make?
aNDpEgGy: Not the point john
DaMemeGod: Just wanted to know...
TAILOREDtoPerfection: About $6000 a fursuit
FryiestFrench: YOU'RE A FURRY?
aNDpEgGY: ^^^^^^!?!?!?
DaMemeGod: He's making more money than I ever will...
aNDpEgGY: MISSING THE POINT
TAILOREDtoPerfection: I'm leaving
[TAILOREDtoPerfection has left the chat]
FryiestFrench: i think we might have broken him.
[Last message sent 10 minutes ago]
FryiestFrench: Goodnight
[FryiestFrench has left the chat]
aNDpEgGY: So what brings you here so late john?
DaMemeGod: Dream woke me
DaMemeGod: Can't fall asleep
[aNDpEgGY changed the name of this chat to: INTERVENTION FOR JOHN]
aNDpEgGY: spill.
DaMemeGod: There's nothing to spill, I just can't sleep.
aNDpEgGY: You can sleep just fine, tell me? Please?
DaMemeGod: I can't remember it.
aNDpEgGY: suuuuuurrrreeee...
DaMemeGod: Pegs...
aNDpEgGY: Fine, i won't pry.
aNDpEgGY: Try to get some sleep, k?
[aNDpEgGY left the chat]
[DaMemeGod left the chat]
This was going to be a long night.
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Our Hands Intertwined (Alien Lams)
FanfictionWords could not describe how I felt. This foreign sense of bliss. This insane happiness. I hoped it never ended. And then I woke up.
