Chapter 64: Luckiest human ever.
Sloan inhaled water. This again? Was the alien baby thing all a dream? He floated and exhaled the water in the tube. Unbelievable. He thought he got out of the hell hole of fighting. Sloan tapped on the frosted glass. At least now he would see Octnavin. He would tell him what a crazy-ass dream he just had. Maybe he would even tell the dickhead ruler that he loved him.
As the container opened, tentacles caught him. He looked up into JP’s eyes.
“We’ve got to stop meeting this way.” Sloan coughed, and water dribbled down his chin.
JP wrapped a fluffy towel around his shoulders. Nebos rose over his body and became pants and a shirt in minutes. As Sloan looked around, he realized they were on the spaceship and not in the folantos-loser-room. Not much has changed on the spacecraft other than the fact that the healing cylinder was in the bedroom next to the magic food table.
“What happened?” Sloan dried his hair. Guess that wasn’t a dream after all.