Beep Beep we're going to Sparby's

[airlockedmods]

Once everyone's in the dick limo and they've watched the Fantasy Sweet burn down behind them (dodging the flaming debris once the pressure builds up enough inside to make the whole thing go nuclear), it's off to the nearest fast food planet.

Which...is about five lightdays away.

Luckily for you, you have your very own Personal Artistic License to keep you entertained. So PAL bounces around the back of the limo, sitting in every lap that will have him, as he tells the story of Kip from the day he hatched as a tiny, impressionable smeet to present.

Sparing absolutely no detail.

Especially about the part where Kip failed his navigator's exam because he stopped at Then-Foodcourtia and crashed the ship into one of the greasy pustules that had sprouted on the planet's surface, destroying the aircraft and boiling his instructor alive in the fiery grease of hell.

So now there's a dick limo parked in the Sparby's parking lot. For anyone who had Arby's or Arby's-adjacent restaurants on their home planet... The menu's not much different. Everything meat-based is 100% beef, the milkshakes look delicious, and of course there are turnovers (apple, cherry, and chocolate).

Which... well, catch Kip and PAL in the corner shoving milkshakes and turnovers in their faces tbh.]

Welcome to Sparby's, Survivors.
You earned it.

Comments

[serrata]

It's bright blue over a red plaid shirt!

[misanthropicprinciple]

Which is also warm and comfortable and gives me an additional pocket.

[serrata]

[ TURNING AWAY WITH A SIGH ]

Hello? Who is this man? I've never seen him or his terrible vest in my life.

[misanthropicprinciple]

This is the most huggable vest you've ever seen, don't lie, Wan-kasa.

[serrata]

You're an embarrassment.

[ that's not a "no, it isn't" ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

You want to wear it. You want the boyfriend vest.

[serrata]

[ LOOKING IN ANY DIRECTION BUT AT JUNPEI ]

Not even slightly.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Leans close so he can quickly whisper in her ear without anyone else overhearing:]

You want to get me out of the boyfriend vest.

[serrata]

We're in the middle of Arby's!

[ CONTROL YOURSELF, SIR JUNPEI ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[He laughs and twines his fingers with hers. He has no idea what's going on and he's ready to fuckin' fight the little blue girl and Lord McSeriouspants Frownyface, but Junpei loves Yuuri.]