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

[daughterofthemark]

Is something the matter?

[refusedtoleave]

...No, I'm fine...What did they pick you for?

[daughterofthemark]

...well, my title is Champion Sovereign. Perhaps they wished to see how I would exercise my leadership skills in such an environment.

[refusedtoleave]

I got Champion of Pride. I wonder what makes them choose.

[daughterofthemark]

Ah! You must truly have much to be proud of.

[...sure let's go with that.]

[refusedtoleave]

I wouldn't say that. I don't have much of anything really...

[Well that was depressing.]

1/2

[daughterofthemark]

...I see.

[That sounds like a tragic backstory that she isn't a high enough level friend to unlock yet.]

2/2

[daughterofthemark]

But even coming from that, you survived your "season," and now you have your life and your friends. You can take pride in that.

[refusedtoleave]

That's right. I have the others...We're all together still.

[Might not want to encourage that when she doesn't quite trust you though.]

A bit too together. our ship only has one room.

[daughterofthemark]

[Arianna has no idea why anyone wouldn't trust her.]

Yes, we've had a similar problem. We had become comfortable with the amount of space we had at the mansion, and now... it makes some things difficult.

[theirs was a short honeymoon]

[refusedtoleave]

We don't even have separate bathrooms...It's just cubicles.

[Forever upset at going from full onsuite, to toilet and sink, to room of cubicles.]

[daughterofthemark]

Do they still have those "toilets?"

[Everything is a matter of perspective, apparently.]

[refusedtoleave]

[???]

Both the showers and toilets are in cubicles...