The Star-Man's Womb

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Trian rolled over. He sat up, walked into the kitchen next to Jeremy, and casually threw up in the sink. "Sorry 'bout that." He mumbled.

[Eskal]

"Well, you did have a lot to drink," Jeremy said.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Trian blinked, then looked down at his body. "Oh shit, I'm naked. Hang on a second." He walked out of the kitchen, and returned wearing pants. "Sorry about that."

[Eskal]

"It's, uh, fine," Jeremy said.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Sometimes I forget that other races aren't as embracing of sexuality as ditherians are." Trian said, running a hand through his hair as he went through the fridge. "Let me take care of breakfast today. I'll make it extra special. My way of saying 'sorry you had to see me naked.'"

[Eskal]

"I should have knocked," Jeremy said.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Nah, I should have checked to see what your locks were like. I guess I'm just too used to auto-locking, magnetic doors."

[Eskal]

Jeremy chuckled. "Those are mostly in sci-fi films here."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Sounds like it." Trian smiled. "Aw man, I've been nothing but a nuisance since I've crashed." He scratched his head. "I can't remember how I crashed, now that I think about it. What was I doing near Earth...?"

[Eskal]

"Took a wrong turn at Pluto?"

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"No, no that wasn't it. I don't think so...? I don't know." Trian sighed. "Whatever, I can figure it out later. "So, what do you want for breakfast?"

[Eskal]

Jeremy shrugged. "What ever you want to make. I was just going to have some eggs and toast."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Well, let me freshen it up, then." Trian took out a few things, and started cooking like a professional.

[Eskal]

Jeremy made a cup of coffee and sat down at the table.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Soon, breakfast was ready, and Trian had prepared what looked like gourmet eggs, which smelled divine, and what seemed to be french toast, drizzled with syrup.

[Eskal]

Jeremy ate happily.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"It was probably a little shocking, wasn't it? To see what I was packing."

[Eskal]

"A bit, yes. I guess I was expecting something a little more.... odd. I guess."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Trian snorted. "Odd? Liiike, seventeen prehensile vaginas?"

[Eskal]

"I don't know. Maybe pinchers or something."