Hidden Wife

After the third round of knocking, I finally opened the door, looking as casual and calm as I could with water dripping off me and a towel around my waist.

"Hi, sorry, was in the shower, I-"

He strode in, pushing me to the side.

"Where is she?"

"Sorry, who are you?"

He opened doors, looking through my apartment.

"My wife, I followed her, I knew she was cheating on me-"

He paused when he saw another man, showering.

"Yeah, I'm gay."

He left.

I then helped his wife out of her hiding place, thank goodness we had a threesome.

The Problem

Not that I wanted to be the bearer of bad news, but I had to inform the captain of the problem.

She was unhappy about it, and insisted upon seeing the problem for herself.

I took her down to the storage chambers, and showed her the problem.

She began to rattle off the regulations to me, although she was clearly trying to convince herself that the prescribed solution to the problem was the correct one.

I stayed silent, until she ordered me to deal with the problem.

I carried the stowaway to the airlock and flushed them out into space.

Bulldozer

After I turned on the lights and prepared the store, I opened the door, only to get pushed back in by a woman striding into the store.

"I need to speak to the manager."

I pushed myself back to upright as I adjusted my jacket.

"We don't... I'm the manager, can I help you?"

She looked at me and seemed to actually see me for the first time.

"Yesterday, I was in here and I was sold a faulty device, and I-"

"We weren't open yesterday, I was sick."

This derailed her, which only made things worse in the end.

That Voice

When the crowd began to turn, that's when she grabbed the microphone and began to sing a classic aria.

It was the most beautiful voice I'd ever heard, now that she wasn't being forced to do back-up singing through a vocoder. It was emotionally charged but still stunning perfect, every note on point.

For the rest of my life, I'll never forget standing there and hearing that voice only a few feet away from me.

Such a shame that thr microphone wasn't working and thus no-one else heard it, and the crowd eventually went off in a full blown riot.

Destroyed

I entered the nebula and hoped the destroyer wouldn't follow me, but it did. So now I had a hard choice to make.

I couldn't leave the nebula, the destroyer would spot and destroy me before I could go to hyperwarp. So, I could go silent, try and outlast them, hope they gave up before they found me.

Or, I could fire my plasma cluster torpedoes, and hopefully destroy them without setting off a chain reaction of thr nebula.

I decided on the later, and fired.

Of the destruction of the destroyer and thr nebula, I got one outta two.

The Gamut

I walked into her quarters intent on asking her about her work on the warp drive, but that left my mind when I saw the device she was working on.

"Uh... What's this?"

She adjusted one of the eyepieces.

"After working alongside you I feel I need to understand humans better. So I've built this device to experience the entire gamut of human emotions."

"Really? I know you Diaolities are empathetic but that's a lot."

"I'll be fine."

She slipped on the helmet, and flipped a switch.

A moment later, she removed the helmet.

"Interesting."

I felt a little miffed.

In The Trees

She found me in the Berry Blossom grove, sitting on a smoothed stone.

"You knew I was coming."

I didn't bother turning around to address her.

"Of course. The blossoms flowered. I told you you'd return when they did."

She snorted.

"My coming back has nothing to do with the fucking trees."

I laughed.

"I never said there was a causation, just that there would be a coincidence."

She pulled her sword.

"I owe you the honor of facing your death on your feet."

"Remember that other thing I told you? About my ventriloquism studies?"

I jumped down onto her.