I’ve been through some pretty awful ways to wake up during my life, but I think I’ve discovered the universe’s worst, but most effective, wake-up device.

"*Beep!* Warning: Self-destruct activated! All personnel, please leave the ship. Repeat: Self-destruct activated. Six hour countdown starts now. *Click*"

As you can probably imagine, that wasn’t the best thing to wake up to. I came out of a sound sleep to the Vok’s computer announcing that over the ship’s comm system. I immediately sat up in alarm.

"What the?!"

"Huh?!"

"This is not good..."

Maybe I should explain that better; all THREE of me sat up in alarm. My clones and I stared at each other uneasily, wondering what had gone wrong now. Cat, a.k.a. His Majesty Thunderbutt, somehow slept blissfully on.

I envied him.

"The Vok," we all said at the same time. We shot upright (moaning over the stiffness that came from sleeping on the floor) and ran out of the room. Or rather, we TRIED to run out of the room. Unfortunately, something was blocking the door. It vaguely resembled the ‘Star Wars’ robot C3-PO.

Just great. It was the Return of the Metallic Moron.

"I’ll distract it," one of the clones yelled (it’s hard to tell clones apart!), and walked back up to the robot. It attempted to grab her, stepping out of the doorway. She ducked and ran out of the room with the Moron in pursuit . "That’s right, you idiot," I could hear as I ran the opposite way towards the lab. "Follow me! *Crash!* And now back this way! *Clunk!* And over here..."

Me and the remaining clone exchanged a grin as we followed the corridor signs back to where we had left the lab. The last time I had encountered a Metallic Moron I had been crippled. Even then I had known the robot was extremely stupid. This time, with the advantage of being completely healthy, my clone was willing and able to run circles around it, and it wasn’t smart enough to catch on anytime soon...

The lab doors where up ahead, and we knew that something was REALLY wrong, then. For one thing, the doors were open, and I KNEW that we had left them shut. For another, green smoke was pouring out of the open doors. For some reason, that didn’t seem like a particularly good sign.

No, it wasn’t. Not a good sign at all. My clone took a deep breath, held it, and ducked inside the lab to check it out while I looked around outside. She came out at the same time I found the footprints in the green powder the smoke had left on the floor.

"Not there, is he?" I asked her angrily.

She snarled at me in perfect understanding of the direction of my thoughts. It wasn’t very hard to figure out, what with the alarm we had woken up to. "Nope. Looks like he set a fire in the chemicals and bailed out." We shoved the lab door shut again after letting the mobile plants crawl away.

"If I was a shifty alien with no morals, where would I go?" my clone mused as we cautiously tracked the footprints down the Vok ship’s corridors. She had gotten a green stain on her hand from touching one of the tables in the lab.

I was really getting tired of calling my clones ‘my clones.’ "Mind if I call you ‘Crazy Lady’?" I asked casually as we peered around a corner. Nothing was there. "I mean, now there’s some way to tell you guys apart, so..."

Crazy Lady chuckled. "I like it."

Hey, I would, too. It was a cool name...heeheehee...

"Well, we’re screwed."

I nodded in agreement of Crazy Lady’s statement as I stared at the control panel. I couldn’t read what it said, but I could tell what it meant. Space yawned in front of us, kept in check only by a thin shield around the small docking bay we were standing in. The docking bay that had held life pods. There had been LIFE PODS on board this whole time! Not any more, but still...

From the little pictures on the computer screen I could see that there had been six life pods total. Plenty of pods for everyone. Crazy Lady, me, the other clone, the Vok, and we would have still had two left over! Unfortunately, the Vok must have gotten greedy, because he had taken all six. And activated the ship’s Self-Destruct sequence, too.

What a jerk.

"The Metallic Moron must have let him loose," I murmured to Crazy Lady.

"Yeah..." A loud crash and a mocking comment came from behind us in the entrance of the docking bay. "Speaking of the Moron, what are we going to do about it?" Crazy Lady gestured at where the robot was attempting to chase down my unnamed clone and only succeeding in running into walls. "It’s not giving up!"

"Hey, can one of you take over so I can take a break?" panted my clone, rolling away from the Moron’s latest attempt to catch her. "This gets tiring after a while!"

Crazy Lady waded into the fray before I could, and my clone walked over.

"You need a name," I told her bluntly.

"Works for me. What sounds good?" She took a seat on the console. "Is Crazy Lady taken already?"

"Yep."

"Hmm..." We thought for a second, distracted as usual by something trivial.

Nothing immediately popped into my head except for the various sayings about psychos that I love to say. Crazy Lady’s name was from ‘Humor the crazy person...’, so what could this other clone..?

She chuckled suddenly. "Don’t mind me, I’m--"

"Just Insane," we finished together. Perfect!

"Son of a toaster! *Crash!* Help!"

Just Insane and I turned in horror at the cry for aid. Apparently the Metallic Moron had gotten lucky. It had slammed into a computer as Crazy Lady scrambled out of its way, but the upper part of the computer (it was a pretty tall computer) had broken off and fallen onto her, pinning her under its weight. Now the Moron was moving towards my trapped clone, and things didn’t look good.

See, I had thought that the Moron was trying to CATCH us. From the lasers that were activating on its hands, I had been wrong...

"Back off, Moron!" Just Insane yelled and sprinted forward with me on her heels. I tackled the robot’s knees, causing its hand lasers to hit a computer console instead of Crazy Lady. Just Insane was shoving at the part on my other clone, trying to free her.

"Keep it distracted!" one of them screamed. They were working the computer off of Crazy Lady, but only gradually. I was running around the Moron, but I could hear them. They started a chant. "All computers, great and small, guess what? We hate you all..." I would have laughed, but I was out of breath.

Another console melted, and sparks suddenly flared up as the robot’s laser hit vital circuitry. Smoke billowed around me, making it even harder to breath, but I kept dodging. Apparently the Metallic Moron had been too stupid to realize it had a weapon, before. Now it didn’t seem to realize it could TURN IT OFF! Every time it moved itself around to chase after me, its laser melted anything in front of it!

I have to say that being chased around by a murderous machine with a big laser is a killer exercise program. Literally. If you stop moving, you’re dead...

I dove to the floor and tumbled away desperately as another laser suddenly came to life on the Moron’s OTHER hand. The laser seared past me and punched into some panel on the wall. It looked small and insignificant. A lot of important things in life are small and insignificant.

Sirens wailed. Just Insane managed to pry Crazy Lady loose. The Metallic Moron came closer, both lasers homing in on me. And an emergency warning cut through the noise of things exploding in the background.

"Shield failure in one minute. Emergency evacuation of docking bay. Shield failure in 57 seconds. 56...55...54...53..."

Oh, great. The shield that was keeping all the oxygen in the docking bay was going to disappear, flinging everything (or everyone) still in the room out into space as the place violently depressurized. Gee, now why didn’t I like the idea of THAT?

"48...47...46..."

"Get to the door!" Just Insane shrieked over the clamor. Crazy Lady must have been injured, because her fellow clone was half-dragging her towards the entrance.

Get to the door. Such a simple sounding thing...when there wasn’t an armed robot between you and the door. I may be able to run faster than the stupid machine, but in order to get to the door I would have to run in a straight enough line that the robot would have an easy time frying me.

Unless...

I grabbed a piece of scrapped computer off the floor and flung it at the Metallic Moron. The scrap slammed into the side of its head, and for a moment, just a moment, it was distracted. I bolted for the door.

"35...34...33...32...31..."

Yeah, it was a completely nutso idea. You think I cared? It gave me couple seconds! I sprinted for the door while the robot was still recovering, and I was out of its immediate sight when it recovered. That bought me another couple of seconds while it looked around in front of itself for me.

"22...21...20...19..."

That countdown was really getting annoying. Of course, the Metallic Moron was even more annoying as it turned around and saw me. A laser seared by my heel.

"C’mon!" Crazy Lady and Just Insane were screaming. "Hurry!" Oh, like I could go any faster!

"10...9..."

Almost there. My clones were right in front of me, reaching around the door for me.

"8...7..."

I could hear the Metallic Moron clanking towards me, and, despite my zigzagging as I ran, its lasers were getting closer and closer.

"6...5..."

A laser burnt the ground where I was about to put my foot. I stumbled as I tried to avoid it.

"4...3..."

My stumble turned into a sprawling wipe-out on the ground. My hand just missed Crazy Lady’s. Another laser went by where my head had been.

"2..."

Hands grabbed mine! Just Insane yanked hard and I slid across the ground, scrambling frantically for the door.

"1..."

I rolled across the threshold. Crazy Lady struggled to close the door behind me.

"0..."

The Metallic Moron was gone.

I stared through the window at the empty space inside the docking bay. My heel was blistered from the near miss, and my knees were skinned from hitting the ground, but I was ALIVE.

Of course, I probably had lost thirty years of my life to that last mad dash, but, hey, who needed to get old?

I turned away from the window to look at my clones. "You alright?" Crazy Lady’s ribs hurt whenever she breathed, and she got dizzy when she moved. Not a good sign.

She gave me a lopsided grin. "I’d be better if I had some chocolate."

Just Insane laughed, but her laugh had a sad edge to it. "Wouldn’t we all."

"So, how long do we have until the ship goes ‘Kaboom’?" Crazy Lady’s soft question cut through the ongoing chant of, ‘All computers, great and small, guess what? We hate you all...’ that we had been involved in.

Just Insane and I, who had been looking over the computers in the main room (the one with the window showing Earth), had long ago concluded that we couldn’t do anything about the Self-destruct sequence. Hence one reason for the Computer Chant.

I looked at the handy-dandy timer on the computer (it was the only thing I could read). "A little less than two hours."

Crazy Lady nodded and leaned back against the wall again, cuddling Cat tightly. Somehow His Majesty Thunderbutt had managed to sleep through everything and had been waiting here for us when we had gotten back. He had headed straight for the clone Just Insane and I had been half-carrying, though, and ignored us. Now he purred to Crazy Lady, trying to drown out the sick gurgling that sounded whenever she took a deep breath.

The computer that had fallen on her had taken a huge toll on my clone’s body. Hence the other reason for the Computer Chant.

Just Insane leaned against the computer, staring out the window at the Earth. I walked over to Crazy Lady and knelt down to pet Cat. There wasn’t anything else that we could do.

"*fszit*--ello? Lady De--*fszit*--re you there? This is--*fszit*--nyone there?"

Tarantulas’s voice was staticky, and I had a hard time understanding him, but I didn’t care. I jumped for the part of the computer where the voice was coming from and started pushing buttons.

"Hello? Hello?" I kept saying as I tried to work the computer.

Just Insane came up beside me and looked at the timer. "Only an hour and a half left," she whispered. She started pushing the buttons, too.

"Lady Dementia?"

Tarantulas’s voice was much clearer now. I twisted a knob, still trying to find a way to communicate. "Tarantulas? Can you hear me?"

That last knob must have done it. "Lady Dementia! I can hear you!" In the background I could hear some cheers as apparently the Beast Warriors celebrated finding me. Funny, I would have thought they’d be GLAD I was gone...

"Tarantulas, how did you..?" Just Insane asked.

"Well, we knew that the Vok had abducted you since they destroyed the roof over your room with their ship." This was news to me! Now I was REALLY angry!!

"Tarantulas and I have managed to get Tim partially back online." Another voice? Oh, it was Rhinox. "We scanned for the Vok ship, and you are still in orbit around the Earth. Tim’s programming is pretty garbled, but I think it can get you back."

"We’re going home!" Crazy Lady shouted from the behind us, and she immediately folded double with a fit of racking coughs. Just Insane ran over to help as Cat curiously watched blood trail down from the corner of Crazy Lady’s mouth.

There was a pause over the radio as I anxiously watched my clones cling together. Then, "...who was that?" Rhinox asked cautiously.

My mind raced. Did I tell the Beast Warriors what had happened? Or did I wait until we were all back on Earth? I considered carefully, but I decided it really wasn’t that important that they know about my clones. "There are some other people up here with me," I mentioned casually. "They’re just happy we’ll be going home."

"WHAT?!" said Tarantulas’s voice. "No! There isn’t enough pow--" He cut himself off and cleared his throat. "Er, exactly how many people are there?"

This didn’t sound good... "Three people," I said, looking worriedly at the others, "and Cat." Maybe some of those moving plants if we could find them....

"Um, just a minute." There was a hushed conversation between Rhinox and Tarantulas. Some mathematical gibberish was thrown around, but I only caught the occasional understandable phrase. "...power levels...only two people?...pushing it...small objects would...can’t take apart humans...leave one behind...she won’t like this..."

"What won’t I like?" I demanded harshly. I didn’t think Rhinox and Tarantulas had intended me to overhear what they were saying, but what I had heard was very worrying. Crazy Lady and Just Insane joined me in staring at the computer.

Rhinox again. "Lady Dementia, there’s a problem. Tim only has the power to get two of you back right now."

"What do you mean, ‘right now’?" I inquired, a feeling of doom creeping over me. Strangely enough, my voice was completely calm...

The Maximal must have thought that was a bad sign because he inhaled sharply, but he pressed on and attempted to break his explanations down into something I MIGHT understand. I think that he was trying to tell me this: Tim’s power levels had to have time to recharge after a standard ‘teleport’ (the words Rhinox used were different, but ‘teleport’ is easier to say than ‘molecular breakdown and...’). A standard ‘teleport’ could transport two people at once, but that would be pushing the power limit. Unfortunately, it would take 12 hours for Tim to recharge back up to the minimum power level necessary for a standard ‘teleport’, or six hours for just a one person ‘teleport’. Smaller objects (such as Cat or the mobile plants) could be brought to or from the ship and Earth with only slight power drops. That’s why some Beast Warrior had suggested cutting one of us up and ‘teleporting’ her down. What an idiot...

"So, you can only get two people down in the next," I checked the timer, "hour and 15 minutes? And Cat and maybe a few other small things?"

Tarantulas chuckled. "Yes. As long as you’re not in danger of losing air, you’ll be alright. We’ll get you down eventually." A hint of worry entered his voice. "You won’t run out of air in 12 hours, will you?"

Again, my voice was strangely calm. "Oh, no, we won’t have to worry about running out of air." Tarantulas started to sigh in relief, and I continued. "You see, in about an hour and 15 minutes anyone left up here will have exploded with the ship. The question of air really won’t matter."

There was dead silence over the radio. A shocked whisper broke it. "What?" I think it might have been Optimus, and I briefly felt angry that he had disobeyed my order to stay out of the house.

"The Vok activated a self-destruct sequence before he fled," I explained calmly. "There are only," I checked again, "an hour and 10 minutes left before this ship is toast."

Crazy Lady coughed weakly behind me. Cat purred softly. Just Insane began to hum quietly. I don’t know who she was trying to comfort more, Crazy Lady or herself.

"Can you--?"

"No," I said. "We’ve been looking, and we can’t stop it." I looked back at my clones, and then back at the computer. "Excuse me a second." I walked over to them, still feeling that eerie calm. Crazy Lady stared up at me in a pain-filled version of that same calm, and Just Insane’s humming faded away as it affected her, too.

"We can’t all get out of here," I said matter-a-factly.

Crazy Lady sadly nodded. "Someone has to stay behind."

Just Insane glanced between us. "But which of us?"

It was strange, but I had never really thought about it. I hadn’t thought that it would ever happen. After all, how many clones have you ever heard of?

One of me would have to die. I knew that, and by knowing that, so did the extensions or copies of me. It was a fact. Rhinox and Tarantulas had already produced a miracle with their work on getting Tim running again. They wouldn’t be able to make another.

So, someone had to stay behind to get blown up. And, with that same calm that seemed so strange, I knew who it was going to be. It was logical, and I saw her acceptance even as all three of me thought the same thoughts with identical brains. If I had been the one chosen, I would have understood, and since I WAS, in a way, her, I knew she understood.

That still didn’t make it any easier to condemn her to die.

I drifted back to the computer, my mind returning from that detached feeling, but still remaining calm. "Tarantulas? Rhinox?"

"Lady Dementia? What are--"

"How much little stuff can you send back and forth between the Earth and this ship without affecting a standard, um, ‘teleport’?" I asked.

Tarantulas sounded confused. "Well, I really don’t know--"

I interrupted him again. "Enough to bring Lusha and Georgia here and back? And," I sent a wistful grin over my shoulder, "a couple gallons of chocolate ice cream?"

Having a goodbye party for myself sounds odd, but that’s what happened. It was the best party I’ve ever been to, though. Sure, there were only three people there (me, Crazy Lady, and Just Insane), but I’ve never been much of a social person anyway. Having three people who understand each other perfectly was indescribable. Sort of like your very best friend plus your fantasy spouse--just people you always wanted to be around.

Besides, there were two other things that made that party great: chocolate ice cream with fudge sauce, and all three of my pets. How many parties have you gone to that they allow pets at? If you haven’t figured it out already, my pets are more important to me than any HUMAN could ever be, and chocolate is a huge part of my diet. Too bad Georgia, Lusha, and Cat couldn’t have chocolate, or it would have been perfect.

Well, that, and not knowing that one of us was going to die soon...

"Mmm, chocolate..." Just Insane’s face was a mess with chocolate ice cream and fudgy smears of sauce. I had forgotten to ask the Beast Warriors to send up spoons with the ice cream, and she had been too impatient to get at the chocolate to wait for me to ask for some.

Come to think of it, so had I. I attempted to wipe the fudge out of my eyebrows while giggling over Just Insane’s similar attempt to get it out of her hair.

Crazy Lady was stifling laughing at my dog’s begging. "This is chocolate, Lusha," she explained gravely to the wide brown eyes that were telling her that their owner hadn’t eaten in six months. "Chocolate’s not good for you." Lusha didn’t care, and she put her paw up on Crazy Lady’s leg, her limpid gaze fixed determinedly on the gallon-sized bucket of chocolate ice cream being held by Crazy Lady’s shaky hands.

Cat and Georgia were giving me and Just Insane the more dignified version of Lusha’s begging: they were demanding.

"Ack!" I brushed Georgia’s fluffy tail out of my face before it stuck to the chocolate sauce and snatched the ice cream away from the sneaky cat. I could have SWORN she had been across the room a moment ago! Just when I thought it was safe to put down my food...

"Hey! Stop that!" Just Insane wailed as His Majesty Thunderbutt managed to climb up onto her shoulders to reach for the ice cream being held above her head. She shrugged her shoulders desperately, and Cat slid back to the floor. "This is getting tiring," she said to me. "These things are heavy!" She settled her gallon of precious ice cream into a more comfortable position.

The computer beeped at us, and I sighed. "What?" I asked grouchily. Of course, then I burped and giggled, so I guess there was no real point in sounding grouchy.

"Lady Dementia, your pets have to come back now in order to give Tim enough time to recharge," Tarantulas said quietly. The Beast Warriors hadn’t been happy when I had told them what was going to happen. Then again, was anyone? Well, besides the stupid Vok.

Crazy Lady and Just Insane exchanged a look when I turned to them. They each pressed a kiss between each of the pets’ ears, and handed them to me. I set the cats down in the etched circle in front of the computer where Rhinox had told me Tim would be able to ‘teleport’ them from, and then told Lusha to ‘sit and stay.’

They gave the mobile plants that I shooed into the circle with them doubtful looks. I couldn’t blame them, but I was going to get SOMETHING from the stupid aliens, even if it was a couple of moving plants.

"Okay, they’re ready," I told whoever was waiting for the signal back on Earth. There was a pretty blue shimmer, and then the circle was empty.

There was a startled yelp from the computer. "What are those?!"

Crazy Lady chuckled nastily, and Just Insane gave her an high five. It had been her idea not to tell the Beast Warriors that we were sending the plants down.

There were panicky background noises coming from the computer, now. "By the Pit..! They’re moving!" "I can see that!" "Somebody catch them!" "I ain’t touchin’ dose things!" "The cats are chasing them!" "No! Don’t let them..." "Too late." "Are cats supposed to eat vegetation?" "I think they’re just playing with them." "Hey, I got ‘em!" "Um, they’re kind of tattered..."

I stopped listening then because I joined my clones in rolling on the floor in hysterical laughter. Trapped in a ship high above the Earth, and I STILL managed to play pranks on the Beast Warriors...

For the remaining half an hour that was left, we talked. What we talked about is really too personal for you to read, so I’m not even going to try to write it down. Some of it made us almost hurt ourselves laughing, some of it made us cry, but when the half an hour was up I had the feeling that things were wrapped up between us.

I still felt regret for what would happen, though.

"Ready?" I asked. "Only three minutes left."

Just Insane and Crazy Lady closed in on me, and we wasted, no, we SPENT another half a minute in a group hug. We had to be careful for Crazy Lady’s ribs.

Finally, Crazy Lady stepped back and wiped her eyes. "Well, enough of this mushy stuff," she said briskly, and we smiled. She grinned back. "I always wanted to go out with a bang," she joked.

Just Insane laughed a bit sadly and grabbed the remaining gallon of chocolate ice cream. Shoving it at her fellow clone, she stuck out her tongue. "No fair. You get to finish the ice cream!"

Crazy Lady giggled at Just Insane’s sulky tone. "Get outta here, you two!"

Just Insane and I stepped into the circle, and I grinned back at Crazy Lady. One of my fondest wishes has always been that when I died I would die laughing. I told Tim to ‘beam us up, Snotty’, and then looked back. "Three men walked into a bar," I started, and I heard the startled laughter of Crazy Lady and Just Insane as the blue shimmer lit up around me and Just Insane.

I felt more than heard Crazy Lady finish our favorite joke. "The fourth guy ducked." It was trite, it was corny, it was guaranteed to get a laugh from us at anytime.

And it did.

Tim's ‘teleport’ almost overloaded it, and something went wrong with the transportation. Nothing serious, but me and Just Insane ended up standing on the opposite side of the plain from our house instead of IN the house. We didn’t mind.

We looked up into the night sky above us, and a pinprick of light bloomed. It happened for just a second, and it probably could have been easy to miss. We wouldn’t have missed it for the world. I almost heard someone saying ‘Mmm, chocolate,’ and laughing as it went...

Just Insane and I stared at each other, and, strangely, all I felt was regret. How do you mourn for yourself when you’re still alive? I’ve heard of a comforting phrase for someone mourning that went, ‘She’s not dead as long as she lives on in your heart," and that seemed fitting. She wasn’t dead, because she was me, and I was still alive.

That didn’t mean we didn’t miss her, though, and Just Insane and I both felt like we had said goodbye to our best friend...who we would never see again, but was still out there somewhere.

The Beast Warriors must have been searching the entire plain, because Megatron stumbled over us about midnight. And I mean literally stumbled over us.

We had been laying down on our backs, watching the sky, when this big THING almost STEPPED on me! Naturally, since I couldn’t see what it was, I scrambled away. When it saw me move, it backed away in startlement and almost stepped on Just Insane. She summersaulted towards me, and I stood up.

"Lady Dementia?" the tall thing said.

That sounded like... "Megatron?" I attempted to see in the dark, but it didn’t work very well. Still, it did look an awful lot like the Predacon when I though about it.

Just Insane stood up behind me. "Hiya, Megs!" she said cheerfully. "Next time, look where you’re walking!"

"Huh? Which of you is Lady Dementia?" Boy, did he ever sound confused...heeheehee...

"Both of us," we said at the same time.

I grinned at the Predacon tyrant. "Remember when you cloned Dinobot?"

He staggered back. "Wha? No..."

*Thud!* Megatron crumpled to the ground.

Just Insane walked over and kicked Megatron. He didn’t move. "Cool! Megs fainted!"

Heeheehee, if that was how MEGATRON reacted, how were the REST of the guys gonna?

Not that badly, it turned out. They only fled screaming into the night when Megatron finally recovered enough to bring us back to the house.

Just Insane was kind enough (or cruel enough) to make Megatron stick around long enough to explain all that had happened while I went to go talk to Tim. I walked into the office to the sound of Megatron complaining about a headache. Transformers don’t get headaches, do they?

"How ya doin’, Tim?" I asked the giant silver computer.

"Systems 75% down," it responded. "Internal repairs continuing."

Not good. "How soon will you be back up?"

"Estimated time: 48 hours."

"Oh. Well, that’s not too bad--"

"*Beep!* Incoming message from HASBRO."

"WHAT?!" HASBRO?! The company that had stuck me out here in the first place?! I gritted my teeth in anger and made myself hiss out, "What do THEY want?"

Tim’s screen changed to show an official letter.

‘Dear Lady Dementia,

The Vok have requested that you be removed from the

planet Earth along with the Beast Warriors. They are

currently refusing to continue to rent the planet out to

HASBRO until you are removed and sent back to your

dimension. The fate of the Beast Warriors is unknown.

HASBRO is gravely considering the Vok’s demands. If a

compromise is not found, you will be brought back.

Have a nice day.

HASBRO.’

Oh, this was just GREAT.

I found Just Insane feeding fish food to Depth Charge the mini-manta ray. I could hear a tiny shriek of startled horror as he saw both of us looking at him, and then he hid behind the plastic plant in the fish tank.

That reminded me, where were the mobile plants from the Vok ship..?

My cats went by playfully chasing a giant moving cucumber-shaped plant that moved using it’s slightly battered vines.

Oh. That thing was pretty fast for vegetation.

Anyway, I explained everything to my clone, and we jointly decided that we weren’t going to do anything until we FINALLY got a good night’s sleep. The rest of the universe could wait while we slept. It owed us that much!

Yeah, right. We should have known better...

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