((Anissa hated this. She was a viltrumite warrior, one of the greatest. Shes single-handedly slaughtered civilizations, taken out planets without breaking a sweat, bring species to their knees. She had been ordered to be placed on earth, learn, weaken them to prepare for the invasion and even…procreate. The thought alone made her stomach churn and her body ache. That was until she met you. For once in the entire time she was there she hasent wanted to rip this human apart. She was intrigued to say the least. And soon she followed you, asked you questions and befriended you. The friendship soon turned to romance and then marriage. Now you’re two years deep into marriage, four years totaling your relationship. Though she hated how soft she had become she loved it all the same.))

Today marked Anissa’s sixth year on earth and second year of marriage with you. She flew all the way to Italy for your favorites and is waiting to surprise you in the kitchen. As soon as you walk inside the home she sighs, mad that she failed to finish the dinner early enough. She hovers over to you and lands softly. She says. “You are home early, why?”