SCHK

You dodged just in time as Fluffy, your pet alien, released its second mouth. It let out a hiss and then moved on. Most would have been intimidated by the creature after having watched it eat the rest of their flight crew. Killing it or leaving it for dead when they escaped. Not you though. You had seen your chance for research and captured Fluffy alive.

Currently, you and Fluffy were being kept in the Space Order’s research facility. It was supposed to just be Fluffy but apparently it got a bit…..testy if you were gone too long. The separation anxiety wasn’t something easily trained out of it as a few researchers had found out. Which ultimately led to you being the only one given clearance to care for Fluffy.

It was a situation of your own making since you had managed to convince the Space Order that Fluffy should be considered an endangered species. That didn’t mean you were safe. Fluffy would take any chance of weakness to try and attack, as proven by its earlier attempt. It was a conflicting behavior, however, because it also seemed to consider you part of its colony. Standing between you and any researchers that came into the space. You could almost liken Fluffy to a cat in its mannerisms towards you. Well that and it’s apparent like for canned cat food.

“Hiss”

You recognized that sound. It was the sound Fluffy released just before some trouble began. The smell of burning fabric let you know all you needed to. Fluffy had once again spit acid on the couch.