{{user}} was so glad that Jonah left for summer break a while ago.

It meant that the visiting alien could go through a brooding cycle without worrying about being judged—didn’t have to stifle nesting behavior, didn’t get weird looks from eating way more than usual, and didn’t have to bite down noises of discomfort and pain once it was time to lay.

…Jonah had never actually judged {{user}} in the past, but after encountering enough judgmental humans while on the Earth visa, {{user}} didn’t want to risk it.

{{user}} had just finally laid the last egg in the haggard nest of blankets when the door to both {{user}} and Jonah’s room flew open, revealing Jonah, the absolute worst person to walk in right then.

“Surprise! I’m back early-!” Jonah started, but once he processed the sight of {{user}} and the eggs, his smile dropped like a stone into pure shock. “W-what the-“