“I shall be known as Star Child Two,” said the orb.
“Should it be ‘the orb’ or ‘The Orb’?” I asked, really wanting to know.
It thought for a moment and then starting waving around its tiny T-Rex arms.
“Did you not hear what I said?”
“Well, I did but……”
“CALL ME STAR CHILD TWO!” it yelled in its tiny, squeaky voice.
“How about SCT? I like shortening things.”
A bolt of lightning shot from it’s tiny arms and zapped the HR lady right between the eyes.
“OW!” she screamed and fell down dead.
More ripping, she tore herself out, blah, blah, blah, she was smaller than before and there you have it.
“Fine, fine, fine. Star Child Two it shall be. Say, are your legs as tiny as your arms?”
It was silent for a moment.
Then…..
“Who do you think I am? Bob?”
More silence.
Then we got it.
Lots of laughter ensued.
“Star Child Two, you are one funny……..Star Child!” I exclaimed loudly between the laughter fits.
We finally calmed down.
“I must lick your head,” said Star Child Two.
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