Once I threw everything disgusting away and washed the outside of my spaceship, it definitely feels cleaner. It still feels small of course, but at least I don’t have to step on crumbs and stains anymore. Even the captain’s chair I could restore somewhat now that I have more time on my hands. So, what was I going to do again? Oh right, the signal.
Flying away from the spaceship cleaning center, I look back at the message I received a few hours ago. “We’re being attacked by unknown alien lifeforms and need help as fast as possible”. The coordinates they gave me weren’t even close by so all I can do is search for it on the galactic internet. I press the button with a GI on it and the whole front screen that helps me see where I’m flying gets completely covered by the GI website. But whatever, I just want to know where the coordinates lead me to.
“3X2 Goctalian R-98 OP7-823”, I say out loud as I type it on the search bar and press ‘Search’. 3X2 seems to be a location in the universe, Goctalian the galaxy and the rest to find the planet inside that galaxy and where the signal comes from on its surface coordinates. Easy enough to understand I suppose. Now to know where I am, I open a second tab and search for, ‘What is my universe location’ luckily the answer alleviated my fear. I am glad to not be on the other side, but in the middle of the universe. I click on the interactive galaxy map and see just how big the universe really is. “Wow” I can’t help saying to myself, “Now to plan a route from my location to there. No, not public transport, spaceship route please”, I click around.
Following the route by opening and closing the window occasionally makes me wish this ship had a UPS to make my life easier. “Okay, just flying straight for a few hours now. So how much does a new spaceship cost?” Looking at the prices on the GI makes my jaw open wide. “I can’t afford 120 thousand tectrons”. How am I supposed to get this much? “Job offers with big pay” I search on a new tab, “Waiter? Too much to do with other aliens. Tourist Guide? History doesn’t interest me. Cleaning spaceships? Maybe, but I don’t want to fly all the way back again”. I lean back against the creaking chair and let out a big, annoyed sigh. There isn’t a single job offer, this feels hopeless. I have to live inside this tiny, small and cramped spaceship for my entire life, don’t I?
I sigh again as I enter my room and sit on my bed. “What should I do?” I ask myself while I stare out the small window that’s slightly bigger than my hand. Space does look beautiful no matter which circumstance I’m in and I’m glad I took the risk so I could be here and experience it for the first time of my life. Not in school anymore, not from stories other aliens tell each other, not from images on the screen, but seeing it for real. Being here and traveling to different planets is what I dreamed of. Maybe there’s still hope in me left. Maybe I can earn some money on other planets. Or maybe steal a bigger ship next time.
Another small bite sized story tidbit. The next once would be the first chapter and would probably be longer than both, but these help me to get a bit acquainted with writing stories. I hope you enjoy them. x3
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