~*~ Previously published in DysFictional 3 and WPaD’s Goin’ Extinct Too ~*~
“Are we there yet?”
“No.”
“How much farther?”
“I don’t know.”
“I’m bored. Can’t we stop somewhere?”
“Will you stop harassing me? We will get there when we get there.”
“Don’t yell at the children, Dax. They’re just restless. They’ve been cooped up in this vehicle for ages. Can’t we find a place to stop so they can get some exercise?” Sky said.
“Where would you suggest?”
“I’m sure there’s someplace suitable around here. How about that place?”
“What if it’s no good?”
“There’s only one way to find out. Scan it.”
Dax entered the coordinates into the computer and read the results.
“Sounds ok, but might be some kind of tourist trap.”
“Well, we’re tourists, so it sounds perfect.”
Dax sighed. “I guess it wouldn’t…
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