Chapter 9

Harper crawled through the ducts of the Andromeda. He was trying to get to an area where the Andromeda claimed she had a leak and that could only be fixed manually. Finding the leak, he proceeded in fixing it. Done, he started to crawl away again, when an awful smell reached him.

"Aw, what is that smell???" he said to himself, getting out of the duct as quickly as possible.

As soon as he was out, he started toward Dylan's quarters. It was early in the morning, and he assumed that he was still in his room.

When he reached it he knocked on the door. "Dylan!" he called loudly "DYLAN! I have a report to make!" He could hear muffled sounds of someone waking up. He chuckled to himself. It was beyond him how someone could bare to sleep in when there was so much time in a day. He found it quite fun to do this when he had a sort-of excuse.

"Ugh. What is it Harper? I hope you have a good excuse for waking me up at 4 AM!" Dylan called through the door. It was beyond him how someone could bare to wake up so damn early when there was so much time in a day.

"I have an excuse. You know I would never wake you up for no reason..." said Harper.

"Out with it. I have to go back to sleep,"

"Oh, there's just a smell in the ducts is all," he said laughing at the success of his trick.

This caught Dylan's attention. "Harper, stay where you are for a minute. Where were you when you smelled it?" he asked

"Um, over by the cargo hold. Why?" he said

There was silence from the room.

"Dylan, are you still alive in there??"

"Yes Harper. Thank you for your report,"

Harper shrugged and walked off, wondering what had gotten into Dylan. Perhaps his trick wasn't so successful after all.

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