Ivan opens his eyes to the sound of scraping. He sits up and his head swims not knowing how to handle waking on the Earth's surface. Accidentally he opens all four eyes and hisses as his more sensitive two are nearly blinded by earthen light. He shuts them hard and covers them with his hands for good measure. His other eyes he leaves open to blink hard at the ground a few times to clear his vision. Finally he looks up to N.A.T. leaning casually against the barn door. Ivan tilts his head to the side and the door jiggles harshly from something trying to enter.

"Entrance?" The robot asks in a seething voice. Ivan nods his head, not sure what he is granting entrance too. N.A.T. shrugs and moves, the barn door moving open to the human from the night before, looking a little out of breath.

"Dude if I knew the door got stuck I would have warned you." Alfred rubs the back of their head awkwardly and Ivan giggles shortly. He sends a knowing look to his mechanic.

"You sleep okay in here?" The human strides forward making Ivan tense. The human sits in front of him like they've done so thousands of times before. They smile at Ivan expectantly, waiting for an answer. Ivan glances down and nods once.

"Yes, softer than I'm used to." To that the human sticks their tongue out. Before they can respond the little bots come bursting out of the hay and huddle around Ivan. He looks up to K.A.T. looking miffed on the screen.

"They almost broke something," The face says. Ivan 'hmms' in thought. If the robots broke something then he'd have to repay the human somehow. Alfred surprises him by laughing, making Ivan give them a incredulous look.

"This place is old, I'm happy the roof didn't cave in," Ivan is still stuck on the laughter. His own people laugh sure, but nothing as loud and boisterous as what just came from the human. He's almost curious to see what else they do.

"Fix," N.A.T. says seriously. Ivan nods his head to the robot's word. Even if 'defective', his mechanic can fix anything. Something he is very thankful for.

"So what are your guys's names?" Alfred focuses on the robots and the three little ones hide behind N.A.T.. Ivan sighs and stands, wiggling his back to get out the bodily kinks.

"This is N.A.T. and K.A.T.," He gestures to them and the human stands now too, smiling still. K.A.T. smiles warmly but N.A.T. turns their head away, letting their hair float around their shoulders.

"Gnat and cat, cool. Bugs and animals," The human holds their hand out and N.A.T. hisses at it. Alfred jerks away, pouting slightly.

"Are you sure she's not the cat?" They ask making Ivan smile. He finds his scanner in the hay, pulling out the proper files to show Alfred what he means.

"Not animal, robot. K.A.T." On the screen is the ship in the corner, a small part of it highlighted in black near the frontal controls. Enlarged on the screen is the A.I. main base and next to it is a picture of K.A.T.'s face. Rounder than most and all four eyes open with an inviting smile.

"What does K-A-T stand for?" Alfred points to the lettering and Ivan hums.

"Keplitive Axial Transportation, star exploration vehicle." Ivan explains walking to the barn door. He feels huddled as the others follow after him. He glances over his shoulder at them, taking in the different expressions each one carries. He continues on anyway, bringing up a new diagram of N.A.T. on the screen.

"N.A.T. stands for Neplitive Automatic Technician," He hands the scanner to the human, watching as they hold it close to their chest to not drop it, eyes roaming over the screen with intense curiosity. Ivan pauses in his walk back to the ship, turning his head to a contraption next to the barn that hadn't been there the night before.

"What is that?" He asks pointing to the odd looking ship.

"Huh?" Alfred blinks up at him, then makes a quick 'oh' noise once they see where Ivan is pointing.

"I didn't know if it would help or not?" The human hands back the scanner, walking to the object. Ivan follows this time, his own curiosity coming through.

"What is it?" He asks, tapping a finger to the metal exterior. Alfred laughs.

"It's a truck," They explain with their arms open wide. Ivan blinks at them and he hears N.A.T. scoff.

"Pathetic," The robot says. Ivan smiles at the thought.

"What does it stand for?" He stands up straight, waiting for an answer. Alfred shrinks, furrowing their brows behind the clear object on their face, something he knows human's wear to correct vision. Ivan tilts his head as Alfred thinks. Suddenly the human raises their head with an accomplished smile.

"Technicians really underestimate crazy kids. I was wondering if your ship would fit in the back so we can move it here?" Alfred nods at the back of the contraption. Ivan shakes his head, the acronym not fully registering in his head. He walks to the tail end, carefully angling his scanner to collect data on the.. truck.

He taps the back end, wondering if it could fit the ship. It would make transporting it easier. He holds up his scanner, to gauge to the size difference. He smiles when he sees the ship could fit on the back end, if only barely.

"It could," He says and the human lets out a happy noise, pulling out a small silver object. They open one of the doors to the vehicle and hops in. They smile at Ivan from the interior. Ivan tilts his head to the side, especially when Alfred laughs at him.

"Get in!" The human practically shouts. Ivan jerks and climbs in the back, hoisting up his robots as he does so. He holds onto K.A.T.'s robotic hand so she doesn't fall off. The little bots make startled chirping noises when the vehicle rumbles into action. Ivan grips the side of it tightly when it starts to move. The air flutters against his hair and he's stuck staring as the trees move around him. It's almost like flying his ship, but not quite. This is open. Exposed.

When they get to where the ship is, after getting a little lost since Alfred couldn't remember or see, Ivan's scanner lead him to where they kept it hidden, K.A.T. is the first to it, slipping inside somehow and turning the invisibility half off at Ivan's request.

"This way if seen, not so knowing," He says to Alfred when they question why. The human makes another 'oh' noise and nods their head. Ivan walks to the ship, placing a hand on it and K.A.T. appears on the front shield.

"Give it some energy to make lifting it easier," He commands. K.A.T. nods their head and disappears and the ship hums in life. N.A.T. is near the damaged side, their hair shifting around them and coating their hands, making them bigger and flatter to be able to hold more of the ship up. Ivan goes to a different part, raising an eyebrow when Alfred takes a spot near him. The human smiles and Ivan tilts his head.

"On three?" Alfred asks and Ivan still can't get over the idea of the human so willing to help.

"Three," N.A.T. calls loudly. Ivan jolts out of his trance and heaves up the ship, easier with help. They walk to the back of the truck, taking small instructions from the little bots at their feet, telling them when a tangled branch is in their way. The hardest part is getting the ship high enough to sit in the back of the truck. N.A.T. manages though, grunting slightly and expanding the metal over their hands.

Alfred walks up to them after it's settled on the truck, their eyes wide and excited. N.A.T. shies away from the look.

"That's so cool!" Alfred muses in their face. N.A.T. groans softly in annoyance much to Ivan's amusement.

"Thank," Is what his technicians says. Alfred laughs loudly and goes to the front of the truck. The little bots are safely inside the ship with K.A.T.'s mainframe as well. N.A.T. takes a spot on the back of the truck, holding onto the ship and the truck to maybe hold it in place just in case some risky turn is made. Ivan swallows any concern and sits in the spot next to Alfred in the front frame of the vehicle.

"So where are you from?" Alfred glances to him when they start to move away from the landing site. Ivan plays with his fingers, his scanner in his lap.

"Planet called Explitive. Star system 12," Ivan closes his eyes to listen to the sounds of the trees rustling by and the wind blowing in his hearing holes. It's silent as the human says nothing.

"What star system is Earth in?" Ivan smiles at the question not fully knowing why he does.

"54," He tells Alfred. He opens his eyes, watching as the trees pass him, his gills frilling up in the oxygen they receive.

"How long did it take you to get here?" Alfred maneuvers around a tree in his path. Ivan taps his fingers to his scanner, bringing up the log dates.

"According to your time scale, one year and four months," He clicks a few of his written logs, skimming through them and smiling to himself at the childish language of boredom he talks about.

"What's your time scale?" Alfred stops in front of the barn, pulling out the small silver piece from the truck, shutting down the machine. Ivan scrunches up his brows to the thought, getting out of the strange ship. He makes the calculation in his head as they move the ship into the barn. N.A.T. starts working on the wing as soon as there is access. The little bots are staying out of the way, not after the technician clawed at T. for being too close.

"Slower than yours. For every one of your years, it's nearly eight months for me." Ivan messes with his scanner, typing out a new log for himself to keep his sanity in check. Alfred rocks back and forth on their feet in front of him.

"So how old are you?" Ivan raises an eyebrow to the question but does not spare a glance at the human.

"In your terms, around twenty... six? If my math is accurate." Ivan brings up the main scanner, walking over to his ship's damaged wing, scanning the mess for N.A.T. to see the issues specifically.

"I'm 22, still in college, did you go to school?" Ivan stops and looks up, registering the age and the term used. College, if he recalls correctly, is a human education system. He hums in thought.

"Considering, this is like a final test for me," He brings up the readings and shows them to his technician. N.A.T. makes an annoyed clicking noise, turning their eyes back to the repairs.

"Final test? What do you have to do?" Ivan shuffles away from the damaged side to the entrance where the little bots are inside with K.A.T. checking electronic systems from the mainframe. Ivan glances over his shoulder at Alfred following him. He stares at the human, them seeming unaware of the insistent questions they are asking. He faces them, putting his scanner down.

"Why do you ask so much?" Ivan tilts his head to the side. The human sputters out a laugh smiling up at him.

"Because you're an alien and you come from a totally different place than me. This is so cool!" The human steps closer, throwing their hands up, making Ivan lean back to not be hit. Alfred laughs again.

"So why are you here?" Ivan looks away from them, not wanting to see the bright smile directed his way. He sees his little robots running in circles in the ship, all screeching when they run into each other and fall down.

"I have a mission," Ivan hoists himself up into the ship, carefully lifting one of his little bots up and settling them back on their wheels.

"Whaaat missions is that?" Ivan hums, glancing back at the human leaning on their elbows on the edge of his ship. He goes the frontal controls, pressing a few buttons and pulling up the full missions log.

"I'm to collect data on Earth's elemental systems." Ivan gestures to the blocks on the screen detailing what his own people have gathered before hand.

"Is that the periodic table?" Ivan narrows his eyes, then jerks back when he looks at Alfred, now fully on his ship and standing next to him. He blinks wide eyed at the human way in his space. Alfred is staring at the screen with wide eyes.

"That's totally the periodic table," Alfred puts a hand to their face and laughs. Ivan is not sure why. The elements Alfred has on their planet are different than the ones he has on his. Ivan scowls at the ground. He didn't really want this human in all of his business, a little late for that. Alfred has that kind of innocence that makes him feel open, kind of like K.A.T. Maybe this human can be of use to him. Alfred does have better knowledge of where they live than-

"WHOA," Ivan flinches to the sudden loudness, opening all of his eyes in the shock. Alfred is in his face, but they are not looking at his face. He clasps his hands around his neck tightly to stop Alfred's prying eyes.

"Why do you have gills?!" Alfred's eyes are wide as saucers that somehow get wider when they look to his face. Ivan shuts his sensitive eyes quickly, angling his body to hide it from the human before they can ask anything else about him. The momentary oogling has his lesser heart pounding, at the closeness or the questions he's not sure. He gains the courage to turn and put his hand's on Alfred's shoulders to push them back to give himself some room.

"So I can breathe?" Ivan doesn't get the question, squeaking as he answers. Alfred doesn't seem to get the answer either. They open their mouth as if to say something then stop looking to the ground. It's awkwardly silent between them as they shuffle their feet.

"Do you have lungs?" Sighing, Ivan turns back to his main panel, barely taking an earth second to debate his actions before pulling up his own self scan. It'll be easier to show the curious human over telling them. Plus they won't be staring right at him this way. Ivan steps back and watches as Alfred looks at the x-ray. He tilts his head to the side, slightly enjoying the willingness to know about him after the initial invasion to space.

"Why do you want to know so much?" Ivan asks quietly. Alfred takes a moment, dragging their eyes away from the screen. He knows they already asked why but it seems ridiculous for Alfred to care, if they really do.

"How did you find us in the trees?" Ivan plays with the hem of his shirt, not having gone through a cleaning yet, worried his ship wouldn't be able to handle the energy.

"I was watching through my telescope and-"

"Telescope?" Ivan's head snaps up, suddenly very nervous. Alfred looks down sheepishly and Ivan strides forward. He taps at the panel, checking the telescopes surrounding earth in their outer solar panels. He runs through their video feeds, going far as to triple check them, wondering how on earth Alfred saw them. If other human's saw them they are in much more trouble than he thought. His mission might be compromised before it even really begins.

"Not one of those," Alfred whispers to him. Ivan freezes.

"It's my own one, really small. I was bored looking at the sky," Alfred steps into his peripheral vision, a sheepish expression on their face. Slowly Ivan remembers to breathe.

"Do you look at the sky often?" He faces the human and they nod, smiling mostly to themselves.

"I've always liked space. It's really interesting. I've always believed in Aliens and.." Alfred trails off now smiling up at him. Ivan blinks down at them and slowly a smile of his own spreads across his face.

"Perhaps you could help me?" Ivan asks them and for some reason, he doesn't think he'll ever get tired of seeing the human's face light up.