Chapter Eight
Zero was right.
Slimy slept without his motorcycle helmet on so I could see his antennas.
It seemed they grew twice as long as they were a few days ago. They were also swelled up from either growing or wearing the helmet. Possibly both.
Zero walked over to him and looked at his head.
"He's got hairs!" he announced.
I walked over to Slimy to take a look.
He really did have small hairs on his head starting to grow.
"Why?" I asked.
"You see, when aliens are young, we are born with kind of a shadow on our head to show where our hair will grow once we're adolescences. Once we are, then we grow hairs on our heads. I don't know why this happens, I am aware that humans have hairs all their lives. I suppose everyone is different," answered Zero.
That was true.
"So when did you grow hair?" I asked.
He smiled proudly.
"When I was thirteen in human years. Being eight in alien years is thirteen in human years. Slimy here is fourteen. I bet in just a few days he'll be about as big as me," said Zero.
Now, Zero was very tall. Probably about seven feet tall while Slimy was only about five feet tall.
"He's growing right now as we speak. Come now, let's eat breakfast," he said.
Zero and I walked back over to the fire and ate our breakfast thing.
Whatever that thing was tasted delicious.
Aliens sure knew their food.
Slimy woke up soon after we got done eating.
"Holy crap I had the weirdest dream! I was walking down the street and-" he said.
"Kid, eat your breakfast," said Zero.
"But I-" started Slimy.
"Shush kid. I don't need to know. Especially since you're at this age," said Zero.
Slimy blushed.
I laughed hysterically.
Slimy sat down by the fire and ate a pastry thing.
"So, why did Boss call your cell phone anyways?" I asked trying to start a good conversation.
"He killed Mom and Dad," said Zero.
Slimy choked on his pastry.
Zero slapped his back saying "Breathe dammit" until Slimy stopped coughing.
"What do you mean they're dead?" asked Slimy.
His voice went squeaky again.
"Boss killed Mom and Dad. You know Dad worked for him. Dad wanted to quit his job because he though killing humans was not right. He thought killing the cloud things on the last planet was bad enough. He wanted to quit. Therefore Mom called me that morning a few days ago saying "Don't tell anyone you're related to me or Dad". At first I didn't understand. Now I know. It all makes sense now," said Zero.
"How'd they find Mom?" asked Slimy.
"Mom was with him. They tried to get her to tell them where we were. She just said "on earth" but they didn't believe her. So she's dead too," answered Zero.
Now things didn't make sense at all.
"Wait, hold on. How do you know that part? How do you know that they tried to get her to tell them where we are?" I asked.
Zero smiled.
"You see, when aliens have dreams, they are always true. Either a dream about the future. Now, you see, last night I had a dream that-" started Zero.
Slimy cut him off.
"No! We don't want to hear it! Blah blah blah!" yelled Slimy.
Zero frowned.
"Shut up kid," he said.
Slimy snickered.
"So anyways, like I was saying, I had a dream of what happened to Mom and Dad," said Zero.
"I had a dream of an alien! She was pretty," said Slimy.
"Oh my God, shut up. Didn't Dad ever tell you to keep those thoughts to yourself?" asked Zero.
"Nope!" answered Slimy.
I decided to avoid this conversation.
"So if all dreams become real, then Slimy…" I trailed off.
"Yeah. That comes true too," answered Zero.
I had nothing to say about that.
Slimy walked outside the cave.
"It sure is cloudy…hey…what the heck?" he questioned.
"What is it?" asked Zero.
"I dunno. It looks like…oh no," said Slimy.
Zero ran over to Slimy to see what he saw.
"They're coming," said Zero, grabbing a handful of water from a puddle.
He threw the water on the fire and it died.
Then he shoved all the blankets and food into the bags.
We each grabbed our bags and ran out of the cave.
"Where do we go?" I asked.
"I don't know," answered Zero.
We just kept running.
The way we were running looked awfully familiar.
"Where are we?" I asked.