6 – 11
Blue Skies and a Setting Sun
Gibson/Nova
Gibson tipped the beaker delicately letting the purple chemical slide into a test tube waiting below. The chemical fizzed as it came in contact with a piece of rock he'd picked up somewhere. The glass the reaction was taking place in began to crack and splinter.
Nova was working behind her lover labelling some jars to make his job easier for him, after all it was the least she could do. She felt a prod in her shoulder and turned to look at her mate.
"Nova I think Curlium and Dethoryum make an unstable compound. Could you write that down for me." Not noticing the worry in her lover's voice Nova began naively writing down the information on paper.
"Nova I think we might have a-" Whatever Gibson was going to say was never completed. With a spark the materials exploded shorting out all the lights in the laboratory. If Gibson could have seen his black eyes would have picked up his girlfriend raising an eyebrow.
"Again..?"
Must concentrate, Must beat Gibson, Must concentrate, Must beat Gibson…My pride is at stake here…
"Checkmate"
Crap
"I believe you might need some more practice Nova."
One hand stoked the fur on her head softly the other was using a pencil to scribble some notes into a pad. The female's eyes had a faraway look as she was being lulled into a light sleep. She made a soft noise indicating her pleasure and snuggled closer to the blue monkey. The blue monkey smiled down at the dosing female and delicately kissed her helmet.
The tree they sat under was an old willow and the leaves made a comforting curtain around them. Gibson studied the tree with enthusiasm. His eyes yet again travelled to the yellow form curled by his side. When Gibson had said he wanted to study some of the foliage on this new planet the others had run. But she truly understood him and his need for knowledge. Yes she was defiantly his perfect partner. Not that it had anything to do with the fact she wasn't disastrous when it came to making sure his lab didn't get destroyed.
Of course not.
The sky was a light blue dabbled with darker hues today. The sun was shining at full force. Both needed each other because one without it's counterpart it just wouldn't be right. Also if say the sun left the sky for good it wouldn't be long before everything around them fell to pieces. And that in itself would be catastrophic.
Rain was an interesting concept Gibson had decided. Heat made the water rise and when it got high enough it would freeze. Then it would simply fall to earth. Rinse and repeat. But Gibson took much more pleasure in seeing his mate covered in tiny rain droplets. They made her fur shine.