The soft glow filled the corner of the room

? I'd wished on star for a boyfriend. It'd been granted, but my new BF was a shooting star. A glowy rock. Hot, literally and metaphorically. He stood in the corner of my room,

likely because I'd cornered him. I said, "Beau from above, may our every embrace titillate the bards." He skipped by me and hopped onto the bed. My rock collection orbited him like

peas in a blender. Surfacing from a passionate clinch, I asked, "Do you have any protection?" My astral beau looked puzzled. "Yes, invisible Zlotans from the planet Fnaargh shadow

ing overhead will protect us from any nefarious aliens." Good enough for me! My Zlotan lover & I wrestled in the moonlight 'til dawn. We had no regrets, but 9 months later, we had

a lot of little Zloty larvae to feed. This is easy on the overpopulated Zlotan homeworld but parenting turned out to be a challenge on Earth since our half human Zloty brood needed

so much attention. Human Zloty are so needy.

Golden Zloty were far better to have, but harder to find among the wreckage of civilization. It was long overdue, everyone admitted. The news anchors were shaken so much that they

could barely keep the ships in one place. "I know society has ended, Randy" Shouted Temmie, "But you can't go around shaking anchors." Randy apologized by completing an Olympic

swimming pool-sized embroidered pillow which read: "Sorry about the anchors". Temmie made a postage-stamp sized one which read "Apology NOT accepted. F.U." War was immanent.