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Ancient Relics Gather Dust
by Meana
meana_fic@yahoo.ca
"What is that?" Trance asked curiously as she poked at the funny object.
"It's a snorkel," Harper snorted.
"Oh? What's it for?"
"I'm not sure. It's some old Earth thing - I think you throw it." So saying, Harper sent it soaring across the room. It hit Tyr in the chest, and Harper gulped. "Bye," he said, and made for the door just in time to hear Tyr roar his name.
Trance giggled as the larger male took off after the engineer. "Silly creatures," she murmured as she picked the snorkel up and put it in a nearby storage cupboard, where it sat gathering dust for many years to come.
The End.
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