Funny Space Novels & Stories

Lucas looked at the dozens of Wild Bull Dark Races in front of him and said, "Is there anything funny about this?" A Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Wild Bull said to Lucas, "Human, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. Don't you think it's funny!?" ...

One such area was space exploration. Luna's teachings inspired a paradigm shift in the way space agencies approached their missions. The Luna Space Exploration Initiative was launched, aiming to foster adaptability in the realm of space travel and colonization. Astronauts were trained to adapt to the harsh conditions of space and develop innovative solutions to unforeseen challenges. Lunar colonies were established, serving as testbeds for sustainable living and resource management in extraterrestrial environments.

“I am?” “Yeah. He was always an overachiever. Got bored all the fuc—” I cleared my throat. “Got bored all the time. Used to get into a lot of crap. Hacked into NASA one time.” I tapped my nose. “Don’t tell your mom. I told her Conor didn’t manage to gain access to it.” Shay’s mouth rounded. “Huh? NASA? Like the space agency?” Laughing, I told him, “Only one space agency in the U.S., isn’t there?”

Even Cassidy and Holly were trying to disappear into the wall. That was when Connor seem to realize what was happening. He forced a smile and came over to me. "Sophia. I was wrong. Tara fooled me too. Don't hold this against me. "If she hadn't used the deepfake, if it hadn't been so realistic, do you really think I would've believed it? I still love you. Let's get back together. Please." I let out a cold laugh and slapped him. "That's what you owed me. "Now get lost. Who do you think you are?"

All of them were the living memory of what this pack is. The space between the moons. She had read about it in the first notebook, the first year Ivory Voss was in the territory. The space between the moons is not nothing. It is, in fact, where we live. She had read it many times. She understood it now in the way she understood things that had been true before she named them. The space between the moons was not the dramatic arc. The space between the moons was not the peak of the thing or the arrival of the thing or the naming of the thing.

Gerald could not stand the change in the trend of people complimenting him in the comment section. Gerald's comment barely appeared on the screen when a digital bunny suddenly seemed to have escaped its den and kept pushing out more notifications. [My Dear sent a Super Spaceship!] [My Dear sent a Super Spaceship!] [My Dear sent a Super Spaceship!] [My Dear sent a Super Spaceship!] [My Dear sent a Super Spaceship!] … [My Dear sent a Super Spaceship!] "F*ck! F*ck! F*ck…" David blurted without much thought when My Dear sent the fifth Super Spaceship.

He looked as if he was going to be launched into space. “I see they’re sending monkeys into space again,” I commented as he walked into my assigned room. “Really?” he responded with surprise. It was only when I lifted my eyebrow at him that he realised I was teasing him and he grinned. “At least your sexy robe hasn’t robbed you of your sense of humour,” he laughed. I sighed and leaned back against the pillow on my hospital bed, closing my eyes. “I’m surprised I have any humour left in me after what Nico and I have seen.”

She had to check in her space to see if her theory was right. “My space” Mira thought as she lazily laid in Jack’s embrace. The next second, she was standing in her space. She noted that the dead rabbit from earlier was lying still a few yards away from her. It looked like it had just been killed. The basket of mushrooms still looked fresh. She realized that things didn’t get spoiled in space.

Being with her often meant waiting at the edge of whatever current she was caught in until she circled back. Usually I didn’t mind. Today I did. By lunch, the cafeteria was louder than ever, full of overlapping conversations and the clatter of trays. Leonard was explaining, with suspicious passion, why all science fiction films mishandled orbital mechanics. Tara was pretending to care while stealing from everyone’s plates. “I’m serious,” Leonard said. “They keep treating space like air.” “Maybe space should try harder to be user friendly,” Tara said. “You’re both exhausting,” I muttered. “Clair not joining us?” Tara asked.