Space Riders Smiling Critters Novels & Stories

The Hunters were panting heavily after the fight but they all smiled at each other. “Hey, no time to waste here!” Yuki shouted at them. The boys turned around and quickly made their way to the raptors. “Can they carry all of us?” Matthew asked. “I already buffed them, we should at least be able to get to a safe place.” Mira said. “Okay.” Matthew said while he got on, the others too. Clearly the raptors could not support all of them by space, so they had to really sit tight to each other. Some of them had to squeeze to make space. Some might say that ‘something accidentally’ happened.

she said nervously. “Dude, I love Pikachu and Grumpy Bear,” Asher smiled hugely. “I don’t know the other ones sorry, but I think it’s cool you have a dragon.” “That Spite,” She smiled shyly. “That’s Twilight Sparkle’s little dragon buddy Spike,” Jasmine smiled as she came into the room with a couple of backpacks. “I just need to get the meds from the kitchen, and I think we have everything for the night. Clothes, toothbrushes, brushes, her blanket…” She trailed off thinking. “Oh, I need to get her favorite cup also. Sweetie, why don’t you give me all your buddies and go get a couple of your movies? Daemon, Asher, and Lucian don’t have your movies at their place.”

She said, “It is too bad we don’t have popcorn. “But we have energy-pills,” Ruza said, popping one into her mouth and handing another one to Vivian. Vivian looked at it with distaste before putting it into her mouth, “Wish we had a way to get real food in space.” “Vivi..” “Hmmm…” “Will you promise me something?” “What?” She said, eyeing Ruza suspiciously. “ Promise me that you won’t do anything reckless. You will return quietly if Mr. Dixon doesn’t permit us to land.”

The delivery kid handed me the boxes like he was delivering a peace offering to a dangerous warlord. “Good luck,” he muttered before fleeing. The boys tore into the pizza like they’d been starved for days. Within minutes, cheese strings dangled from the furniture, pepperoni adorned the TV remote, and someone had invented a game called “who can fit the most olives in their mouth.” (Max won with ten. We have it on video.) 7:30 p.m. Movie time. I put on Space Pals 2: Return of the Astro Hamsters, a wholesome animated film with talking rodents and zero violence. It lasted approximately six minutes before the boys got bored and demanded something scarier.

I grinned and excused myself to go and clean up. Once in my room, there was a gift sitting on my bed. I went over and opened it. It was a small framed portrait of what looked like a great black horse with wings, and it had a head like the cross of a seahorse and dragon, the mane and tail looked feathery, but I wouldn’t know until I was to see one. The animal was magnificent. The card read, 'One day I will take you for a ride on my tayren. That is what the flying animals are called on our worlds. Hope we can be friends.'

Libia was jumping up and down in excitement. "All you care about are rewards, don't forget we have a mission to do. Let's set out immediately," Krisan scolded the group who were reveling in a feeling of bliss. They put their game faces back on and everyone took out their bikes, hopped on, and was about to take to the skies. "Wait! didn't the Moon Ape come from underground somewhere over there?"

From a few aisles away, she heard Adrian’s voice, soft and patient. “Nope, I think that one's about space. You want the one with the dragons, right?” Nora giggled. “Yeah! Dragons eat way more than astronauts.” “I’m not so sure about that,” he replied, pretending to be serious. “Astronauts like to snack a lot.” Amelia grinned to herself, hugging the journal to her chest. She found them sitting on the floor, Nora with her legs crossed and Adrian crouched beside her, holding up a book that had a dragon on the cover.

Miles said. “And I love putting glitter on my drawings—“ “And I’m going to be an astronaut!” Miles exclaimed, tossing his hands up in the air. I chuckled. “It’s your fault for making them watch The Little Prince,” Adam joked. Mabel went on chattering with Mama, “And I’m going to carry pink daisies into space!” “And I’m going to build a rocket ship,” Miles said.

Her eyebrows raise as they stop in front of her and sniff the air. She giggles softly as she holds her hand out and they sniff her. She asks, “What kind of critter is this?” I chuckle as they crawl up her hand and say, “They’re called sugar gliders. They’re kind of like flying squirrels.” She giggles as they crawl up her arm to her shoulders and says, “I’ve never seen anything like them. Do they have names?” “Yeah, the one on your right is Francois and the one on the left is Gus.”

Max commented. “It's all a part of the Rider charm,” I said. “Let's hope so, because both you and I look like we are waiting for the love of our life to grace us with her presence.” “Funny, since we are doing the exact opposite. We are watching an enemy and trying to learn her moves.” I snarled. “We’ll get rid of her somehow,” I said looking up at the same window the creature was sticking her adorably scary head out of.