Well, it's crumblestorming here in the hilly hills of Hillsburgh, so there are significantly fewer troublemakers threatening me. So today I can talk about something... fantastic!
Brilliant!
Beautiful!
And Lovely!
My lovely Rachel! My love!
This is an old picture, but whatever.
Why, I remember the first time we met. It was love at first sight (perhaps)
And now you're going to hear about it. If you dont want to, then you can leave.
It was the very beginning of my life in the force, and I was in charge of securing the weaponry on the Cosmocraft 3. We were pursuing a bunch of aliens on a vessel which had started a bar fight on Earth, and they had up until this point been doing a good job of evading us. Rachel was one of the many others in the room with me. As she handed me one of the new antimatter rays with super-stylish action, the ship was jostled and she fell into my arms. Whatever it was, be it the flashing red alarms against her cheeks, or the wailing sound the ship made speeding through lower hyperspace a few miles above the surface of Venus, I fell in love instantly. My heart burned brighter than the sun, even as we skirted past mercury.
Sigh... young love!
Oh, it's stopped raining. I'm going to go out with my lovely Rachel now... lovely greasy sandwiches!
