#2801

When I finally saw him in his human form I couldn't help but gag. Little did I know what would await me by welcoming this creature so freely when I woke up in the middle of the night, finding this wrecked peace of metal - without better words to discribe it - in my backyard, a slimy liquid oozing out. Faczinated I probably did the dumbest thing possible, reaching out to touch it, getting hit by a tornado of thoughts, impressions, feelings crashing into my mind. "Help... weak... friend..." I sensed and let this substance crawl onto me, rest, accommodate, feeling the drain while it clearly gained energy... from me! But I was calm, trusting even, went to bed with the feeling of companionship. In the morning it had already grown, laying besides me, a puddle of dark goo, bubbling gently. And in my mind, pictures emersed again as if somebody was browsing my mind... or something... it further took several hours until I sensed a change. But I stood up to start my day, strangely uninterested in whatever happened, almost forgetting it, feeling the slightest hint of beeing influenced, beeing in a mushy state of sleepiness.

I was in the kitchen when I heared somebody enter, and I turned around to see this gorgeous, strangely familiar guy stepping into the room.

"Thank you" he said. And as if he unlocked my consciousness I realised how this goo had taken use of me, calmed me down, drawn the picture of that guy out of my memory, even took my body as a sample, as a well of his healing. And at the same time I realised him revealing all of this to me, felt his sorry, his honesty. And I couldn't ignore the deep connection I still felt to that creature, wanting nothing more than to feel more of it...

Bob builds himself his own free space in the Season 28 Premiere

Hazard Calls 2801 - Bob The Builder (No Pun Intended)

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