Epilogue

………………………..5 months later, planet Earth………………………

‘What are the chances Jelly that we would end up back in this dingy little apartment, watching reruns and eating packets of biscuits?’ Oatmeal sunk further into the couch, until it seemed impossible that he would ever pull himself free again.

Jelly looked up from tampering with some device. ‘With you sir? The probability is perfect.’

There was a knock on the door.

‘I’m not getting that Jelly, the couch has eaten me.’

‘Yes you are sir.’

Oatmeal wrestled himself free, apparently he was.

He opened the door and there she stood.

Callie Hope.

‘Did you get the candy?’

She rattled a bag in her hand. ‘Will you let me inside yet? When the GU agreed to make you my bodyguard, I’m sure they didn’t expect you’d be making me run around buying you boiled lollies.’ She crossed her arms.

He crossed his own arms. ‘Just shut up and get inside.’

The End