Slapstick, Drew, and Snorps. That's the little guys I picked up in a broken ship left out in space. They don't eat much, they just absorb what I throw on the floor. I don't know much about them really. You see they had been by themselves for awhile. Their mother seemed to have left them or past away and they are just babies or even kids to me. They make thumping noises to use with speech in thier tails. So here I am just coming off my watch and they want to play. All though I'm beginning to think that they have adopted me for their mother, I just think of them as buddies. I mean what more could you want. A billion miles in space with nothing to do except patrol the stars. For the moment when I have time to relax. I like to be with the little guys for as long as it lasts. I know nothing of thier life span. So we share a little bit of time together. My chance to hang out with my friends.