The escape pod set down in the United States, out in the country.
Geez, muttered Ean, it is going to be a long walk home.
<Huh,> said Sakura. <I don’t think I can swim to Japan and I don’t exactly have the passport for a plane ticket. Is it okay if I crash with you guys until I find a way back home?>
<Uh…sure,> Ean said. Because there are some experiences which, once shared with someone, obligate you to be their friend. And escaping the clutches of a megalomaniacal alien changeling is one of them.
Plus, lets face it: By this point Rachel would be totally convinced Ean had blown her off. So we definitely need a replacement romantic interest.
What? Ean yelped in alarm.
And there was no way he could call a nymphomaniacal ninja a ‘nice normal girl’ that he ‘couldn’t afford to get involved with.’
A ny- what?! Ean yelped again. But this time he was yelping because a certain someone had sidled up next to him and surreptitiously pinched his ass.
<Thanks!> Sakura said cheerfully.