“But dad I really want to go!” Ashley whined, desperately clinging on to her father’s rubber spacesuit. “Please!” She begged bouncing a little.

Raife rolled his eyes. For the past hour and a half his daughter has been begging to be transported to that God awful planet!

“Ashley, why do you want to waste your time going to planet Earth? There really isn’t much down there.”

“I want to find something I can’t find up here.” She answered cryptically, looking down at her elastic covered shoes.

“And what would that be?” Raife questioned as he eyed his daughter suspiciously.

Ashley simply shrugged in response.

“Ashley Danielle 546 2733 55700 Davies, I asked you a question, you will not ignore me!” He demanded crossing his arms over his muscular chest.

Oh no, it’s never a good sign, when he uses her full given name. She had better answer now or she’ll be in deep shit, and unfortunately on this Planet, that’s taken literally.

“I want to find what humans find … love daddy.” She answered bashfully.

“You want to mate with a human!” Raife yelled incredulously.

“It’s not just mating. I was in the Zygoteria when I over heard two aliens talking about it. By human definition love means a profoundly tender, passion for another person, a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection. Love sounds wonderful daddy!” She gushed with excitement.

“What is wrong with our female species? You can’t find this ‘love’ you speak of with our own kind?”

“Daddy, everyone here is more like family to me! I don’t want to mate with one of our own!” Ashley admonished as her shoulders shook in disgust.

“Ashley, you know nothing about the human world. It’s a lot more dangerous down there then it is up here. You could get hurt, real easily.”

“Dad, my strength is two times the strength of an average human.” She replied confused at what her father was trying to get at.

Raife shook his head and pointed at Ashley’s two hearts, “I mean here Ashley, you can get hurt here so badly that it wouldn’t even compare to any physical pain you’ve ever endeared.”

Ashley gently grasped her father’s hand, “I won’t get hurt daddy, I promise. I’m eighteen zygots old. I think it’s time you let me start handling things on my own.”