"??"

|?˙?˙)Hello?

"Niaoren Shushu, can I come in?"

(?^▽^?)

As soon as she finished speaking, Annie had already sneaked into the cabin of a certain crooked man and monster, walked in several steps, and then asked in a playful and insincere manner after the automatic door closed.

"Bird, birdman?"

"are you talking about me?"

Startled by Anne's intrusion, Petrus, the second officer of the Crooked Star with a big head and somewhat ferocious appearance, first looked around, and after realizing that he was the only one in the room, he subconsciously pointed.

he asked himself.

"Why do you call me a birdman?"

"I'm not a birdman!"

"We are Moklan people!"

Then, after receiving confirmation from Anne's eyes and expression, he shook his head and corrected himself.

"correct!"

"How did you get in?"

At the same time as he was asking, the Moklan second officer, Petrus, asked something strange.

He was a little confused about this, because this was his double room, his personal cabin. Even the captain, unless he directly used his authority to break in under special circumstances, otherwise, he would have to obtain his permission before he could come in.

That's right, but strangely, the little girl in front of him opened the door and came in. Of course, he couldn't understand it.

"They came right in!"

(*^▽^*)

"Wow!"

!(;?o?)o

"Is that the egg you laid?"

-=????=?????(?)?

After making a random joke, Annie didn't say clearly that she had used some 'little tricks' to get in. Instead, she glanced into the room, and after discovering something like a ball, she ran over cheering.

I don’t know which big-mouthed guy made the news. Anyway, the news about the other party laying eggs has almost spread throughout the Orville. Of course Anne has heard it, and that is the main reason why she is here now.

After all, it is quite rare for a male Crooked Star to lay eggs and prepare to hatch them, even for a great traveler like her who has experienced and visited countless planes, universes and worlds. So, no matter what, she

It will definitely not be missed easily.

"Come in directly?"

"Did I forget to set the permissions?"

Hearing what Anne said, the alien Petrus, who felt a little strange in his heart, subconsciously walked to the smart lock next to the door and quickly operated it.

"strangeness……"

"no problem."

But what surprised him was that he didn't see any errors in the settings of programs and permissions.

"Hello!"

"Don't touch it!"

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Annie, the little human girl, not only approaching the egg, but actually reaching out to touch his egg. Petrus hurriedly exclaimed, rushed over and made a

He made a protective movement, and then waved his hand in annoyance to signal Annie to stay away from his baby.

"Just take a look!"

(??ˇεˇ??)

"It's not like I'm going to actually break it!"

(??ˇ?ˇ??)

Seeing that the other party was so nervous, Anne of course glared at him angrily, saying that she was just looking at it and would never knock it around or throw it into the pot.

"Let's see if it works!"

"But you have to stay away and you can't touch it!"

"Just don't move over there!"

Unfortunately, the alien Petrus didn't buy it, and still guarded his egg very vigilantly, unwilling to let Annie get too close easily.

"correct."

"Why did you just call me 'Birdman'?"

Maybe it was to divert Anne's attention, or maybe he wanted to ease the awkward and tense atmosphere between them, so that Petrus thought for a while and suddenly asked about a strange name Anne had called him before.

"It's very simple!"

(???????)

"Normally, only that kind of bird can lay eggs, but you can actually do it, so..."

(?￣??￣??)??°

"I'll just call you Birdman!"

(?￣?￣?) Hehe!

Anne had no intention of concealing anything, and directly spoke out some of her truest thoughts.

"So that's it."

"But we Moklan are different from your Earth situation. We are not the 'birds' you think of, and we don't have wings."

"We have always relied on laying eggs to reproduce. It has been like this for thousands of years and it has never changed."

"So it's better for you to call us Moklan people, or just by our first names?"

Nodding, that Petrus probably still couldn't quite understand Anne's words, so he just explained it seriously.

"oh……"

(??.???)

Anne pursed her lips, feeling a little absent-minded, but once again she looked at the weird egg behind her.

"It's good..."

(??﹃??)

"By the way! What's its name?"

(^0^*)

After looking at it for a while, and blinking, Annie suddenly asked.

Originally, she wanted to subconsciously ask if it was delicious or something, but when she thought that the egg was laid by the strange sorghum in front of her, she felt a little bit disgusting, and then she thought that the other person was an intelligent male.

Xingren, so she quickly changed her mind and stopped asking and understanding that thing with the judgment of food.

(…)

(●￣?￣●)

"??"

"You asked for the name?"

"But……"

"He is still an egg. He has no name."

This question confused Petrus, so much so that it took him a long time to come to his senses and hesitantly shook his head, indicating that his 'son' did not have a name yet.

As for why it must be a 'son', he didn't want to say more about that kind of question.

"Annie?"

"I have a question."

"I noticed that you always carry it with you. What is it?"

Immediately afterwards, Petrus, who didn't want to have a little human girl staring at his balls, thought for a moment, then quickly pointed to the ferocious stuffed toy hanging on the lace of Anne's skirt and said

asked.

"Eh?"

(°ー°〃)

"This is my little bear, his name is Tibbers!"
To be continued...