snow... good??!!

The first thing they felt was unbearable, paralyzing cold.

Despite living on a rather chilly planet themselves, Lie couldn’t stand such weather for long. Snow was pretty, yes, …and that’s about it. They preferred staying wrapped up in their cozy house and only looking at it from their window.

Needless to say, the situation they found themselves in was catastrophic for the pinkish spacecat. How did this even happen? They filled this thing with fuel yesterday! Ugh; everything hurt. The landing was not a good one - they bumped into the walls of the spaceship three times due to all the turbulations.

But, most importantly; where’s their companion?

Reaktor was with them on the ship, yet they didn’t see or hear him near now. Huh? A spark of anxiety shot through Lie. They were alone now, so their distress was pretty much visible on their body and face; with others, they usually hid such emotions within themselves as to not worsen the mood. He didn’t… like… die, right? The landing was bad, sure, but not that bad. Right… ?

What will I tell Canada??! Sorry, your boyfriend died on our grocery trip?

Lie covered their eyes with their paws, kicking their hind legs in a sort of temper tantrum-venting-fit way. Reaktor probably won’t show if they keep laying here; they should at least get out of the ship.


That wasn’t a good idea, or rather: it wasn’t a good idea for Lie’s sanity, subjectively. When they got out, they could see the spaceship in full glory… and a good part of it was destroyed by this emergency landing. Perhaps flying this thing without a proper, legal license wasn’t the best idea Lie had in their life.

“Oh, hi. Want some instant noodles?”

Lie immediately turned around to witness Reaktor sitting emotionless by the fire - probably made by him while Lie was unconscious. Oh, thank god, though the casualty with which Reaktor approached this situation was almost scary.

“Oh boy, I thought you were dead!” the purple cat stared back with an unchanging, neutral expression. “THAT CAME OUT THE WRONG WAY I’m glad you’re alive!! I was just… worried…” they rambled on; Reaktor remained unfazed. “OH and yes I want the noodles!” with these words, the cat finally moved and passed the cup of instant noodles to Lie. Canada probably got him all these; he wasn’t the type to eat such foods willingly.


“Brrrrr… it’s so cold here! What planet is this, anyway?” chirped the pink spacecat once their belly has been stuffed with food.

“Good question. I don’t think it has a name… or any residents, obviously.”
“…Then how do we get out of here?!” cried Lie, seeing even the all-knowing Reaktor stumped with lack of information.

“Find some fuel, if there’s any.”

“And what if there isn’t??”

“Then we stay here forever, I guess.”

“Why are you so calm about this.”

The other cat didn’t reply - just stared with these dark eyes.

Truth’s gonna kill me. I literally went out to get milk and never came back.



After a while of rest, the two started looking for resources; whether it be food, or fuel. Lie quickly found that there wasn’t a whole lot of food around these parts… not to mention fuel. Like, what, do you think someone set up a gas station in such a place? Well, Lie would have really liked that.

Lie also quickly found they absolutely couldn’t stand the cold for longer than 5 minutes. They had to stop every now and then to lie in the snow in the fetal position and cry about how much they don’t want to move their body and how freezing it is.

Reaktor was fast to pick them up from this state, claiming sitting still will only get the frostbite worse.

Lie didn’t care. Lie wanted to cry.


After some long, tiresome search, the two finally found something they could eat… or at least guessed so. A tree bore small fruit, presumably berries… but they were too high up for any of the spacecats to reach easily.

Lie decided to knock them off the tree instead; after approaching, they hit into the plant with all their body weight… and with the berries, down came the snow resting on top of the tree, covering the pink cat with cold, white puff.

One could expect Lie to be unhappy about such a situation, yet they didn’t groan yet. Why did this feel fun? The sensation of getting your head in a pile of snow seemed to suddenly fill Lie with joyous whimsy. Starting to feel cold, they got up and shook the snow off, suddenly getting all of their snowhate back. Huh? Was this some kind of silly, joyous snow?

While they were contemplating the properties of the snow that fell on them, Reaktor already picked all of the berries that fell with it and wrapped it up in a cloth for easier carrying. They searched for a little more, but it seemed that these berries were the only thing they were going to find today.


Returning to their camp, Lie continued to stick their head into snow piles, discovering a new found hobby. Why didn’t they think of this earlier?

“You’re going to get a cold if you keep doing that.” Reaktor commented. Lie didn’t care.




“...ACHOOO!”.