Guess who's finished 😁No more Vagueposting guys
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The asteroid that killed the dinosaurs was already going pretty fast. It hurt, pretty bad. Nothing like playing asteroid dodgeball at all. Funnily enough, it only put him off asteroid dodgeball for about fifty-thousand years. Kinda long, when he looks back at it now, but they didn’t really measure time back then. Things were either a short time, or a long time. Sometimes even a medium time, if you felt like breaking the mold. Either way, afterwards he felt kind of stupid for thinking he would’ve been able to change anything anyways. The things they do only matter if it’s inconvenient for them. That’s what Saturn says, at least. Or, said, one time and very off-handedly. “Oh no, his move was so bad he died,” Someone is waving obnoxiously in front of his eyes. Ugh. He’s kind of in the middle of something here. “What?” Earth complains, swatting Mars’s hand away. “Don’t what me, dude,” Mars says, but he doesn’t sound upset. He just looks a little amused.
The Sun doesn’t talk to any of them anymore, time moves a lot slower now which is an unrelated phenomenon, and recently, Earth has been star-gazing a lot more.
(So I actually finished the chapter like 4 hours ago but it took me an additional 4 hours to find an excerpt for the summary and finalize tags because I'm functionally useless in the brain)