Gungan Killer

Date: 1/14/2020

I ask my younger brother a bunch of philosophical questions to see what he thinks and if he has good answers. Instead, he gets angry at me. He invites me to watch a show with him so I could get informed. It sounds like conspiracy theories to me. The show turns out to be a Star Wars story. I get literally immersed in it. Two aliens are walking down a Coruscant-like city street. Two short Gungans (like Jar Jar) follow them and exchange a look like, "Can you believe our luck?" They're planning on robbing them. I have to stop them. Things get messy. One Gungan detaches his big floppy ear and uses the pointy bone tube as a stabbing weapon. Then the other does, too, even though he's bleeding from it. One of the wounded turns out to be a human, and like a brother to me. A doctor who's more than a doctor explains to me that because of our connections, he's being taken to Area 51 to give him the best treatment possible. Apparently, being stabbed by a Gungan ear turns you into an Area 51 alien. I see my brother on a rolling bed starting to turn, getting skinny and pale and his head widening. I'm in his body now. The doctor sounds the most doctor-like you could imagine. "So now we're gonna have to give you a treatment that will put you under, and tomorrow you'll be really sleepy. But! When you wake up we'll talk to you and keep you company so it's not so boring just napping all day, okay?" True to his word, I wake up sleepy, and there he is, talking to me to keep me awake. Tom and I get out of a taxi parting ways with Joe and mom. I divide up our bag of apples and oranges so we have snacks. Some are bruised and mushy in spots. I take most of the apples because they're Golden Delicious and we eat more than them.