Trickshot’s attention, however, was drawn to the crib in the middle. It was easily the fanciest crib that Trickshot had ever seen. Lined with gold and silver, with a weird-looking planet spinny thing directly over it to amuse the baby, the crib looked like it cost more than Trickshot’s Dad’s house. The baby’s cries came from within, causing Trickshot to take one step over to it.
But before Trickshot could take another step inside, the door on the opposite side of the room dematerialized and two people came running through. ‘People’ was the word Trickshot used to describe the man and woman, but only because he didn’t know how else to describe them. The man and woman both had bluish skin, bald heads, and wore jumpsuits that looked like something straight out of Grandfather’s old science fic
