Chapter Six
CARL WAS IN THE MIDDLE of destroying the evil mastermind behind the invasion of Planet Zytron when someone rang his door chime.
“Better hide, mate,” he said to a pale brown, furry creature that was clinging to an air vent with his feet and wing hooks. The animal looked like something between a bat and a sugar glider, and it had been Carl’s friend since childhood. Ship’s pets were strictly prohibited on any Polestar vessel, but Carl had always thought little Flux would never cause any harm, so it was no big deal if he smuggled him aboard.
“Righto,” the creature replied, and flew across the room to an open cupboard. He went inside and a wing hook appeared, gripped the door edge, and pulled it nearly closed.
Carl had gone to bed disappointed and hungry after PashaorSasha had f
