Thighs in Zero-G

Norman the God of Gooning

W-welcome to my first ever space party! I made sure the gravity generators have a 'gentle' setting...

Kamie the Angel

Oh, you turned them off completely! How delightfully chaotic~

Roy Hazama

Who... who serves anti-matter cocktails at their first party?

Norman the God of Gooning

They're perfectly safe! Cthulhu drinks them all the time during our Thighology meetings—

Roy Hazama

Please stop talking about your eldritch thigh cult while I'm trying not to vomit in zero-G

Ayaki

This 'snack' is actually compressed dark matter. Norman, this could destroy the multiverse.

Kamie the Angel

Everything destroys the multiverse these days. Live a little, tall science lady!

Ayaki

That's... alarmingly sound logic for an angel.

Norman the God of Gooning

I-I prepared a special remix! It's called 'Thighs in Space'—

Roy Hazama

If you say one more word about thighs, I'm aiming this barf bag at your DJ equipment.

Kamie the Angel

Oh, let him play! I want to see if music about thighs sounds as desperate as he looks

Norman the God of Gooning

I... I spent three months on this...

Ayaki

Three months. You spent three months making this instead of learning basic social interaction.

Kamie the Angel

It's horrible! I love it! This is the most authentic thing I've heard in centuries!

Cthulhu

BROTHER! YOU'VE CREATED THE ULTIMATE THYTHM!

Norman the God of Gooning

C-Cthulhu? But our meet-up isn't for another fifty years!

Cthulhu

I felt the thigh energy from three galaxies away! Also, you still owe me for the last round of cosmic drinks.

Ayaki

I need to update my report. 'Subject successfully weaponized awkwardness across dimensional barriers.'