Ted rubbed at his forehead as he spun into a back flip.
“Told you not to move so fast.”
“Thanks for the reminder, Jane.” He grabbed a handle and pushed himself forward, “You know, that shit never happens in movies.”
“That’s because they film on Earth where there’s gravity, and they use magic science so a flat set makes sense.”
“Lying bastards.” Ted grumbled.
“Just wait till the nausea hits you.”
“I should be fine. Took the pills.”
“If I had a promotion for every time I heard that one,” they rounded a corner and entered a hallway with screens and tools on all the walls and Jane handed him a puke bag, “I’d wish you well, but it doesn’t do you any good. Could you check on my mice for me while I check the tardigrades? Monitor D-7.”
Ted spun around, and blinked as all the colors he’d ever seen spun after him. As his head caught up to his eyes, he activated the screen on D-7. Three split screens each with two mice appeared. Two pairs floated while one lay comfortably in their artificial-G spinning dungeon.
“Well the pregnant one is certainly getting big… oh and the grav rats are pounding it out mommy and daddy style.”
“Mice, Ted. They’re Mice. What about pair C?”
“Just…” He lurched a little in his mouth- swallowed it- and continued, “Just floating.”
He reached for the pills in his pocket. At the sound of the rattle Jane told him to just use the bag and get it over with before-”
Ted cut her off with a spewing of green and viscous flem-filled stomach acid.
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