Alien Dice Day 29 01 01

Chel stepped out of the door from the observation pod and into warm sand. Her parents were close behind and she wished they had remained behind. They were being clingy and while she understood, it was annoying. “I’m going to change my clothes.” Chel shouted back to her parents. She walked as quickly as she could through the soft sand. “It’s too hot for jeans.” “You have clothes here, Chel?” Vic hurried to catch up to Chel, his voice that of a concerned and mildly alarmed father. “They’re gifts, Dad.” Chel glanced back at her father’s worried face, not giving a second to thought about what he might be thinking, but she addressed the most obvious conclusion immediately. “And no, they are not from Lexx.”