"You're the best son I could have ever asked for," Grandma said. She stroked the two beautiful humans a few times. They were so happy, but it wouldn't last, not in her home, Ms. Halo thought. "They deserve something more too."
Ms. Halo spent her last few decades checking up on her former pets. Watching them. Helping them. They never faced a plague or a drought on the mysterious world. Neither did the other people they found already living there. She never let them know she was there, but in a way, they always knew.
Cuddles and Patches got their wish too. When the colonists discovered their lone cabin and artificially created lake and forest, the two feared their privacy was gone forever. It wasn't. They said they had space lice, and that was enough.
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