An assortment of golden space eggs. Irregularities are to be expected. They’ll feel that much better going up your butt.
“Hm. I shall pet them all. With my ass, later.”
(yes, that’s an actual egg out of my fridge. hux enjoyed petting it. as much as he enjoys anything)
“HUX. You’re supposed to *pet* the egg. Not hump it!”
“I believe this one’s called an ‘easter egg’.”
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Number 5 – Pet an egg.
“There are so many kinds of eggs in the galaxy!”
“Which kind needs to be petted for the happiness?”
“I’m not sure. We should just pet them all.”
“These small golden ones. I can think of better things to do with them than pet them.”
“Later, Hux.”
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