The Starlight Princess

Previously

…“It is,” Astra agreed. “Thanks to you, too.” She picked up her noodle bowl, a bit of sauce clinging to her chin. “So,” she said, her mischievous glint returning, “about that zero-gravity disco. I think I’ve figured out a way to incorporate some synchronized noodle-slurping into the routine. It’ll be a real showstopper!” Gleep groaned, but this time, it was accompanied by a faint, almost musical rumble that might have been a chuckle. “Please, Princess. My circuits can only take so much. Just… don’t try to teach me the kazoo.” Astra just grinned, a wide, happy, princess-who-just-saved-the-galaxy grin. The nebulae noodles tasted even better now.