The fuse short circuited with a burst of sparks and the door slid open. Clotho stepped back to admire her handywork as her two sisters murmured in approval, "Where did you learn how to do that."

"Cousin, Glados taught me how when we were watching movies together the other night. Clotho had become fast friends with Glados, having accidentally run into her in the subterranean tunnels when plotting a bit of mischief. Anyone else might have been frightened half to death accidentally running into a giant wolf headed arachnid thing in the basement, but Clotho had an unusual interest in horror, and as it turns out, so did Glados. The two of them had been on a horror binge to span the centuries going in chronological order of release. It was going to take a while but neither of them minded so much.

Glado's place had a great atmosphere for horror movies, deep down in the tunnels, she had found a place for herself at the junction of a bunch of vents, sort of a large octagonal room. Her other pastime was building up a network of catwalks and scaffolds so she could climb all over like a massive spider. She collected blankets and pillows, and had created a nest at the center of it all where she could sit and tinker on her strange machines.

Glados tried her best to be broody and dark, but she got far too many visitors for that.

And you can only be so horrible when at least twice a week your get to meet your one third brother to let him ride around on your back like a demented horse.

Clotho had seen the pictures it was cute.

Lachesis was the first through the door, with Clotho and Atropos following.

Their father's office was large, the largest one in the building with multiple stories and big windows that looked out over arcadia. It was all very minimalist like krill liked with white floors and white walls. A narrow staircase led up to a catwalk on the second story where the higher shelves of his bookcase could be accessed. The bookcase itself took up one entire wall at a ninety degree to the wall full of windows. There was a desk with what seemed like hundreds of certifications and commendations hanging along the wall behind it.

The rest of his office was a sort of..... museum in a way, an exhibit for all of his strange new interests. He had an entire collection of rubix cubes and puzzles stacked within the honeycomb shelves o the other wall. Many of the puzzles he had finished had been stuck together and hung on the wall after they were finished next to large canvas prints of strange alien landscapes. Krill had a mild fascination with nature and landscape photography and painting.

Krill liked to advertise himself as practical and uncaring, but he had a small herd of moving pictures framed on his desk.

The three of them

Krill and Adam in their first few weeks working together

Krill and Dr. Katie in their doctors gear.

Krill and Riss at a conference of some sort .

He had even more images on a third picture frame which rotated through a steady collage of images. Krill nervously standing next to waffles for the first time, Krill lounging in the sun on earth, Krill looking terrified as he sat inside a tube standing with Adam and his brothers as they readied themselves to go Skiing.

Atropos set down the picture frame, "You ever get jealous of him just a little."

Lachesis idly flipped through a stack of award winning papers Krill had written very stuffy speculative work on human anatomy , "No, why?"

"I don't know, his life just seemed so exciting. I mean can you imagine being the first alien brave enough to work on a human ship?"

Clotho waved hand, "humans aren't nearly as interesting now as they used to be."

Atropos stepped back from the table, "Well that's only because you grew up with them."

Atropos went to step away from the desk, accidentally brushing her hand against the side of the desk as she did.

Bright blue light erupted into existence as a holo projection appeared at the center of the room, large enough to obscure the window. Their father's voice echoed through the room and the three of them idly gathered together as they stared at the strange image unfolding before them.

Krill stood on a lecture stage shifting nervously on his four feet head turning in little darts and stops as he looked around.

"When was this.... He looks so?"

He didn't look much different in fact, almost the same but he didn't hold himself in nearly the same way. He walked with a distinctly un-krill movement, more like a spider, his motions were jerky and precise but somehow missing fluidity, and he seemed very very nervous as if he expected someone to come out of nowhere and eat him.

"Yes, I.... today I will be presenting to the GA on a concern I have regarding my uh, human companions. I have significant concerns about the species cortical health that I wish to address. I believe there may be some species wide, illness of parasite that is making them the way that they are."

A voice off camera speaks, "And you have evidence of this."

Lachesis's antennae hummed, "Look at him he's so...."

"Different?" Clotho provided

Lachesis shrugged not sure how to articulate what she was thinking.

"Well um, this is about a pattern of extreme reckless behavior that I have noticed in their presence which I would like to discuss at some length." His voice grew calmer as he spoke, but still it was hard to believe that they were looking at their father, he was so timid.

"It's called, extreme sports and I.... I am highly concerned that the humans are actively trying to cause themselves great injury if not death."

"Please explain."

Krill shifted again, "Well humans participate in a lot of activities that are pointlessly reckless. I will begin my summary with a list of these activities and a summary of the results if such activities are to go wrong."

There was a pause for him to take a deep breath before he began.

"Humans spent an inordinate amount of time in water, where they do not belong. Before you start shaking your heads in confusion, I must remind you that humans are not an aquatic species, they have no gills, they have no fins, they cannot breathe underwater, and they don't even have a natural swimming instinct that you see in some species of mammal. Even the fastest humans can only swim at a rate of approximately five to six miles per hour and the average human can only manage about two miles per hour/ 3.22km per hour. Basically humans are slow, helpless and pathetic in water, and their offspring are prone to inhaling water and drowning. Yet I can't seem to keep the stupid creatures away from anything and everything that is wet."

Atropos snickered, "Ah, there he is."

Lachesis's antennae hummed in amusement, "The dad we all known and love coming out."

"They are not meant for the water, they have no business being in the water, but I every opportunity they have, they take off their pants and run right I despite the fact that they are literally exposing themselves to the least natural environment possible. Time and time again I have tried to warn them off, but time and time again they ignore me completely, and it doesn't even end there, oh NO! If you think that's pointlessly dangerous, anything dumb you can think of doing near the water, humans do it. They like jumping into the water from great heights, doing flips and tricks on their way down One of their favorite positions for "Diving" is literally head first, you know the head that is attached to the neck that if broken can cause immediate paralysis or worse death. Not to mention that the surface tension of the water is difficult to break in certain positions meaning if a human lands wrong on the water its no better than landing on a rock from height, or if spread over a large surface area. Humans have a name for this by the way, its called a belly flop and they think its funny."

Krill began to pace up and down the length of the stage, "And don't get me started on free diving. The humans literally hold their breath for as long as they can and dive as deep as they can. They have contests to see who can go without AIR the longest. I don't know if you know this but humans require air to live, and they also cannot breathe if there is water in their lungs. In fact, death by water is called drowning, and it is actually quite common. Hypoxia of the brain happens within three to six minutes..... the record for holding breath underwater is 11 minutes without pre oxygenation and TWENTY-FOUR minutes with oxygen hypersaturation. ELEVEN TO TWENTY-FOUR MINUTES, and I haven't even gotten to the worst part yet, it was ON PURPOSE."

"Doctor Krill, please lower your voice"

The three sisters giggled a little as Krill struggled to do as told, "they intentionally deprive themselves of oxygen past the point where it make sense, and then when that isn't feasible, they strap pressurized tanks of oxygen to their backs so they can go deeper into the water. I might remind you that breathing underwater, and going deep causes an unequal pressure imbalance in the body, which may result in exploding lugs or nitrogen bubbles to appear in the blood and joints resulting I n death?"

The three continued their giggling as Krill grew more and more agitated.

"And it gets WORSE so much worse, you think the water is bad, but humans cannot stay out of the air either. I tell you humans aren't meant to swim, but in no way were humans EVER meant to fly, they have no feathers, they have no mechanisms to float or even sail. When a human falls they fall like a rock, and their bones shatter. You drop a human out of the sky and they will probably break every bone in their body and then some. Largely a human will just straight up die, but they keep finding these stupid ways to get there. They will attach giant rubber bands to their feet and jump off bridges, they will get really high in the air by the use of planes and then jump out the window with what they call a "Parachute" it is basically a bag with some canvas inside that increases wind resistance when deployed to reduce their terminal velocity to soemthing survivable. And they think this is fun! They jump off of mountains and off of building."

He was practically manic now as he paced up and down the stage, "Even worse is that they pare ttwo of these sports together. They will strap one of these parachutes to the back of a boat which they call parasailing, which combines the danger of being high up in the air with the danger of drowning, so when you hit the water at speed and break your limbs, you will then have the opportunity to drown more easily."

He waved his upper hands in a gesture of frustrated helplessness.

"And if it's on wheels, they just want to go fast. Humans aren't meant to go fast. The fastest human ever was only around thirty miles per hour and the average human can't make it over 12 without some difficulty. Humans are slow, they are designed to be slow and steady, but no, hundreds of miles an hour in vehicles. Human neurological impulses are only around two hundred miles an hour, yet they insist on trying to drive at speeds that exceed that. And even when not inside cars, they do it on bikes or motorcycles, which only have two wheels, so they you have to add balance into that. Humans have literally designed hats to protect their skulls. Dangerous activities are so common with humans they they make helmets for CHILDREN because they teach their kids these dangerous behaviors from an early age."

"Dr. I do hate to interrupt, but..... how much longer is this going to take."

"How much longer." He squeaked, "how much longer! My presentation is four hours, and that is even without the media clips I have provided as evidence."

A deep sigh echoed around the chamber, "And what would you have us do about this?"

"Make them stop."

Silence.

The voice came almost incredulous, "Make them stop? Make who stop, the entire human population?"

Krill nodded once, "yes."

"doctor Krill, I have certainly not worked with humans as long as you have or studied them as long, but surely you of all people know that you can't.... stop humans."

Krill stubbornly crossed his arms.

"Dr. Think for a moment what happened the last time you told a human they couldn't do soemthing?"

Krill sighed and hung his head, "They did it.... but more."

"Exactly if we try to stop the humans from doing anything they are just going to do a more exreme version of that thing out of spite. So why don't you take a deep breath, relax, maybe even take a sedative."

"More giggling."

Atropos piped in as the recording was ending, "I've always wanted to try an extreme sport."

"yeah, I think hang gliding sounds fun." Clotho said

"You know what else can be classified as an extreme sport?"

The three of them flinched and turned their attention to the front of the room where an eight limbed silhouette was standing in the doorway feet spread wide, prismatic orange eyes glowing, "Breaking into my office when I'm away."

The three of them clustered together as Krill entered the room.

It was hard not to notice the slow sinuous roll of his body in comparison to the video they had just seen. The way his shoulders moved back and forth like a human.

"The door was open."

"Was it now, and the control panel next to the door popped on accident."

The three of them looked at each other and then their antennae began to vibrate again.Krill seemed annoyed when they weren't duly scared of him, but he let up, "What are you three doing here."

"We got bored?"

He sighed and sat down, "If you are so bored than why don't you put all that intelligence to use and figure out how to overthrow the void."

"If we did that, than what would you and uncle Adam do?"

Krill dragged a hand down his face with a moan.

Atropos walked over and grabbed him by the arm, "Dad, can we do extreme sports please!"

Krill gave her a look of incredulity, "Absolutely NOT!"

She pouted, "But why?"

"Because its stupid and dangerous. I stand by the statements I made when I was younger."

"But Adam does it all the time" Clotho added.

Krill snorted, "Your uncle Adam is a menace to society and himself."

"That sounds fun!

"Don't be cheeky with me, Lachesis. Besides, I have done extreme sports before and it is not all its cracked u up to be."

The three of them went wide eyed and gathered around with interested, "Really? What did you do."

Krill gave them a grim sort of smile, "Maybe one day I'll tell you about how uncle Adam tricked me into paragliding."