The wolves were on the prowl again. The spaceship reeked of inkarnit’s spilled drinks and villager meat. The repair droids called in reinforcements to work on the puddles of liquor and broken glass, and worked through the night making the ship safe and clean for all the townspeople. As for the villager meat, soon a new scent wafted across the path of the predators. Was that … bacon burger dogs?
It turned out it wasn’t, but the smell was enough to lure the wolves into the kitchen where they were trapped for the night by Stacy’s cryo-sleeping body in the doorway. Frozen Stacy was impervious to their teeth and claws, so they had to wait until they once again had opposable thumbs to wedge her out and hurry back to their berths before the artificial daylight of the good ship Leche woke all eleven of the townspeople that had gone to sleep last night.
IT IS DAY
violabeenice (wolf, shoved out an airlock, day 1)
todahshy (funny bone attack, night 1)
joepunman (villager, spooky’s terrible taste in beer, day 2)
6 is a majority.