This is a sequel of sorts to Interplanetary Inflation so go read that first! This was also written alongside @ChubWriter667 !! I hope you all like it!

Upon hearing a knock at the door, John quickly handed George the human disguise and helped him to the bathroom. "Quick! Put this on while I get the door!" He ordered as he ran for the door as George got changed. "Oh hi Paul, what brings you here?"

"Just wanted to know if you heard about that ship that crashed nearby. It shook the entire neighborhood!" Paul exclaimed. "Am I interrupting something? You're looking a lot.. Well.. Bigger than usual."

"Just finished my latest one. Also that ship you mentioned crashed in my yard, but it's all burned up and there wasn't anything inside worth looking at. Also why didn't you just phone me about it?"

"I tried, but you weren't answering your phone." Paul said. "Oh, sorry, I was busy with experiments." John said.

"Ah, well anyways, you feel like going to the movies later? I hear they're playing that horror one that just came out!"

"I'm not sure I can-"

"Come on John, You've been in your lab all week, I'm sure whatever you're doing isn't that important." Paul said. "Fine." John sighed before George walked out of the bathroom.

"Oh? I never knew you had someone over." Paul asked as he saw the human looking George.

"Yeah, this is George. He's been helping me with the experiments, and he's living with me too." John answered, hugging his plump boyfriend.

"Oh, so he's your boyfriend?" Paul asked.

"What is a boyfriend?" George asked, confusing Paul.

"You don't know what a boyfriend is?" Paul asked George, who was slightly panicking.

"Whatever, anyway, George, do want to come with me and John to the movies?" Paul asked.

"Oh sure! I'd love to see around this place." George smiled. "Where do we go? Do we get any snacks as well?"

"He's from out of town, I can show him around here afterwards. What on tonight?" John asked.

"I was going to make us watch Nightmare On Elm Street, but I don't think George can handle it, since he's probably too young."  Paul said.  "It is rated R, after all."

"Well he's just turned twenty so I'm sure he can! It's not too bloody is it? He can get squeamish pretty easily." John asked. "Isn't there a PG movie about guys hunting ghosts on too? We can see that in the theater and get Elm Street when it comes out on VHS."

"What's the matter, John? Are you chicken?" Paul asked.  "What?! No!" John snapped, blushing.  George just stood there confused. "Why did you call him that Paul?"

"Because he's afraid to see a spooky movie like a chicken's afraid of a knife." Paul replied before taking their hands and leading them to the cinema. "Okay, we're going to see nightmare on elm street if you like or not John." Paul declared as he bought the tickets.

Looking around, George was amazed at all the different screening rooms and snacks available to eat. "What's this?" He asked as he picked up a bucket of popcorn.

"It's popcorn, a delicious salty snack that's perfect with movies." John explained. "Here, try some George, I bet you'll love them."

"Pop... corn...?" George said confusingly.  "It's corn, a plant, that has been popped with heat, and has butter and salt on it." John explain, causing George to look amazed.

"Wow! We never had food like that back on Ruberla s4575." George whispered. Tasting it, George smiled widely at the delicious salty snack. "This is so good! I never tasted anything so succulent." He giggled.

"Okay, now let's go see the film."  John said as he saw Paul was waiting for them. They walked to the screening room which Nightmare on elm street was playing in.   Paul was super enthusiastic about the film, but John seemed a little scared.

As the film played on, George and John were cuddling close together, both a bit frightened from the film. "Aw it's not that scary." Paul grinned, but in truth he too would be sleeping with the lights on tonight after this.

"There's a lot of blood in this movie." George mumbled.

"Is it over?" John asked, slowing peeking behind his hands covering his eyes. "Ah good, we're finally at the end credits."

"I love how it ended on a cliffhanger, like there has to be a sequel coming." Paul said, standing up.

John and George following his lead.  "Oh, um, guys, I uh, wanted to know If I can go with you two to show George around." Paul asked.

"Oh, why? Do you think Freddy is after you?" John chuckled softly.

"No... I just want to, uh, be with you guys... Also at least I watched the whole thing and not look away like a coward." Paul said.

"Well, I suppose there's no harm in you coming along. Just as long as if I say I want to be with George alone you can let us be together."

"Alright John." Paul smiled as he followed the two out and around the town. "Looks like the ice cream parlour is having a discount today."

"What is 'Ice cream'?" George whispered to John.  "It's milk from a cow or almonds, flavoring and sugar creamed together in a machine." John explained.

"Ah, we had sweeteners back at home. I want to try this stuff!" George smiled.

"It comes in all kinds of flavours, vanilla, chocolate, strawberry and stuff like that." John explained as he showed George a strawberry.

"Ah I've seen that fruit before, we call it the Red Heart back at home since it looks like a heart. It has an effect that makes us inflate." George replied, whispering to John so Paul wouldn't hear.

"Ah, we can eat tons of them when we get home, but for now we should choose different flavours so we don't blow your cover."

John and Paul got their usual, chocolate and cookies and cream respectively. George meanwhile was still stumped on what to choose. "These all look so good!" He exclaimed. Smiling, John got him a cone of cookie dough with chocolate syrup drizzled on top. "Is it good?"

While the two were eating, Paul noticed that something was off about John's new boyfriend. "You sure he's just from out of town, but from the moon or something? Who doesn't know what ice cream is?!"

"I.. Well..." George didn't know what to say without blowing his cover. "John? Paul doesn't think I'm human."

"Well Paul, I can explain it all when we get back, just as long as you can keep a secret."

"I can keep a secret John. Don't worry." Paul said.

Once they got back home, John sighed. "Paul, George is... An alien.  If you tell anyone, I'll kill you." He said. "We can't have him being found by whoever slaughtered his people."

"Oh.. Well don't worry, your secret's safe with me. And you're in an intergalactic relationship with him?" Paul asked.

"Yeah, he has nothing left. His planet was massacred and I vowed to be his Morail, how his kind call their soul mates."

Paul smiled and decided to leave the two chubby lovebirds in their home. "Maybe if I get lucky I can find a lover from another planet too." He chuckled as he walked along. It wasn't long until Paul returned with a surprise in his arms.

"John I found another alien!" Paul said as he panted lightly from running. "What, really?" John asked and Paul nodded, taking out a small, pink fluffy creature from his bag. It smiled and looked around. It's big blue eyes were slightly covered by his brown hair.

"Where did that little guy come from?" John asked as he observed the odd looking fluffy extraterrestrial.

"He was just hiding in the bushes near the park. I think he was hiding from something." Paul explained. "I love his blue eyes. I wonder what his name is."

"Ringo." the creature chirped, smiling. John was shocked that Ringo spoke English. "He's so cute." Paul said as he petted Ringo softly.

"I'm from Saturn's moon Titan." Ringo explained. "After humans discovered us our home became a bit of a tourist trap. Some love it there while others think humans should be the only species in this galaxy."

"Well, they're just a bunch of racist dicks." John said. "But anyway, why did you come to earth?"

"I was on my way to a national meeting with NASA about creating space based vacation travel for the future along with a trading route but I lost my way." He replied. "Oh? A Ruberlian is with you?" Ringo pointed out when he saw George with them.

George just glanced at Ringo.  "Uh, yeah why?" he asked.  "I thought they were all killed from the massacre." Ringo said, making George tense.  "W-well, I survived and was shipped here...  And crashed." George said.

"Oh.." Ringo had a sad face. "Please don't be upset. I'm sorry."  he said, tears forming in his eyes.

Paul and John felt bad for the two aliens. "Earth will be your new home George." John explained as he stroked his boyfriend's hair. "I promise to take very good care of you until the day I die."

Ringo couldn't help but let out a little smile at the couple cuddling. "I wish I had someone to cuddle with like them."

"Hey Ringsie, can I call you Ringsie?" Paul blushed as he petted him. "You're a very cute little fuzzy ball of joy."

"I.. I am?"

"Yeah, you're so soft, your fur is a lovely colour and your eyes are beautiful."  Paul said as he kept petting Ringo. The small fluffy centipede like alien smiled and blushed.

"Thank you very much Paulie.. You're a very beautiful human too with your doe eyes and your chubby cheeks. How about we go and see your place? And would you care to join me when I go to the meeting?"

"I'd love to!" Paul said as he carried Ringo to his apartment. It was a tad bit messy, but not that bad.  "Sorry for the mess, I didn't think anyone would come here." Paul said chuckling nervously.

"That's alright Paulie, I can help clean up, my fur can also be used as a feather duster." Ringo told him as he skittered across the floor. "This place is very cozy and warm."

"Thanks." Paul smiled as he walked beside Ringo.  They walk into the bedroom and Paul sat on the bed, lifting up Ringo and placing him on his lap.

"I don't think I ever got the name of your kind. What sort of creature are you?" Paul asked.

"I'm a Fuzzlepeed." Ringo told him. "I eat roots and tubers."

"Tubers? You mean root veggies like potatoes right?" Paul asked as he got Ringo a potato for him. "I thought you might be hungry."

Smiling, Ringo took a big bite out of the potato. "Humans eat these too?"

"We cook them first, I love making them into fries."

"Fries?" Ringo asked.  "It's a potato cut into strips and fried in oil." Paul explained. Ringo was still confused about the concept. "Here, I'll show you." Paul told him as he carried Ringo to the kitchen and chopped a potato. "Can you pass me the vegetable oil? It's under the sink."

Smiling, Ringo got him the oil and watched Paul pour some into the pan on the stove. "The potatoes have been seasoned with salt and now we just need to wait for the oil to heat up." Once it did, Paul put the potatoes in the oil and watched them turn golden brown.

Watching Paul do that, Ringo wanted to feel the pan so he touched it and burned his paw.  The small alien yelped softly in pain. "Ow! Very hot!"

"Aw poor Ringsie." Paul cooed as he got some ice and bandages for his burnt paw. "There we go. It should heal in a bit."

"That was very hot. I never felt anything that hot before." Ringo replied

"Well, it is on high which I think is 120°, so I guess it is hot." Paul said. "That's too hot, my fur could catch on fire..." Ringo said, stepping away from the stove.

"Ah, I'll be sure to keep you away from anything too hot then from now on." Paul assured to him. "I'll protect you at all costs Ringsie."

"Really?" Ringo asked.  "Yeah, since a creature of your size would need protection." Paul said, smiling lightly.

"Aww, you're so very sweet Paulie." Ringo smiled, hugging him tight.

"Aw because I love you. You're so very soft and cuddly."

"Love? I never heard of that word before."

"Well on earth, when someone says they love someone, it means they will do anything to protect them and would want to bond with them." Paul explained. "After time flows by with lots of bonding, then they can decide to marry."

"Aww, that is the most wonderful word I have ever heard! Love is all we need!" Ringo awed and hugged Paul close.  Paul hugged back and stroked Ringo's fur. "You're so very soft and cuddly. Your antennae are cute too!" He awed as he poked Ringo's feelers, making the little alien blush.

Ringo blushed more as Paul kept stroking his hair, he then began to squeak like a dog toy. "You sound so very adorable! Let's go and cuddle in bed now!"

Smiling widely, Paul lead his new boyfriend to their bed where they would cuddle the night away, excited for their future, Ringo smiled too as he nuzzled Paul in the chest, falling asleep.