(They were back in the ship and Terry was looking at a picture of their target.)

Terry: Hmm... Armed and dangerous. Bet you're not gonna come quietly.

KRS: (Flies in) Can we talk about that jacket, though? I'm just saying. Are you looking at those pants? Look at them! I swear, if I had legs, Terry, I would...

Terry: Sean! Please come over here and undo whatever you did to KRS.

Sean: One second, Dad. Lisa is teaching us how to count cards. 

Terry: (Gets up and hits his head on KRS ) ( groans ) What?

Jelani: Yeah, I've always wanted to learn how to do that.

Lisa: (Moving the cards around) Okay. Say you have two unseen hearts. Two more hearts fall on the flop. There are now 47 unseen cards. You have nine outs...

Terry: (Walks over)Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?

Lisa: Playing a game?

Terry: No, I can see that. Didn't you just get in trouble for this?

Jelani: ( groans ) Seriously, Dad? I think you're overreacting.

Terry: Don't "seriously, Dad" me. Don't think that you're off the hook, you've been getting into fights as well. Your mom just told me the school called the house over this. What happens when they decide to expel you next time, huh? Your mother and I worked too hard to send you to that school for you to jeopardize it. (Lisa and Jelani both look down.) For what? 'Cause you wanna run around like the Cincinnati Kid and Black Panther? Nope. We're not doing that. Not in my house. Where did you learn how to count cards and fight anyway?

Jelani/Lisa: (Looks at his dad with confused expression) Really?

Lisa: You don't remember? Wow. ( chuckles ) You don't. (Throws down card box and it has dad written on a piece of paper on it)

Jelani: (Throws down a picture of him and Jelani as a boxing match)

Lisa: When I was younger, you'd come home from work and teach me new games, tricks, ways to shuffle, before you'd tuck me in.

Jelani: And the days you weren't working, you brought me to every major league boxing match and told me how the fighters did their moves.

Terry: ( stammers ) Come on! Of course I remember!

Lisa/Jelani: (Both Grumble and walk off)

Terry: Come on! I remember!

(Door closes and Terry looks at Sean as he walks off.)

Terry: ( groans )

KRS: Mm-hmm.

Terry: KRS.

KRS: Hey! I didn't say anything. You know what you did. (Floats off)

( Terry sighs )

(The family soon made it to a space gas station. Terry glanced at the price.)

Terry: 2,800 a gallon? God... darn. (Sean smiles as he was right next to him) Gosh darn, that's expensive.

(They landed and the fam soon got off ship.)

Terry: All right. Go ahead and grab some stuff for the road. (Gives Sean some money)

Sean: We're rich! (Marches off)

Terry: Be back here in ten. And, Sean. (Sean stops) With more than just candy.

( Sean laughing and running off)

Terry: Sean. I mean it. Lisa, Jelani, you can... (Both snatch the money and walk off without saying a word) get whatever you want.

(The doors open and Sean looks around in amazement, even though it really wasn't that different from a earth gas station.)

( on speakers ) ♪ It's like candy ♪

Sean:Whoa.

♪ Even when you talk, it takes over me ♪

Sean: ( gasps ) ( laughing ) Whoo! (Runs to an aisle and starts looking at the weird candy) Hmm? "Grungy Grape Gut Gushers"? "Sour Brain Blue Butt Blasters"? "Choco-Latta-Cootie Caramel Squares"? (Laughs and runs down the aisle as he picks up more)

Lisa: (Walks up and picks up one of the candies) Ugh. (Puts it back and walks off)

(Jelani looks at a pack of alien chips.)

Jelani: (Shrugs and takes it)

(While Sean is still messing around, he looks to see a robot working. He gets excited and approaches it.)

Sean: ( clears throat ) Beep boop.

robot: Hi.

Robo-Sean: Seeking receptacle for packaged sweet sustenance.

robot: You need a basket?

Robo-Sean: Affirmative.  (The Robot opens itself up and gives Sean a bag) Whoa! Oh. I-I mean, uh... Adequate. I am Robo-Sean from the Earth sector. Serial number eight. Manufacturer... Dad and Mom. Please state your identity.

robot: Why you keep talking like that?

Sean: What?

robot: Are you, like, a vintage, old model or something?

SeanP: 'Cause I'm a robot. (Takes off helmet) I thought robots... Never mind. Um, what's your name?

robot: Kyrelian Robotic Labor Unit, Designation 383.

Sean: "KRL." Um, I'll just call you KARL for short.

robot: KARL... Huh! KARL! Wow. That is much shorter. Anyhoo. I gotta get back to work. Nice meeting you, Robo-Sean.

Sean: But you don't have any customers.

KARL: Well, yeah. Ever since we had this bug problem.

Sean: We should hang out!

KARL: Hang... out?

Sean: Yeah. Like, do stuff. Have fun.

KARL: I don't know that I'm programmed to have "fun."

Sean: Come on, I'll show you!

(Sean runs off and KARL follows him.)

KARL: Ho-ho! Okay! Uh, we shouldn't run though. I... I just mopped!

(Cut to outside where Terry is fiddling with the cards and thinking about the boxing matches.)

Terry: ( groans ) I teach her to play cards, teach him about boxing, and all of a sudden, she's freaking Casino Royale and he's Muhammad Ali. (Calls Tess)

Tess: (On Phone) Hey. Everything okay with the kids?

Terry: Oh yeah. Nah, super good. Super good. The kids are great. They're, uh... just getting ready for dinner. Yeah. No, everything's... great.

Tess: (On Phone) Oh, I know that tone. Terry, what is going on?

Terry: ( sighs ) Yeah. I talked to Lisa and Jelani... Yeah? Didn't really go like I hoped it would.

Tess: Shocking.

Terry on phone: What do you mean?

Tess: Well, you know how she and he is. And, uh, how you are. You can both be tough nuts to crack.

Terry: ( sighs ) Gosh. I wasn't this hard, though, was I?

Uh... ( chortles ) She hasn't even brought home her first boyfriend yet, and you're already having trouble with this? And Jelani hasn't even kissed a girl yet.

Terry: Oh, no. No, no. No. Don't even. Please, I can't even think about that.

(Lisa is sitting squeezing a bag of Maca Snacks, when an alien girl approaches her.)

Alien Girl: Hey, you okay?

Lisa: I'm fine.

Alien Girl: I don't think that bag of Maca Snacks would agree.

Lisa: I'm okay.

Alien Girl: Okay. (Goes to walk off and stops)

Lisa: It's just, dads are so annoying.

Alien Girl: Ah. Dads. Say no more. I get it.

Lisa: They never listen to you. They always think they know everything. They're working all the time one minute, and the next minute, they just magically expect you to...

Alien Girl: (Takes off her hood) Wanna talk about it?

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!!!