T: “Just give me a minute to move the shield around.”
B: “Okay.” Continues flying towards the death ray blocking the path as if nothing was said.
An explosion rocks the screen. We. Are. Dead.
Tabitha, Wyatt, and I battled through the first level of Lovers in a Dangerous Spacetime. I could feel the tension as we all raced around the pink spaceship. Each of us scrambling to man the proper command console:
- Pilot – Thrusters
- Block – Shield
- Search – Radar
- Fire – Guns / Super Gun
Meanwhile, enemies kept attacking from all directions. To be stationary is to be space dust.
Communication is not optional:
T: “Give me a moment to move the shield around this time.”
B: “Okay, I can do that. Wyatt, are you firing back?”
Our second run through the first level went much better than the first run. We survived!
But I’m not sure whether we’ll be playing Lovers in a Dangerous Spacetime again soon. Even if the boy kept asking:
“Can we play the lovers game?”