My husband’s job

A tank or spaceshipRob works with spaceships. At night, the Martians open this cockpit and ooze out. They are slimy and smell like fermenting grapes.

Rob at the wineryThree of their landing craft arrived at the same time. Rob is making sure that the landing gear is stable. When the landing gear isn’t stable, the spaceships fall over. That makes the Martians cross. We don’t like that.

Rob at the winery After the Martians have oozed out of their spaceships and across the hanger, Rob has to squeegee the floor to get rid of their slime. It is very slippery. In the back, you can see the conveyor belt they use to get back into their ships.

They disguise the hanger as a winery in downtown Manhattan. But don’t be fooled. Who would build a winery in Manhattan?

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10 thoughts on “My husband’s job”

  1. Wow, the spaceships, um, tanks, sure are beautiful, all shiny and quilted and tall! (however, in both of these pictures, it looks like Rob is squishing a cockroach with his boot…) Hope the aliens aren’t giving him too hard a time.

  2. Come to think of it, a winery in NYC does seem a bit odd…after all…the space. If it’s not a store front, it’s insane. People should be suspicious.

  3. Are those spaceships or clone tanks? I had no idea Rob worked directly for our new Overlords. At least our new Overlords have sci-fi aesthetic tastes. 😀

  4. When did they move Area 51 to Manhattan?

    So we are tricked into drinking our new Overlords, thinking it is wine, then they take over our mind and body? 🙂

    1. I think they are expanding their market.

      So we are tricked into drinking our new Overlords, thinking it is wine, then they take over our mind and body?

      No, no, don’t be silly. The wine is just wine. They have to have that to complete the front. I can’t talk about their plans for global domination.

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