It was just after dawn when Wilson finally emerged from his bunker, blinking in the light.
'New Dad – you're alive!' he exclaimed, 'How is Antony's toy? Is anyone else alive?'
'Everyone is alive,' I told him. 'The asteroid missed Earth by thousands of miles, exactly as predicted.'
W came into the house where I had a cup of coffee and some ant cookies waiting for him.
After a moment's thought, he said, 'Right. We're not all dead, lets go and fly my kite to celebrate. We could paint an asteroid on it, to scare people!'
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