The Orville May 2026

Kelly smiled. “Because every other ship in the fleet would have tried to negotiate with it or shoot it. You? You made it throw up.”

Kelly blinked. “The what?”

And then, the cloud spat them out.

“It’s… eating,” said Chief of Security Alara Kitan, her brow furrowed. “It’s not attacking. It’s just really, really hungry.” The Orville

Before Ed could suggest the universal translator equivalent of offering it a napkin, Lieutenant Commander Bortus spoke from his station. “Captain. I have detected a small Union science vessel inside the cloud. It appears to be… half-digested.” Kelly smiled

“Oh, for crying out loud,” Ed muttered. “Red alert. Alara, get a security team. We’re going in.” for crying out loud