Chapter Twenty: HQ
“Funny question, actually, according to Talk, we may not be quite where we were intended to go, isn’t that strange?”
“Where are you?” Easy Cheese asked again, looking mildly amused as if this were a silly game.
“Earth.” I mewed with hesitation.
There was silence for a bit. I detected a hostile glare from Spork resting upon me, but could not detect what the commanders thought. At last, Commander Easy Cheese spoke.
“That’s the wrong planet.”
I was becoming more and more uncomfortable with every passing moment. “We’re…
No problem. I looked through your art and fictional worlds you came up with, and i find your art style to be extremely likable and easy to look at, and your background of the characters in your art to be interesting to read.