Mixels: A Journey Beyond

The Visitor, part 2 | Chapter 2

Pbbth! Pbbth! Loud, with unexplainable noises mixed in with footsteps drawing near, from the trees comes out Butso, who saw everything. He grabbed Ghlouai's hand and started shaking it vigorously, saying his greetings at mach speeds. Ghlouai panicked as the stone creeped down the arm... before a part of it fell off.
Larreye quickly slapped the chunk of arm out of Butso's grasp.
"BUTSHO, SHTOP!" - Cried Larreye - "They turn to shtone on contact!"
Butso thought for a moment, before coming up with something - "Ooh! How about we go eat something, Pbbbbht? They could also explain their problem, meanwhile!" - he suggested, excitedly. "Good idea, Butsho!" - Said Larreye, "I Well, i am kinda hungry..." - Added on Ghlouai, putting the piece of his arm back on, causing it to "thaw".

Once the beach was clear of these three mixels, a giant arm arose out of the sand. The arm started digging... until it dug out its owner; a weird, asymmetrical mixel, with its eyes on the arms, and the right hand that was one and half times the size of their entire body. The mixel was holding a tin can, with a string that was going underground attached to it.
"'Rosho, boss, as I understand that weird mixel's the target?" - the mixel said into the tin can. A mysterious voice responded "Yes."
"So, all I have to do is to grip 'em?" - The mixel asked. The voice responded "Yes."
"'Rosho." - The mixel smirked. - "They don't call me "Big Slappy" for nothin'."

Ghlouai, Larreye, and Butso sat down.Compared to other seats, Butso's was twice the size, and was made of metal, rather than wood.The table was brimming with delicacies, unknown to the space-born mixel.
"Sho, what did you mean by "Losht "?" - Asked Larreye, grabbing a plate. - "Are you from shpace?"
"Well, yes, I am! But not only that.." - Answered Ghlouai - "..I am both from a different planet, and a different universe. I was on my way to a planet called Umbriel, then suddenly.." Butso's open-mouth chewing silenced Ghlouai's words.
"..You can tell later! We should eat before shleep, it'sh almosht night time..." - Proclaimed Larreye, before taking the first bite. Sure enough, all three were too busy eating to talk.

After the feast, all three mixels decided it was time to sleep. Ghlouai got his own place, so that no sleepwalker turns him to stone... Big Slappy, waiting for the moment, got out of his place, snuck in where Ghlouai was, and sat down at the entrance, just to listen in.
"I wonder where the other two are..." Ghlouai thought out loud. Big Slappy, growing tired of listening in, was waiting... and waiting... and waiting...
...Next morning, Big Slappy found himself resting on the ground. Ghlouai talked so much, Big Slappy fell asleep before him. He missed his chance for today.