Coheeh was pacing around in the Oval Office, standing next to the new president, A-DN.
Suddenly, Kohei ran into the room, the color of his franticness visible in his sweat.
"Oh my god, everybody panic! Some guy sent us a cease and desist letter!", he cried meekly.
Revealed was a note reading:
Dear president of the united states,
Please send this to the council of the Deeson republic.
The reason as to why I am writing this letter-
IS BECAUSE I AM A SALTY OLD-
I mean, because the name of your species infringes upon
My trademark. You see, your world was created in the 30s,
but I got trademarked the term "Deesah pistachio's!" In 1900.
Change the name of your species or you will face extermination.
—yours truly, Richardo Willy Jonson Pistachio.
If Coheeh had tastebuds, the emotion he felt would taste like a sharp sourness, then the cold sweet taste of blue raspberry. By that, I mean he felt surprised but then immediately started planning.
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Coheeh, and the twins arrived at a smallish macaroni shaped spacecraft parked near Deesah and barged on in swiftly!
There was nobody there.
Out one window there was Deesah.
Out of another window, there was no earth.
YOU ARE READING
Flat Coheeh 2 electric boogaloo
Science Fiction(A sequel to the original Flat Coheeh story, you may need to read that to understand this.) Basically, Coheeh is a 2 dimensional being, a single father and, a secret agent. (First book on my account)
