The Makers

Meet The Makers!

"And here we are, in our gigantic spaceship floating around in outer space. Super smart, super prepared. A race of intelligent beings that pretty much went extinct after the planet couldn't handle all the genius on it and exploded. Well, the people were fighting about being the ultimate being and that led to the explosion of our home. Fortunately, there were four even more intelligent beings that detected the rising doom and built a huge ship to get off of it. Of course, all of it was arranged by the smartest one of the four. But when..."

"Wait one minute! What are you doing?"

Inside a humongous spaceship, four beings were floating around. They looked exactly like humans, well, the younger version of humans. One of them, a girl with dark red hair, was floating over the controls speaking into a futuristic looking microphone. Another, a boy with sleek black hair, was floating cross armed looking disappointed at the red head. A third, another boy with shiny dark brown hair, sat on a hovering chair holding a steering wheel that wasn't connected to anything but was definitely doing something to the ship stared at the red head raising his eyebrows making a seriously? sort of expression show. A fourth, another girl with redish brown hair, floated around controls opposite side of the red head and she stared awestruck at her. The boys had a similar hairstyle, short yet had a fringe, and the girls also had similar hairstyles, long and wavy, and they all wore the same clothes which were black one piece suits with capes and strange white and light grey symbols all over it, giving the impression of a superhero.

"Obviously, I'm logging in what has happened already with a..."

"I know you're logging in a report! I'm not mediocre! I meant what's all that about 'arranged by the smartest one of the four'?" The black haired boy, named Galactron, interrupted.

"Oh, well, of course I am the smartest out of you guys," the red head, named Galactia, said. "It should be very..."

"Hold on! I am the smartest! I mean..."

"How are you the smartest?!" the boy with dark brown hair, named Galactus, asked flying out of the hover chair. "I'm the one who detected the vibrations underneath the planet signalling the warnings of an explosion!"

"Why do you get to be the genius?" the girl with redish brown hair, named Galactica, asked while flying towards the argument. "I am the one who came up with leaving the planet and building a huge spaceship to take as many people as possible with and I built the entire right fourth booster by myself."

"Oh, and of course, I  wasn't the smart one when I decided to add an extension to the ship allowing it to go for at least 400 years without refueling?" Galactia asked angrily.

"Yeah, well, I'm the one that designed the fuel tank to make fuel out of stars!" Galactus said.

"That's all cute, but I'm sure I'm the smartest for coming up with the reinforced material in and out of the ship so that we could travel at lightspeed without losing parts and made the ship able to survive without a lot of the parts. So thank you!" Galactron said with a proud smile.

"Ha! I'm the one that installed the lightspeed option and upgraded it to recharge faster. So thank you!" Galactica stated with a bigger smile.

"Well excuse me, I personally built the Chillax Room. As well as the Work Room and the Light Extraction Room. All very important for our enjoyment so ha!" Galactia said with satisfaction.

"So what?" Galactica said.

"I did so much more!" Galactron stated.

"I made way better," Galactus said.

"I bet I did better!" Galactia said.

They continued arguing for a while. All four of them were running out of ideas that may prove who is smarter.