A long way

chapter 1

A single blast filled the night sky, yellow breaking the deep black and blue, white flashing like synthetic lightening afterward. It was seconds before a loud crash filled the air, a muffle as something hit the ground. The source of the chaos being a now broken down ship that ripped up the Earth below, branches and leaves and such scattered along the already filled area. Trees were uprooted from the ground and threatening to fall over to create even more of a mess. Small blinks of light in purple, red, blue, and pink flashed from the inside of the bubbled maroon ship. A form was slumped inside over the control panel, clad in yellow, a silver and yellow bulb on its back. It's skin was green and it's antenea were slumped. It was in this position for hours in the smouldering wreckage of its vehicle before finally the sound of voices were heard and the rays of man-made light shown, revealing the vehicle and its owner.

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"It's absolutely incredible, sir! A being from another planet!"

What was that voice? The being in question cringed at the sound, his atennea twitching. He began to blink to try and grasp his surroundings, a horrible light above him making him nearly go blind and his face feel uncomfortably hot. His kind prefered darkness.

"Yes, it is amazing," a deeper, more masculine voice agreed. The being was greatful when the horrid light was finally pushed away, revealing an alien form dressed very modestly with goggles and odd fur directed backwards into some odd style. The creature laying on the platform couldn't see the alien's face, but he could tell it was smiling. "Hello. My name is Professor Membrane. And you're now my lab's most honored guest,"

The creature narrowed its eyes in question. His PAK was working to process the language around him, but he wasn't quite there in knowing what it all meant yet. Hoping the alien above him was well versed, he reverted to his first language: Irken. "Please, I came here to find someone,"

"What did he say, sir?" The creature looked over to see another alien, dressed the same but not as covered on his face.

"Hmm...Well of course! It's his alien language!" The original alien had a triumphant air now, making the creature want to roll his eyes.

"Please, I don't want to be rude, but it's very important that I find someone,"

"Tell me, alien, what are you doing on Earth?" The odd thing asked.

He recognized the term Earth. Propping himself on his elbows, he frowned. "Please. My name is Spork. I need to know if you can help me,"

"Spork? Did he just say spork?"

"He must be hungry!" The triumphant alien declared. Suddenly they both left the room, leaving Spork confused. He moved to stand beside the platform that he had been laid on, resting against it as he still felt a bit light-headed. He looked himself over to note that he was still dressed in his sleeveless yellow robe and black pants, his feet bare, revealing his two clawed toes. When the door opened again, the triumphant alien was leading the other again, the lesser holding a try of what Spork assumed was Earth food. It was set on the platform before him and he looked to the lesser alien oddly. Said alien remained blank-faced a moment before something occured to it and it pulled out a weird utensial from one of its many pockets, handing it to Spork. "A spork! Just like you asked!"

Spork gazed at the object oddly as they left again, assuming they left him to eat the strange food. This may be more difficult than previously planned.

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oh poor Spork