Somewhere
in the universe, black holes and cosmic clouds, lost in the immensity were a
mouse named Mickey and a Skunk called Pepe.
Both were expelled from the earth when this disappeared
with a strong explotion and from one moment to another were flying aimlessly.
Their unique skills to survive, were
the defenses that nature gave them as species on Earth, a foul tail for Pepe
and sharp teeth for Mickey.
-Sounds
good Bubu, but I believe that if we want that this tale can be successful, we
must give them outfits as those who use the astronauts when they live in the International Space Station.
-But where
would we get the outfits? Remember that the Earth disappeared and they are
flying lost in space...
-We can
say that they are part of a super secret mission to find the carrots in the
immensity of the galaxies... Let me write something and see if you like:
Due to
deforestation and indiscriminate hunting of carrots, they were destined to
extinction, so the only solution was that planted them in the vastness of
space, however, scientists were afraid to fulfill the mission, no matter how
much paythey could get, so when they found Pepe the Skunk and Mickey Mouse in a
laboratory, scientist offered all the
corn they wish as payment for his courage and service to humanity.
Both were
sent to the alfa-mega star - centurion-bubu-52, where it was discovered the
right conditions to grow carrots, produce them and send them to the Earth.
-Sounds
good Champy, but needs a little drama... What do you think...
Both brave
roenautas were willing to sacrifice all for the mission, even leaving their
families to help carrots to survive.
-That's ok
Bubu... perhaps we should say that both heroes came very early to fulfill the
mission and that they traveled between suns and stars for years, to make the seeds
of carrots a reality, cared for them and brought loaded a truck full of them to
Earth.
- But, how
did they drive the truck into the space?
-They
travelled in the truck!
- But the
trucks do not fly!
- But this
is a tale, we are inventing everything Bubu, trucks do not have to fly, in our
imagination, we can do whatever we want.
-Well, in
my imagination I want dinner early.
- And
watch TV while Dad rub our tummies?!
-Yes... let’s do that, I'm tired of writing...
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