Thuddlewump, Tiddleybop, Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech!!!!!!!!! The deafening sound echoed around the craters of the moon. Silence. Gombleswamp’s beady eyes peered over the crater. Clouded with age, he could only just make out bright purple strobe lights illuminating the dark sky, but he could smell thick smoke.  Unsure what to do next, he decided to pluck up the…

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