so I have been toying with the idea of doing this story for a long time. I started making it when I played the sims 3 no annoyed my best friend bmitjessesue over and over with questions on do you think people

The Stars were twinkling in space as a ship flew almost silently through it. Inside its lush green interiors, laughter could be heard echoing in its halls. “Ahahahahaha! No way! That is so hilarious. I can’t believe you did that Ezza! No

Zas cracked his eyes open a little. Dim light made him squeeze them shut again. That hurts, he thought. Sighing and laying there for a few more minutes he wondered whose house he was in. I have to stop partying so hard.

This place is really quite beautiful, Ezza said as they walked along the path. Zas nodded his head as he scanned the areas beside and in front of them. It was true, it did seem like a beautiful planet, but if he’d

Did you see this? Ezza asked. They were laying inside their tent. Ezza had woken up early and started looking around. Humans were inventive, then he had noticed the magazine. He had been reading about this place. Granite Falls, an interesting place.

Ezza looked up at the twilight sky. He was going to miss this place. Nigel had taught them so much, but they couldn’t stay here forever. Zas was studying some of the books inside the cabin, he had really taken to cooking

Standing on the sidewalk outside their new house, both men stared in confusion. “Well it’s…square?” Ezza said trying to find something nice about it. Zas just nodded his head silently. It was a box. With unpainted drywall on the outside. The roof

Whoever said this was a junker planet ought to be slapped. Zas thought. He was tired and achy and in a bad mood from work. Most of that was normal, except the bad mood part. Humans worked hard. He didn’t remember working

It was Maria. She was coming into town and wanted to know if they could meet up. Zas smiled, finally familiar territory. They made plans for the weekend before he to work. Life was starting to look up. The Roadstead Realtors was

“I’m not sure.” Ezza said holding up some pineapples at the grocery store. Zas sighed in exasperation. They had been in the produce department for almost an hour now. Ezza kept picking up various fruits and vegetables and then putting them down