The thrilling intergalactic adventures of four kids in space--as told by a hilarious alien!
It all happened because of Feeney's Original Astronaut Ice Cream bars. Those accursed pink treats entranced me with their sugary magic! But I digress . . .
Life on Gelo was fine until the fur-headed "humans" arrived. They invaded our peaceful asteroid with their loud drill machines and their endless greed, stealing our precious Iridium to take back to their strange blue-and-green planet.
Then the mothership took off and left four little fur-heads marooned here. But thank Jalasu Jhuk that Hollins, Becky, Nicki, and Little Gus turned out to be pretty cool. They have sweet gadgets like hologram games and rocket bikes. Plus they can pilot starships!
But there's plenty the young humans don't know, like how to fight a ferocious thyss-cat or ride an usk-lizard or navigate the twisting caverns of my world. And they are truly unprepared for my secret Xotonian stink gland!
Luckily the Earthlings have me, Chorkle, and all five of my eyes to look after them.
If only I knew how to help them get back home . . .
It all happened because of Feeney's Original Astronaut Ice Cream bars. Those accursed pink treats entranced me with their sugary magic! But I digress . . .
Life on Gelo was fine until the fur-headed "humans" arrived. They invaded our peaceful asteroid with their loud drill machines and their endless greed, stealing our precious Iridium to take back to their strange blue-and-green planet.
Then the mothership took off and left four little fur-heads marooned here. But thank Jalasu Jhuk that Hollins, Becky, Nicki, and Little Gus turned out to be pretty cool. They have sweet gadgets like hologram games and rocket bikes. Plus they can pilot starships!
But there's plenty the young humans don't know, like how to fight a ferocious thyss-cat or ride an usk-lizard or navigate the twisting caverns of my world. And they are truly unprepared for my secret Xotonian stink gland!
Luckily the Earthlings have me, Chorkle, and all five of my eyes to look after them.
If only I knew how to help them get back home . . .
