“ What? What’s going on? ”
Evil rubbed his head. That was not a smooth landing, by any means, but firefights always came with the risk of setbacks.
But did he really have to come onto Earth so often?
“...None of your concern, rodent,” he said, doing his best to sound dignified with a wreckage of his spaceship behind him. “Believe me, you’ll know when I’m to turn this planet into a lifeless Heck-scape, but that day is not today.”
He looked around at the park he landed in, and sighed.
“...Reminds me of old times...”
He quickly slapped himself in the face and looked back at Andy.
“A-anyway, I’m sure you want me off this planet, and I don’t care to see your do-gooder face for much longer, so you will assist me with my ship!”















