I will ensure the child lives past your mere mortal existence.

GRAPE BALLS OF FIYAER Spotted on the stout mound of the northern hemisphere of the moon, by explorer co-captains, Jada and Jilly, The Fiyaer as Jada named it, is an often recluse creature who secretes sweet scented toxins in its low hanging jowl. the Fiyaer is not to be confused with the human 'dog' which was rather useless up on the moon, with a tendency to fly of and up into space during games of 'fetch' pre the Late disco and much after the destruction of 'E****'. STATS Power : 6/10 Speed: 5/10 Intellect: 10/10 Special techniques: can extend jowls, to then inflate in the style of a human hot air balloon

Hey Brandon! I heard mama moon is great with advice, so If u ask her once, or ask her twice, she'll cure ur ailments emotional or otherwise

I do not believe in democracy and think anarchy is the only answer LEAVE OUR MOON LAND ALONE!

Gawjus

been writing fan fiction if u wanna join

I can’t deal honestly have nothing left to watch and no one in the flat is talking to me now the ducking moon is a projection AHHHHHHHHHHH

U got da rocks or nah my guyyyyyy

Chapter II YOU reach the source of the heat source a small porcupine-sque mound jitters and writhes, stretching and clumping between shard like thinness and bulbous roundness. Astronaut 2 is startled and steps back, due to the gravity of the moon, the steps feel more like 3 than one and the awakened moon dust freezes the critter into a solid square. "Shit" astronaught 2 whispers, their fear and utter embarrassment entering your helmet through the speakers, a subtle smirk crosses your face. "It's okay, you're okay" you say, a sliver of a sound, reaching out your hand to theirs. Astronaught 2 exhales and reaches back. "would be more comforting if" "yes, I know" you say this as you grab the geiger belt for first assessments on the globular shapefiting critter. The machine whirs alive a technicolour display of advancement and style in marriage "very fancy" says Astronaught 2 You smile and begin the assessment. Streams of data appear as a thin veil before your eyes blocking out the distant planets. The readings say it is harmless. "So, what's the diagnosis" Astronaught 2 says as they step beside you. The proxemics sensors on your suite react as always increasing the heat receptors nearest their presence, a warmth that you wish was real, visits you, distracting, like a fire alarm in the kitchen. Coming back to the mission, you reply "All fine, no threat, though it is pretty strange" They laugh, "no shit! can we keep it?!" as though it could be your pet, their request urges you face to face, can you resist those bright brown eyes swimming inside a fish bowl of a helmet.

as a fellow moonmother, I know how it can be concerning to see such strange and distressing figures from our children, I can assure you these must be from the solar web. I heard the solar webs made contact with the earthlings and this has led to some cult classic contamination which I think is what your child is seemingly manifesting here. Do not be alarmed but do stay watchful, for reprogramming and gravity sickness follow soon after making such strong contact with earth.