Izzy & Eliza...an alien tale

  ~~LEON,TESTIFY!~~

  Unfortunately for all involved, Yarn is still absent from her ship, gallivanting around Sudden Bluff on her earthly vacation. The last time the Fester Tails and I checked up on Lady Yarn, she was in the midst of slurping down an Almond Avocado Aficionado snow cone. Sounds lovely.

  If I had an opportunity to partake in one of Laddie's sugary mounds of ice, I'd prefer a Rocket Fuel Raspberry or an Oil-Based Apricot and Olive. But alas, I have never been asked. In the spirit of our dearly loved pilot and using her famous words: Harrumph to all that. Partially organic, partially artificial SpacePods have feelings too.

  Ah, Muriel Minor has informed me that I had better get on with my job, but I'd much rather talk about myself. Izzian has finally been exposed as the little green man that he is. Paksha has demanded the truth and Izzy has no choice but to tell it.

  Surely Paksha would not dare to call the authorities on Izzian. Without a doubt, his friends would understand the predicament Izzy has been in all summer; never able to mention his home or talk about his pet Slimerot Slinker, unable to mention his favorite Klesian foods or to gossip about annoying Klesian celebrities, and worst of all never able to talk about the fact that he's not human.

  All of that is the past, however, and very soon, Eliza and Paksha will know the truth. Let's see if they can handle it.

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  CHAPTER 25