The Silver Surfer hovered high in Earth's atmosphere, drinking in the planet's beauty as it revolved beneath him. Then his cellphone buzzed. Checking the number he could see it was from his boss- Galactus. Opening up the text message, it read: "ABdnfA* lfd) eRon#b."
Perplexed, the Surfer texted back, "Sir…?" There was no immediate reply, so Surfer descended towards the planet, getting a slightly closer look. He wouldn't admit it to many- or any, really- but planet watching was his favorite hobby. Not the cold and calculating kind of survey to see if the planet would be fit for the boss' consumption, but something deeper. Alas, the Surfer's silence was interrupted by another buzz.
"Sorry brah, just butt dialed as I was grinding with Stardust lol" Surfer dropped his phone, the device clanging off his board and dropping towards the surface of the Earth. Several moments went by in shock before he recovered and and dove down to catch it. There was another text waiting for him when he recovered it. "GTFIH, bro."
"What's going on?"
"Throwing a ship-wide rager! Gitcho azz out here stat!lol" Surfer sighed and shook his head, surfing through hyperspace instead of teleporting to the Taa 2.
Surfing at greater than light speed, it took a few hours to reach the ship. Though Surfer wasn't sure how, he could swear he heard music playing from outside the ship. Teleporting in, he was immediately assaulted by a cosmically loud dubstep song; inexplicably, a large cigar containing some unknown substances was pressed into his hand. "HAVE YOU SEEN GALACTUS?" Surfer yelled at a tentacled alien.
"HE'S ON THE BRIDGE! HEY, WANNA GRENFELZ BEFORE YOU HEAD OVER THERE?"
"NO THANKS, I'M GOOD." After walking through the strobing multi-colored lights for a moment, Surfer just gave up and teleported to the bridge. The music was even louder, if possible, and with so many alien races attempting to dance with each other, Surfer was wondering if he'd already taken a few hits from the cigar. Still, there was no sign of the boss' distinctive helmet anywhere in sight, so Surfer teleported to his quarters to get away from the music.
Even in his quarters there was no relief. "Can I Touch You There" by Michael Bolton was playing at high volume, and nearly as loud was what sounded like Galactus and several females thoroughly enjoying themselves. Turning the corner to the space where he meditated and slept, he saw Galactus, in his bed, with several aliens with him. Stardust was passed out near the window, a thin haze of glittering light pooled on the floor around her bottom half. Grateful he couldn't blush, Surfer teleported to a mountain in the Himalayas on Earth, and sat down on a boulder. Though the cigar was very tempting at the moment, Surfer put it out and looked down the slope. Minutes later, his phone buzzed again. It was Galactus- "Dude wtf was that back there?!"
"What was what?"
"I thought I saw you for a moment; they thought I called out the wrong name. Names."
"You should apologize to Stardust."
"You kiddin' me brah, neither of us will remember this tomorrow lol"
"I will."
"Dude, chillax lol. Anyways it's fine, I've known for ages Stardust has wanted The Power Cosmic so hard, and-" Before he could finish the sentence, Silver Surfer turned off his phone and set it down, and then picked up the cigar and lit it...