A/N: Thought I'd try to write a Wander over Yonder Fanfic. Gonna be a new thing for me because I'm actually going to include Canon characters instead of just OCs. Please bear with me here, and I hope you enjoy!

"Hey, Silvia! Lookit these lil' planets!"

The planets that Wander referred to were two planets, polar opposite ones, really. To their left, there was a frigid blizzard-y ball of ice, pretty much, and to the left, what looked to be a desert oasis rotated on the other side.

"Yeah, kinda weird, huh?" Sylvia looked over their resources in the orbubble. Their supplies were running low, so it'd be good to take a rest stop. "Let's go to that one" she continued, pointing at the oasis planet.

Well, for such a paradise, the planet seemed pretty empty. As Wander and Sylvia trudged through the sandy streets, all the homes were boarded shut. To add to it, a wind was constantly blowing dirt and a salty spray into their eyes.

"Flarf nabbit," Sylvia grumbled, "this is the worst planet we've been to since that one that was made up of cheese and populated by mice…"

"Well I think the people are just hidin'," Wander retorted obstinately, "I for one bet they're just shy!" Stepping off of his trusty Zbornak partner, he shouted, "Heyyy! Is anybody there? We're just travelers, lookin' for a place to sta-"

A new voice, quiet as it was, silenced Wander's. "Jeez, will ya quiet down?"

The duo looked to their left, startled. The door to a restaurant had been opened, and out stepped a young star nomad. She was a pale yellow thing, her hair in a bandana, a rugged cloak around her shoulders, and a broom in her hand. The expression on her face matched the irritation in her voice. "No wonder no one's coming out. If you keep shouting, all they'll give you is a warrant for your arrest for disturbing the peace."

Sylvia glared at the girl, but Wander ran up to her in a tackle hug, much to the girl's distaste. "I knew it! I knew this place wasn't deserted!" After the female pushed him off, he continued, "Folks call me Wander! So, what do they call you?"

The girl put a hand on her hip, other arm resting on the broom. "'Folks' call me Malley." She leaned her face into his. "Now, what're you two 'travelers' doing here?" She stared into his eyes skeptically.

But Wander returned the gaze with a confused one. "Well, me an' my pal Sylvia here need a place to stay an' gather supplies, so we thought…"

"And… what? You think the people will just let you in, even though you're a couple'a suspicious strangers, at a time like this?" Malley turned away and kept on sweeping. "My advice? Get out of 'ere while you still can. I'm sure there's another group of planets not too far from 'ere that have better supplies than we do. No one'll let you in, so it's go now or wander here endlessly. Now, if you'll excuse me." With that, she started walking to the door.

"Wait!" Wander stepped forward and grabbed her arm. "Please, can we stay with you? I mean, you talked to us… so couldn't you let us stay? Just for a night!"

Malley paused. The guy was determined, that's for sure. After a moment of thought, she replied, "Fine. For one night. Now, follow me, and I'll get you something for this weather." She left her broom and headed somewhere down the road. Sharing a nervous glance, Wander and Sylvia followed.

A/N: …so? Whaddaya think?