I own anyone, so don't sue me! Keep on reading! Okay, for the next few chapters, some of the characters may seem a bit OOC, so bear with me

Three months later…

"Mr. Conte, did you call?" Daine asked in his office.

"Yes. Wait for Numair and Alanna to come. I have important stuff to talk to you about." He said pleasantly.

"Yes." Daine said as Numair burst into the room, panting.

When Jon stared at him questioningly, he said, "I was in the spinner. I hate it. I'm so dizzy." Mr. Conte grinned and for a moment, Daine saw the lines of worry fade into a boyish grin before they reappeared. Daine longed to ask him what was worrying him and why he was so tense. Alanna came in with a grin.

"Jon, the ship has been built."

When Daine and Numair looked at him questioningly, he sighed. "Alanna, stay here. Listen, we have got weird reports from our satellites. The weather maps show that there is 23 of oxygen in Pluto's atmosphere. It is hard to believe, but yes. There is water and oxygen on Pluto. The other sun provides enough sunlight for-"

Daine collapsed in a chair. Alanna grinned and gave her a cup of water. "Thanks. Mr. Conte, do you know what this means? Life does exist. Life as we know it will be revolutionized. If, if there are aliens, we need to make a pact with them. We need intergalactic allies. If it exists on Pluto, it can exist anywhere. They are probably more advanced than us. If they refuse our pact, we're screwed hard." She was now pacing. "We're in deep shit. If we mess up there, we will probably not last a day against anyone. Now, the threat is so wide. We can go under attack from anyone in the entire-entire-thingy! We need allies in space who can help our battles. We should send some good politicians."

Jon was grinning at Numair and Alanna was scowling in disapproval at both of them. "Daine, calm down. You just planned enough for the next 10 generations of humans. We thought about that, and we have sensed life there already. A-"

At this, Alanna fainted straight out. She landed with a thump on the floor. Numair looked pale. Daine grasped a door frame. Jon said, "Believe me?" Numair was placing Alanna on a couch when he heard. Numair and Daine glared at Jon and crowded around his table. "Are you lying?". Jon looked sort of psyched. "No seriously. Look at these reports." He handed a pile of reports to Numair and he split them with Daine. They looked through them and Daine gasped quicker.

"What?" Numair asked.

"Look at this. Red on detailed weather maps mean warm blooded creatures. Look at the size of red on this. It is on a scale of 0.001 mm to 10 000 000 miles. Red doesn't include plants. Quite obviously green represent plants. Look at the size of the green! If this was comparable to earth, it is similar to ten times the Amazonian Rainforest! Just then Alanna came to.

"What's going on? I though I heard you talking about life in space."

"We were." Jon said.

Alanna fainted again.

"Good. She's still on the couch." Numair said. Daine stared. "She isn't exactly light you know?"

"I heard that!" said Alanna in a muffled voice.

Jon said, "Aliens!" and Alanna glared. Numair and Daine burst into laughter. "What? I thought it might just work a third time! Who knows?" he said weakly. Alanna sighed.

Good? I'm coming on with a writers block so…bombard me with ideas. Yea, remember the OOC characters. Don't whine, actually, do. I need to improve!