"Those repulsive nitwits and creatures on Earth have multiplied so much since we've been gone," Rita said, twirling her magic staff in her hand. "So many subjects to keep track of."
"Perhaps we should send a legion of Putty Patrollers down to make them ours, my queen," Goldar grumbled.
"Indeed! Finster! Start making those Putty Patrollers!" screamed the evil monarch to her monster maker and goat-faced alien Finster.
"Of course, your Evilness," Finster said, trotting out of his monster workshop. "An army of twenty warriors is already in the Monster-Matic." As he spoke, twenty small figures made of clay mined from the moon were moving through Finster's creature machine. The orange-colored figures went into the middle of the machine and burst through a tube hanging from the ceiling, appearing as gray-clad soldiers with four black stripes on their chests. Their faces were rough-hewn, their eyes blood red, and their speech a garble of language unknown.
"Those Putties will turn all of those guys on Earth into jelly!" Squat squealed as the Putty Patrollers ambled about in the throne room.
"No!" Rita yelled. "We can't destroy all of them! At least as long as they obey my every whim. But we do need to make an example of those humans and their pets."
"How about the Adder monster, Evil One?" Finster suggested. "He not only inflicts pain and pestilence with his bite, but he can spew a deadly toxic gas using the venom sacs in his throat."
"Excellent idea! Bring him to life and send him to Earth at once!" Rita replied.
"There is no need to call me, my queen. After ten thousand years, I am more than ready and willing…" a voice hissed from a corner of the room. The court of monsters turned to see a large crimson serpent being standing on two legs, his fangs dripping with venom, his eyes set upon the world. And in a flash of light, he was gone.