High above the earth, a spaceship was resting just beyond the gravitational pull of planet earth. Its occupants were strange creatures, preferring to float with devices rather than walk. Technology was radically advanced from the earthlings, and the creatures prided themselves on their advances.
But not all of these odd creatures were happy.
One, a pinkish, bored creature floating in front of blank screen, sighed for the thousandth time. He was basically on the graveyard watch. Years ago, this job had been created, not many knew why though, and one of the creatures had always been in a single room, in front of a screen, waiting. For seven years, someone was at this post. It was the worst job aboard the whole ship, simply because nothing happened.
The pinkish creature sighed, bored. He was waiting for something to happen, anything to happen. But if nothing had happened in over seven years, he seriously doubted anything would. He was about to nod off when a voice screamed into his room:
"MR. SPLINTER! WATCH OUT!"
The pink being toppled off his floating device, shocked.
She spoke...she spoke! SHE SPOKE!
The Utromian quickly got back unto his platform, pressing a button. He checked the coordinates from where the signal was coming from, and he really wasn't surprised. The small, backwater planet seemed to be the answer...like usual. Everything always pointed back to Earth...
"Sir, no sir, this is not a false alarm! The criminal spoke!"