Beep beep beep. "May day, may day! Everything flashes and beeps! May day!«

The cockpit of the rocket I'm in is going crazy. Everything flashes and beeps and I can't reach the ground staff. It rumbles and wobbles. I must make an emergency landing. A loud crack. I landed. Where, I don't know. I reach into my backpack because I want to know if my miracle slime has stayed intact. Luckily. Everything alright. Because I can no longer do anything in my rocket, I decide to get out and put on my astronaut helmet. I can hardly believe my eyes when I discover these many, many stars. They shine so bright.

Well, my uncle Horst, he's a giant. Honestly, he's so tall he always hits his head on the door frame when he enters a room. But this. This is indescribably large. A gigantic swirl of stars in the most beautiful shades of blue, purple and red stretches across my field of vision. The whirlpool is completely white in the middle, then it becomes reddish and blue towards the edge. He sparkles like a billion diamonds. I can't get out of my amazement, but then I notice how something pulls on my pant leg. Out of reflex I shake my leg to get rid of this annoying feeling, but then it pulls on my pant leg again.

When I look down I see a small green gnome. an alien? Its head is quite large compared to its body, but overall it's really tiny. "Excuse. You're standing on my foot!" the little thing beeps angrily at me. "Oh excuse me. It really wasn't on purpose,' I say. "I'm Emily. And who are you?" 

"I'm Mr. Ups from Öps in Püh." 

I want to laugh out loud, but refrain from doing so so as not to offend him. He probably thinks my name is just as odd. 

»Hello Mister Oops. Nice to meet you. I'm from Earth, but my rocket crashed. Are we here on Öps or on Püh?”

"Neither," says Oops. "We're on the moon, dumbass." "On the moon?" I marvel. And in fact, when I turn around, I see her. The earth I come from She is so small and beautiful to look at from up here. "What's that?" I point to the glowing swirl of stars.

“It's a galaxy. I think you humans call them the Milky Way."

answers me Oops impatient. "Okay, I have to go now. Please be more careful where you step next time!«. Oops turns around, but I'm still stopping him. "Wait! Can you help me? With my rocket?” “Do I look like an engineer?” Ups presses his long fingers, which he only has three on each hand, onto his hip. “You have your slime. Use that one.” Oops reminds me. "Great idea." Just as I'm about to thank him, he rushes off at breakneck speed. I reach into my Wunderslime and bright sparks spray out of it, wrapping around the rocket. The rocket repairs itself, rattling and hissing before my eyes, and opens the door to tell me to fly back. I get in and made my way home.

Author: Jane Doe