Jeanie looked through her binoculars. In the distance, she could see Risp, a small group of Peeps, and a woman who she didn't know. They were heading for the spaceport. "What are they doing," she said to herself before turning to the others. "Let's move closer."
Jeanie's platoon moved across the lunar surface to antoher crater not far away. "If they attack, we attack," says Jeanie. She tensed, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Meanwhile, an epic game of Pong was played as the left and right sides of L_G's brain duked it out in a no-holds-barred match. the score was tied at 14 apiece. All the while L_G sang Weird Al's song "Traffic Jam", anxiously waiting for freedom from his stone prison.

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