Toil and Trouble

Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….

 Copyright –  Jean L. Hays

“This is perfect! We’ll make a trading camp here.”

“Well, if you hadn’t blown up our tetra-hop speedster, we wouldn’t have to execute the emergency debark in the middle of nowhere.”

“Shh, don’t let the terrestrials here you call this goolie a middle of an unknown place.”

“This transliterator seems a bit off…I think goolie means something else. I told you we should have turned left when we reached Jupiter. Last time we landed in New York, a kid stuck a gum to my tail. It took me forever to grow another.”

“Mom will kill us. Again.”

“Shut up.”