I heaved a breath as i shoveled even more snow. WHY did it have to be winter? It’s been almost a week since this piece of junk flying saucer crashed into a goddamn ice planet. We’re all freezing out here while the oh so important crew are inside, drinking warm tea and supposedly trying to fix the electric panel. Maybe one day i’ll leave that stupid planet i was raised on and move somewhere else where the decision of who to take on a world saving mission isn’t decided by drawing names from a hat.

The ship groaned as the lights shuddered and all of us peasants looked up hopefully.

But no. the lights shut off, and didn’t come back on. Whoopy.

A clock dinged. Time to change shifts. Time to get out of the cold for a couple hours. We started filing inside as people clad in red snowsuits came out.

I sighed. This whole thing felt like a movie. That weird movie called Minions, or something, to be specific.

Maybe some tiny purple dude will take me home to the warmth.