Creative Writing: The Boovians

In a galaxy far, far away, there’s a colony of blue, short, chubby aliens called the Boovians. The Boovians are a peaceful colony that farm and trade goods to survive. Sadly, they are being threatened by a wizard alien named Fuldrik, who was banned from his previous planet because of his magic. Fuldrik found a way to “improve” his previous colony with a dark spell called, Brackish. This spell could give you the strength of ten men but would turn your skin green and bumpy. Your hands and feet would become scaly and rough. Your nails would grow sharp and turn yellow. This spell would also make your body smelling like garlic. Fuldriks previous colony despised his idea and banished him from his home planet, for he should never return until the
Are you looking for something?” Fuldrik replied, “If you must know… I am in search of a rare flower. Once I find that blasted flower, I can make a potion that will give me – I – I mean us a better life.” Spuds eyes got very wide and said, “I want to help master! Oh, please master! Let me help! I’m – I’m really good at finding things!” The alien wizard gave it some thought and replied, “Alright. It’s very easy to spot. This flower has orange petals the size of this fan.” Fuldrik points to the old rickety fan on the ceiling. “And it has black spots on the petals with long antennas that have brown tips. It’s a rare flower and blooms once in a decade. I’ve been searching for some time now… but I still haven’t found it.” Spud excitingly bounce up and down with his hand in the air and says, “Oh! Oh! Pick me! Pick me!” “What is it Spud?! Spit it out!” “Master, I’ve seen one in the Valley of Ahh. I’ll show you.” Fuldrik instantly says, “No! You must stay here and get my supplies ready for the making of the spell. Chop-chop! It’s just a brisk walk from here.” The alien wizard quickly grabs his staff and walks out the
I mean forth. Spud has collected the jars and accidentally knocks over a leather suitcase and it unlatches. There was something glowing on the inside of the suitcase. Spud opens it. Inside the leather suitcase was a small glass of glowing pickles. Spuds not sure why the pickles glow but then he thought, ‘I know. Master probably hides snacks like I do.’ Spud looks around the room and grabs the jar of pickles. He examines the pickles and doesn’t seem to notice anything other than it glows green. Spud was actually looking for a little note saying something like ‘Do Not Eat’. The small alien grows a grin and opens the jar, smelling the pickles he said, “Mmm! Smells like Nutter Butter… or – or peanut butter!” Spud then takes a glowing pickle out of the jar and chomp! A large bite was gone from the pickle. Spud quietly chews and thinks to himself, ‘oh what a treat. I wish I had a yummy fly sandwich to go with this pickle.’ Suddenly, a small flash of light with a whisking sound appeared behind him. His eyes got big thinking it was his master that had returned. Spud slowly turns around to find only the fly sandwich he wished for. The cute small alien got excited and said, “I wish for two more fly sandwiches!” He takes another bite and looks around and waits for a flash of light. Nothing happened. Spuds says in a relaxed tone,