"Hello. My name is Evan and I am here to destroy the earth."

"...."

"Tim?"

"Yes brother dear?"

"What is this?"

"This is my new friend Evan!"

"He says he's here to destroy the earth."

"Oh that," Tim laughed. "That's just a joke, he's a rather funny fellow he is."

"I assure you I am not joking." The dark blue alien said calmly from behind the glass.

"He says he's not joking Timothy." Chemy crossed his arms.

"Oh come now, he's not dangerous!"

"I assure you that I am in fact dange-"

"Alright we get it!" Tim interrupted.

"Why did you bring him here?" Chemy asked, cautiously observing this new creature.

"Well I couldn't very well let him destroy the earth now could I?"

"You should never be left alone." Chemy sighed.

"Pardon good fellow, but would you mind telling us exactly why it is you want to destroy the earth?"

"Yes of course." Evan cleared his throat. "Well, it appears that your planet has deemed my home no longer a planet. Thus, they have cut off supplies and my people are starting to suffer."

"No longer a planet...? Tim mumbled

"So you mean you're from..."

"Pluto. Yes."

"I hadn't the slightest idea that there was life on pluto." Chemy mumbled to himself.

"We have learned that our existence is a government secret. That is why no one is starting any fundraisers to save my home."

"If it makes you feel any better, the millennials took your not being a planet anymore rather hard."

"That is nice to know. I shall thank them for their sympathy."

"But wait," Chemy started. "Wouldn't destroying the planet that has the supplies you need be counterproductive?"

"I am looking for revenge. I have thought no further than that."

"What if we helped you?" Tim chimed in cheerfully.

"You would help me destroy the earth?"

"Oh no no no goodness no. We could help you get them to recognize your home as a planet again!"

"How on earth would we manage that?" Chemy questioned.

Tim snorted. "On earth. That's funny. Anyhow! You know that I have certain... strings I can pull."

"Please don't murder anyone brother mine."

"Well you're certainly no fun are you." Tim grumbled. "That wasn't even what I was talking about anyhow."

"Then what is your brilliant plan?"

"Well, we just so happen to know the princess of this country, she would surely help us."

"It would be very kind of her if your princess could do such a thing."

"He is a rather polite thing isn't he?" Chemy mumbled to no one in particular.

"So It's settled! We'll tell Ria everything, then your planet-"

"And ours."

"Yes yes and ours, will be saved!" Tim smiled.

"Lovely. I have just one request my new friends."

"Oh yes anything Evan, what do you need?"

"May I please be let out of this glass box?"