They weren’t conquerors. They were refugees .
It was a Tuesday, 7:14 AM, in the sleepy suburb of Maple Grove. Mrs. Albright, who was watering her petunias, assumed the small, gelatinous plop on her lawn was a fallen plum from the neighbor’s tree. But it wasn’t purple. It was the color of a sunrise—peach and pink, with two enormous, liquid-black eyes that took up 80% of its body. Cute Invaders
The military was the first to officially surrender, though the declaration was less a treaty and more a viral video of a gunnery sergeant weeping tears of joy as a Puffball nuzzled his boot. They weren’t conquerors
Part I: The First Sighting No one sounded the alarm when the first one landed. It was the color of a sunrise—peach and
“Oh, you poor thing,” she whispered, picking it up.