“Maybe she will want to play with me, maybe she will pick me out from all of the toys in this bin,” Alfred thought.
He waited a while, but soon grew bored. The toy she had chosen was her handheld video game… or was it actually something else, some super secret spy technology disguised as a Leapster Explorer.
“Choose your pet,” the Explorer beckoned. “Code! Surely, code,” Alfred reason. “Pet. Pet. PET. P E T. What does that stand for? Planetary Evacuation Trajectory? Planet Explosion Torpedo?” He gasped, audibly.
She looked up, but saw nothing. Just then, she felt a slight tickle, and a small pulsating sensation. This time, when she looked up, she saw none other than Alfred, nestled cozily atop her head.
“Are you …” she paused. “Are you Ag—-”
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” he stopped her. “And just who are YOU?”
“Oh, me? I’m The Ella,” she said. “I guess it’s true what they say about you, huh? Find out anything interesting up there?”