The Silver Streak

Space Master's silver starship cut through the swirling galaxies like a bright arrow. His cosmic staff glowed softly beside him as he checked his navigation screen.

"Poop City coordinates locked in," he said to himself, adjusting his shiny spacesuit. The planet ahead looked strange and wonderful.

Brown and gold clouds danced around curved buildings that twisted like ribbons. Trees giggled below as his ship descended toward the landing pad.

"What kind of trouble could be happening here?" Space Master wondered aloud, gripping his staff tighter.

The ship touched down with a gentle thud. Through his window, he saw the most unusual city he'd ever visited. Houses spiraled upward in impossible arcs, and the sky shimmered with colors he'd never seen before.

The Ground Shakes

Space Master stepped out of his starship onto the strange landing pad. The ground felt soft and bouncy under his boots.

"Welcome to Poop City!" squeaked a tiny voice.

He looked down and saw the smallest person he'd ever met. She had short brown hair and wore a purple jumpsuit covered in tool belts. She barely reached his knee.

"I'm Pip, the city engineer," she said proudly. "We've got big problems!"

Suddenly, the ground shook hard. Buildings swayed like ribbons in the wind. Space Master grabbed his cosmic staff as another tremor hit.

"The whole city is sinking!" Pip shouted over the rumbling noise.