[ WP ] Everything was normal in their world , later to be called the Moon , until aliens came on July 20th 1969

Enlgish. 
 Eg... English. 
 
 Oh, I quite like this. 
 
 This is n't bad. English you call this? I enjoy this a lot. Preferable to expunging different concoctions of vapors to communicate. All these syllables. I could get used to this. 
 
 `` Hey there. How are you?'' The squishier one asked while the other hoisted a camera into the air. At the time, I was carelessly staring into the front of it like I did n't know what it would do to me. Then, suddenly, there was a massive flash and my sight went white. I started screeching and jumping around, pumping noxious, purple smoke into the air. My friend was doing the same thing, having made the same mistake I did. 
 
 My friend. Ooo, what other words can I use to describe him? Friend, partner, ally, companion, mutual benefactor. I should give him a name. What would the humans call him? Squid, probably. Squid. My friend Squid. 
 
 The camera wielding one set it on the ground, then pressed the button on a tape recorder. The audio receiver. The playback device. I'm loving these words! 
 
 `` These creatures seem to be similar in appearance to Octopus Vulgaris, but with distinct red eyes and four noticeable legs. They only appear to stand as tall as our shins, however.'' 
 
 Legs? That's what those are called? Legs? That's not a very fun word. 
 
 I looked over at Squid and he looked back, puffing a cloud of green mist in my face. If I could've spoken I would have said, `` Good thinking, Squid! That sounds like a good time!'' Up until Squid had his idea, I'll admit, I was feeling a little bit scared. There is n't a whole lot up here to talk to besides Squid, so seeing two fresh new faces waltzing around our world kind of threw us for a loop. 
 
 They're much less frightening now that I have all the words for them. 
 
 Neil. Buzz. Those are strange words. They do n't seem to have any individual value, though. I guess buzz does, but they certainly did n't sound like they were buzzing. Why would they call that Buzz? Stranger yet, why would they call that one Neil? 
 
 Hindsight's twenty twenty. If I really wanted to know, I probably should have kept them alive. 
 
 But it's oh so worth it, so worth it for these words! How could I have gone my whole life without knowing the power of words? There's one for everything! So much better than puffing purple smoke when you're scared and green smoke when you're hungry. 
 
 Then they both knelt down, putting their giant, bubbly heads right next to squid and I, and that's when it became clear that their heads were n't actually that big. They were sitting inside this giant bubble. They kind of looked like bigger versions of their thumbs, but with eyes, mouths, noses, ears, teeth, eyebrows and lots and lots of skin. I do n't know about Squid, but to me, that skin looked paper thin. A breeze to get through. 
 
 This bubble shield was a different story. I pressed my tentacle against it. Rigid. Solid. I know now it's called glass. I know now that's called a crack. I know now that sound was a shatter. I know now that Neil was scared. 
 
 And I know now what fear looks like. Terror, fright, dread, horror. Why do they have so many words for it? 
 
 Now it became just a matter of... A matter of... Huh. I ca n't seem to find the word for this. Is there anything similar? 
 
 Oh here's one. Re-purposing. Just a matter of re-purposing Neil. One tentacle up his nostril, nose, nasal cavity, nope. Too small. How about his mouth? I can just seem to fit... Just barely. 
 
 Perfect. His brain. Oh that word sends chills across my body -- I'm sorry. His body. Brain. Bbbbrrrraaaiiiiinnnnn. THE brain. A brain. A nice, big brain. There are n't a whole lot of other words for this, but brain will do. I just had to figure out how to crack its code. How to decipher its secrets. The language it was programmed in. 
 
 E... Eg... Enlgish. 
 
 English. 
 
 Oh, I quite like this. 
 
 I turned and saw Buzz, a shattered bubble shield, eyes a piercing red. 
 
 `` This is n't bad is it?'' Squid asked me. I laughed. 
 
 `` Squid, your red eyes are showing.'' Squid rolled his eyes backward, then blinked a couple times. Now they were fine. 
 
 `` What are you thinking?'' I asked. 
 
 `` I'm thinking, what's all this I'm hearing about pepperoni pizza and how good it is?'' Squid lifted Buzz's arm and pointed to the giant blue marble across the void. `` Earth.'' 
 
 `` You think we can find some there?'' I questioned. Squid nodded Buzz's head up and down. I gave him a thumbs up and said, `` Then let's go. I'm sure one of us has to know how to get back.'' 
 
 `` You start searching yours. I'll start searching mine,'' Squid cheered as he began sorting through all the neurons. I was about to begin as well, but a crackling noise came from the side of Neil's broken suit. 
 
 `` Eagle 1, Neil and Buzz. You reading us?'' 
 
 NASA. Now that's a cool name. 
 
 `` NASA, this is Buzz and Neil. We're having a good time up here, but we're really regretting not taking a pepperoni pizza with us.'' 
 
 NASA laughed, guffawed, chortled, chuckled, giggled. 
 
 `` You boys finish your mission and you can have all the pepperoni pizza you want back on the ground.'' What's this? A whole string of neurons dedicated to a'mission?' This was going to be a piece of cake, a cake walk, easy as pie, a walk in the park. 
 
 `` Roger that NASA. See you guys soon. Buzz and Neil, over and out.'' 
 
 Earth. There's a lot of memories in here labeled Earth. 
 
 I ca n't wait to see it.
