A Little Black Alien with A Code 1-6-10

Malia is an adventurer and she is onto discovering about the code which seems like it was just a card with mark 1-6-10!! 🗺️📍

Malia was trying to enjoy some sun time next to the quiet lagoon pool of The Institute when something shimmied through the bars of the gate. The black and threatening form of Spix came rushing towards the pool, or at least the little alien would be threatening if they were bigger than a small Yorkshire Terrier. 

While it was obvious they were looking for literally anyone to talk to, Spix zeroed in on Malia’s familiar and friendly face. They raced up to her holding what appeared to be a trading card, which was as big as Spix’s head.

“Behold! My tool for domination!” they said, brandishing the card as if it were somehow dangerous. “They are extremely limited! And I have stolen one and I will use it in my evil plans!”

Malia raised an eyebrow, and Spix lowered the card a little. “Okay, so I didn’t steal it. I bought it, but nonetheless evil!” he said, the second part with proper enthusiasm.

Spix’s last evil plot mostly involved eating a lot of doughnuts, so Malia wasn’t too worried about what the tiny terror had floating in their head.

Spix curled their little fists in a passionate display. “Only the finest minds will have one and my likeness will be there, ready to influence them towards my fiendish goals!” he said.

Malia looked more carefully at the card. It was undeniably nice and definitely collectible, but otherwise, it was just a card with a mark that said 1-6-10.

“Spix,” said Malia. “You know that card doesn’t have you on it?”

“What?” shouted the tiny terror, as they once again inspected the trading card. Sure enough, in their excitement, they had failed to notice this important detail.

“Rats, foiled again!” yelled Spix, which wasn’t all that loud given their size. They raised their tiny fists toward the sky in a display of agonizing defeat.

Malia patted the tiny terror reassuringly. “I’m sure your next plan will be even better. I’m going to feed the flamingos. Do you want to come?”

“Ooh, that would be diabolical!” said an excited Spix. “But could I maybe get a ride?”

Malia laughed and picked up the little black alien, who perched comfortably on her shoulder. If only everyone had Spix’s jovial and harmless view of evil, the multiverse would be a better place.

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