Alphie was bored. He/she/it was perching on a lamp-like structure of purple goo, making zurbert noises periodically as other globules floated by. The zurberts would blow the blobs into each other, where some combined into multi-colored balls of flem with a satisfying sucking noise. Nearby, Winx rolled her eyes, but continuing to focus on her latest project, and improvement on suns - same principle but they were less prone to exploding or in other ways wrecking their systems. She called them “dots”...Now it was Alphie’s turn to eye-roll...<br/><br/>