I have lived on Alien Resort island for 350 years. Except to go fishing and swimming, I have never left the island, until now. As we celebrate Plucky’s good fortune here on the island of our landlord the king, my feelings are mixed. I feel great joy for her, happiness to see us all together at this lavish event, and for the first time in hundreds of years, homesick. Not homesick for my original planet of course, for that feeling ended long ago, but instead for that tiny spot on the Earth where I live with my friends. Deadpan says the footprints he discovered won’t make him famous; he’s going to use them as stepping stones.