(No, not the cartoon one.)
It was pretty cold. Good thing Juliette Conqueso had brought a sweater!
“Hey, JC! What do you think about this spot for our photo?” said Bonchur Gallnut, slipping on some ice that maybe was or wasn’t there.
Juliette pursed her lips. “A little spartan. I’m thinking maybe we picked a poor spot for a scenic photo.”
Bonchur sighed. “Yeah?”
“I guess, deep down, I really wanted swans, you know? Maybe some shrubs.”
“It’s off to Venus, then! Good thing we brought our teleprompteraterishnisagator.”
Things got pretty quiet on Pluto after that for a pretty long time.
Then some crazy space rocket whizzed by. Pretty fast.