16. Twinkle Littler Stars

The Hoos watched stunned as the shrieks of "twinkle twinkle little-er star!!!" filled the night sky, seemingly sung to a common Plutonian folk song.

Ah-moe had climbed past a tall railing and was staring right into a pair of shiny stars coming his way. Dancing and bobbing on his stubby legs, he started on his "twinkler twinkler" once more.

Of course it hadn't occured to him that stars normally do not move this fast, neither do they travel at such altitudes, and who ever heard of stars travelling in pairs? But who cares? Ah-moe has never seen stars this big before...

Horns blaring... Tires screech... A loud bang...

A giant logging truck had met head on with Ah-moe. At the speed it was travelling, the driver probably would have one in a zillion chances of stopping in time. No one expected people to be dancing in the middle of the road at 4am anyway.

The trailer attached swung wildly upon impact, tumbled with a crash causing logs from the truck to break free from the restraining chains, rolling over the rest of the Hoos, knocking the sea water out of them.

...

Finally, it really went pitch black for all of the Hoos, as the firemen began extricating them from the mangled mess of the wreckage.

(Footnote: No humans were hurt in the making of this story. The truck driver managed to escape unscathed somehow and call in the firemen.)