We sat in a tiny room and already I was feeling constricted and trapped. It felt like my old apartment building, but even then there had been windows to stare down upon the smog filled streets through. I sighed and examined my fingernails as if they held the secrets to the universe. Even James looked depressed in the harsh light of the infinity lamps.

"What are we doing here?" I muttered, thinking of the transmitter in perfect condition that we'd left in his tree house. We had a way out, we just needed to get through one obstacle...

"We're living," he responded, not unkindly. I rolled my eyes and sighed as dramatically as possible.

"Not really. We're trapped. It's not that much different from earth in this bunker," I drawled. James fished an old brown fedora out of a stuffed drawer and pulled it down onto his face. "Don't you dare ignore me!"

He made an annoyed noise and pulled the hat down further, leaning back against the wall. "This is how I've survived," he muttered. "As soon as you take a close enough look at the crabs they'll zap your brains out like some kind of cartoon."

"I'm going to make it off of this awful planet," I stated, "even if I die trying."

"How heroic."

"Shut up," I said. "We have to make a plan." I stood and walked over to him, my body casting a shadow over him. He looked silly underneath that stupid fedora. 

"Look," he lifted the hat so that I could just see his smirk, "I know you're literally the only other person on this planet,  but I'm not killing myself because you're afraid of turning pink."

"You're right, you won't kill yourself. We just need to make a distraction so that one of us can sneak into wherever they're hiding the signal blocking thingy and turn it off long enough to send out a signal."James rolled his eyes, presumably thinking about all the bounty hunters wanting his skin. 

"The bounty-"

"We'll deal with that. You're right, I am afraid of turning pink. But I've got at least another few years. The question is," I paused, "how long do you have?" James pulled the hat all the way onto his head and looked at me with his dark eyes, I could sense the defeat. 

"Alright," he muttered, "what's your distraction exactly?"

I took his hand and smiled slightly, feeling the ground vibrate slightly underneath my feet from the constant shaking ground. "I have a certain feeling that giant pink rock monsters listen to me well." 

He laughed and stood, looking down at me like I was a small uneducated child. "That was fluke luck! There is now way that after only a few months of living here the chemical has built up enough to control an entire rock monster!"

I winked, "You don't know that."

He groaned and sat back down, glaring at me and sighing loudly. He was quite the dramatic. "This can't work."

But I'd already won. The thing about me was that I always got my way when I wanted it bad enough, and I was going to get off of Exion if it killed me. 

Hey guys! Two minutes late haha I'm sorry... I love the artwork up there. Anyways hope you enjoyed, vote and comment your opinions if you'd like to help. Night my lovelies! (Or morning whatever.......)