After Monster and I landed on Mars, our stomachs rumbled with hunger.

"How about omelets for today’s snack?"

But—there were no ingredients.

So I said, "You know… doesn’t the moon look a little bit like an egg?"

Monster’s eyes sparkled. "Let’s give it a try!"

I drew a frying pan, Monster prepared the fire.

Together, we floated close to the moon— knock knock

Crack!

Out oozed a thick, golden egg yolk.

"Wow… It really was an egg…"

We poured it right into the frying pan—sizzle sizzle! And the two of us feasted on fluffy, moon-cooked omelets.

Munch munch… "Yep… The moon tastes special…"

But back on Earth, meanwhile—

"The moon is gone!!! 😱" "The night sky feels so lonely~~!!" "The wolves can’t even howl~~!! 🐺"

I took out my magic crayon, and quietly drew a new moon in the sky.

It was just a bit too round, and if you looked closely… you could see the yellow yolk peeking out.

Everyone on Earth: "Hey… doesn’t tonight’s moon look… kind of delicious?"