So, what happens next after the comic strip ends?

“Holy macca noodle Frenchy!” says Charmy with a slight chuckle. “We are definitely alone in the universe. There are no space aliens out there”.

“So says you!” quips an annoyed Weaver. “I not only believe in them… I have seen them up close and personal. Um, actually the other way around”.

Frenchy’s eyes light up. “Weaver! What do you mean?” asks Frenchy.

“This is so hard for me to open up about”, admits Weaver. “I was abducted by space aliens”.

“No, you weren’t!”, says Charmy in disbelief.

“Oh-ho-ho, yes I was”, replies Weaver with his hands resting on his hip. “It was a dark, winter night around midnight and I was in the middle of a cornfield”.

Wait, wait, wait….” a conflicted Charmy interrupts. “Why were you standing in the middle of a cornfield at midnight?”

“Oh, there weren’t any chairs”, replies Weaver. “Then, all of a sudden, there were blinding lights shining over my head. They flashed red and blue over and over again”.

“If they were “blinding lights”, how do you know what color they were?” asks Charmy.

“I just happened to be wearing sunglasses”, reveals Weaver.

“At midnight”… snaps an irritated Charmy.

“I wear my sunglasses at night” responds Weaver in a snarky tone. “So, I blacked out. The next thing you know, I wake up in an alien spaceship. There are all these green aliens scanning me with these wands. I had a bunch of wires taped to my body… Oh, and I was wearing a tutu.”

“Why would they have you wearing a tutu?” asks Frenchy.

“I am betting it was their way of doing something silly so they could let me know that they were not here to hurt me”, says Weaver.

“How did you get off the ship?” asks Frenchy who is now buying into the story.

“I have no idea”, reveals Weaver. “When I woke up. I was back home in my bed”.

“That’s a dream!”, yells Charmy.

“Well, a dream would have been if I was back home in a bed full of money”, says Weaver.

“No Weaver!”, says Charmy. “I mean to say that you DREAMED the entire thing, How would the aliens know where you lived?”

“I am sure they checked my license in my wallet”, answer Weaver.

“And no one saw a bunch of aliens at your house?” asks Charmy.

“Well, I said they were tiny”, said Weaver.

Suddenly, a bright light explodes and flashes red and blue.

“See!”, screams Weaver. “I told you! They’ve come back for me!”

“Oop a doo!”, yells Flimp.

And the scene goes black.

We will continue this later in a story I am going to call “Plan ANT Nine”.