Recap
Previously on Globturds: The Series…
Roundy and Curveball stowed away on a rocket, only to turn zero-gravity into a snack-fueled circus. When Mission Control called them idiots, Roundy vowed: “Next time, we’ll build our own space station!”
And so, their next catastrophe begins.
The Tenth Experiment: DIY Space Station
The Globturds gathered supplies from a junkyard:
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An old satellite dish
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A rusty trampoline frame
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A refrigerator door
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And of course… crates of chips and cheese puffs
Roundy drew up “blueprints” that looked suspiciously like a doodle of a doughnut.
“Behold! The Roundy-Station-One! Capable of orbit, snacks, and SCIENCE!”
Curveball squinted.
“Professor… that just looks like a giant floating snack bar.”
“Exactly, Captain. Genius is rarely understood.”
The Construction
With duct tape as their primary tool, they bolted scraps together in Curveball’s backyard. The trampoline became the “command module,” the fridge door was the “airlock,” and the satellite dish was the “communications array” (which still picked up late-night TV).
Curveball proudly painted the words “Official Space Station — Do Not Touch” in crooked letters across the side.
The “Launch”
To get it airborne, Roundy suggested strapping fireworks to the bottom. Curveball eagerly volunteered to light them, holding a torch in one hand and a bag of marshmallows in the other.
“3… 2… 1… Launch!” Roundy shouted.
The contraption wobbled, sputtered, then exploded in a spectacular rain of duct tape, fridge magnets, and burnt snacks.
Curveball cheered mid-chaos:
“It’s working! We’re in orbit! Wait… no, that’s just my trampoline flying.”
The Audience Reaction
Neighbors gathered (again) to watch. One laughed:
“Congrats, Globturds, you just built the world’s first space barbecue!”
Another yelled:
“Forget proving the globe — you just proved duct tape has limits!”
The Cliffhanger
Covered in soot, Roundy raised his fist defiantly.
“This was only a prototype! Next time, we won’t just build a station — we’ll rule space itself!”
Curveball, eating a half-burnt marshmallow, grinned.
“Sweet. Can I be Space Snack Commander?”
The crowd erupted with laughter.
To Be Continued…
Thus ends Part 10 of the saga.
Next episode:
👉 “Globturds Declare Themselves Space Rulers”
Stay tuned.
