Recap
Previously on Globturds: The Series…
After their DIY rocket exploded sideways into a neighbor’s garden gnome, Professor Roundy vowed to go even bigger: “Next time, we’re building a space-level rocket!” Curveball, covered in cheese dust, cheered for snacks in orbit.
And so, they set up their very own Mission Control.
The Sixth Experiment: Mission Control Madness
Curveball’s garage had been “transformed” into a space center.
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Cardboard boxes painted with buttons and screens
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Walkie-talkies duct-taped to the wall
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A spinning office chair as the “astronaut seat”
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And of course, crates of snacks labeled “Space Rations”
Roundy stood proudly in a lab coat two sizes too big.
“Captain, today we simulate space! With proper control panels, we’ll prove the globe at last!”
Curveball spun in the chair, holding a bag of chips like oxygen supply.
“Roger that, Professor! Snackstronaut ready for launch!”
The “Launch”
Roundy counted down.
“3… 2… 1… IGNITION!”
Curveball mashed random buttons. The garage lights flickered as Roundy flipped a breaker by mistake. Sparks flew from the toaster they had wired into the system.
Curveball (shouting into walkie-talkie): “Houston, we have a… cheese puff problem!”
The rocket mock-up (a trash can with fins) shook violently as Curveball kicked it over by accident.
The Broadcast
To make it official, Roundy livestreamed the “mission” online.
But instead of convincing proof, viewers watched Curveball spinning in his chair, upside down in a bicycle helmet, shouting:
“Look, I’m floating! Zero gravity, baby!”
Someone in the comments typed: “Bro, that’s just you falling off your chair.”
Another wrote: “This is more fake than NASA, and that’s saying something.”
Roundy panicked, covering the camera with his hand.
“Technical difficulties! Please stand by!”
The Meltdown
The toaster exploded, filling the garage with smoke. Curveball coughed, dropping his snacks.
“Abort mission, Professor! The dome ceiling is too low!”
Neighbors gathered outside, laughing as the “Mission Control” fell apart. One yelled:
“Congrats, globeturds, you just proved your garage is flat!”
The Cliffhanger
Roundy, covered in soot, raised his fist.
“This isn’t over! If Mission Control fails, then next time… we’ll infiltrate the real space center!”
Curveball grinned.
“Sweet! Do they have better snacks?”
The crowd cheered. Another failure — another laugh.
To Be Continued…
Thus ends Part 6 of the saga.
Next episode:
👉 “Sneaking Into the Space Center”
Stay tuned.
