Whats Better Than One Grumbot? TWO!

What’s better than one Grumbot? TWO!

He knows

Serious stuff happening here

The idea for this came to me during math class and I just had to draw it.

IT IS DONE LET'S GOO

Bonus:

Also the answer is 2 mirrors to make a periscope

Hide the Object

Humans are very sneaky when it comes to hiding objects, even using their own body to do so. Can you imagine how horrified aliens would be if humans hid objects inside their bodies?

.  .  .

The leader of the archaeological team looked around at his team. They were hiding from the pirates, but they would soon be discovered. “If the pirates find these stones a vital piece of this planet’s history will be lost.”

“Back up is coming, right?” The lone human asked.

The leader nodded. “Yes, but they will not arrive in time.”

“Don’t worry, I got this!” The human said. He grabbed the small pebble like things and put them in his mouth.

The crew did not have long to freak out as the pirates arrived and there was a fight.

After the rescue team arrived and the pirates were dealt with the human spat the stones into his hand. Everyone recoiled in disgust.

“How!” the leader demanded.

“I just kept them in my cheeks,” the human replied.

“How! You spoke normally and even fought!”

“Dude, I have kids. I have to be good at hiding things in my cheeks if I want to snack in piece.”

.  .  .

Specialty Retrieval was interesting with a human. They seemed to have no appreciation for danger. And they were crazy.

The pair had successfully found the chip they were assigned to retrieve and taken it without being located. However, they had a problem. It would soon be discovered that the chip was missing.

“They will do a strip search,” the alien partner said. “We will need to hide the chip and come back for it later.”

“I have a better idea,” the human said. She pulled out a little rubber baggie, put the chip in it and sealed it closed. She took a big drink of water, put the baggie in her mouth, and swallowed it.

“What have you done!” the partner demanded. Had the human lost her mind!

“Relax,” the human said. “The rubber will protect the chip from my stomach acid-”

The alien paled at those words.

“-and the chip is like the size of my thumb nail, so it’ll pass through my digestive track just fine. We’ll get it back by tomorrow.” She smiled brightly.

The alien wanted to bag his head on the wall.

(They survived the strip search, made it off the planet, and did get the chip back the next day)

.  .  .

The five teammates stared at the little statue. It was small, fitting in a human’s palm, but it was big enough that it wouldn’t be easy to hide. How were they going to get it out? They would surely be searched when it was discovered missing, and they wouldn’t be able to leave the planet for another planetary cycle and a half!

The two humans looked at each other. Both seemed apprehensive, which put the rest of the team on edge. If something scared a human, it had to be bad.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Human Steve asked Human James.

Human James nodded grimly. “Rock, Paper, Scissors?”

The aliens stared at the humans has they held out their fists, counted to three, and then made shapes. Human Steve looked at his hand and then swore.

“Sorry bud,” Human James said.

“Give me the statue, and then everyone turned around,” Human Steve said, looking very unhappy.

Confused, but trusting their teammate the three aliens did to. Human James also turned around. They waited in tense silence.

“Okay, we’re good,” Human Steve said.

The four turned around. The statue was gone.

“Where… is the statue?” the team leader asked.

Human Steve grimaced. “You don’t want to know.”

(After they were back at base Human Steve insisted on washing the statue very well and many times before he gave it back)

Aliens interact with and are totally confused by Gen Z humans? (and an emo as well, if you can?)

Sorry you waited so long, I was struggling to come up with something since "gen z" is a much broader term than people realize.

First, allow me to introduce you to the...

Bright young people who passed their tests with flying colors. While the image only shows these notable three for this story, the graduating class composes of many skilled individuals with varying backgrounds.

Unlike many of this generation, these very few are lucky to get their dream job.

They worked hard to get in. They really did. But no matter what they did, or where they found success, they were met with critism from older generations.

These three in particular, and one older man placed in charge, were placed on a Spaceship to train as the new star sailors. Aboard this same craft were several aliens, who were used to human ways from the generation preceding.

Immediately upon boarding, the discrimination was clear from the older male. He especially seemed to hate a young boy with long black hair and piercings. The boy was often met with phrases like: "when I was your age..." and "I can't believe they allowed you onto the ship looking like that."

Despite the hostility, the three did as humans do and were seemingly cheerful. They passed around beverages on their breaks, gave each other high fives and fist bumps, and sometimes they gave out hugs. Jokes were common. The alien crew members would admit these jokes were a little weird. From simply saying "bread" the group would burst in a fit of giggles and be told off by their instructor. Mental health was a common joke among them too, often laughing about being "dead inside" and failures. Such sad "jokes" juxtaposed with such bright expressions really did a number on aliens. Weren't human smiles a GOOD thing???

Upon asking one of them about these same jokes, the human simply offered up a colorful image of a young boy giving out finger guns, captioned "nothing really mattered".

"It's okay," the human would say. "We're all that way."

Despite the instructors complaints, there was nothing wrong with the humans work performances. They were just the same as the instructor had been back when he was with his old crew. They were inexperienced and maybe a bit complain-y for sure, but... so had been the instructor at their age. Hell, he used to skip work and get drunk in the hot boiler room. Still had a scar from being dared to touch heated equipment. By comparison, these three in particular were actually much better than the last crew.

Aliens observed this and looked through human's written records. As far as alien's can see, the humans have always, ALWAYS, been filled with varying personalities like this generation. Gen z wasn't as odd as they claimed - well, odd by comparison. They had their own unique quirks, and interests, and styles, but so did any other generation. What was it about gen z that scared the older generation?

To look deeper meant to learn of a new word. Prejudice. The hate against gen z was nothing new to human behaviors. It seemed... ANY "group" different than another "group" was met with hostility. Simply being a new batch of humans with the crime of being born in a different year was enough to scare the elderly among them. Gen z wasn't the first with this discrimination. No, many, MANY sources were found against millennials too. An obsessive amount one can say...

Even farther back one can find complaints about the "boomers", even if they weren't called that back then. So... why did the "boomers" not learn and treat future generations kindly? Why did the millennials themselves turn around and complain about gen z?

Despite the constant badgering, these three took it quite well. How do you three handle the older man's prejudice? And with that, the entire crew now had a new catchphrase among them.

Older man (slamming down a piece of paper onto the desk): "How am I supposed to work with this?"

Alien (looking it over): "I can't say I understand the problem."

Man: "It's not specific enough. I needed you to categorize these by the alphabet."

Alien: "We've been over this. We do not sort letters the same way human's do, I simply am not familiar with-"

Man (already walking out):"just redo it"

Alien (moving the paper underneath the "forget" to do it pile): "Ok Boomer"

Man (from a distance): "Everyone needs to STOP CALLING ME THAT."