Purpled’s antennae twitched as he looked out his ufo towards the stars. He frowned, his gaze locking with the moon. Recently, he had not been interacting with the other smp members, and honestly, he was getting kind of lonely. There wasn’t anyone he could trust with all the conflict going around.

Suddenly, the sound of bubbles whirling alarmed purpled, and he turned around, his eyes furrowed. He was not expecting anyone to acknowledge him, let alone talk to him face to face.