Cuteness aggression is what you had, and it was a little violent if ya' ask me!

First you were on your own little planet made of your own little species. But, it seems like the whole little town you lived at was empty! Only the gentle coldness of air pushing past your body and your hair slightly move with the wind. It was quiet. Only you and the dark void surrounding you with the stars staring back into your eyes. But, suddenly, your peaceful quietness as interrupted by the sound of metal or... something similar to that hitting the planet!

Curiosity got the best of you, making you scramble over and hide behind anything bigger than your body to see what the heck as goin' on!

There, stood a little alien, a species you knew but didn't think you'd see, a Martian.

People would usually say things like 'Oooh, Martians are so evil and big and scary!', but this guy... as so small! His big eyes and little 3'5 body and that little arch on his back and... ugh, his little cute outfit! He looked to cute to take serious!

"Mppph..." He hummed under his breath, shuffling over with his basketball shoes sliding across the soft, crushed star dust under his feet. "I claim this planet in the name of mars!" He said, his voice soft-spoken (surprisingly), holding a red little flag with a darker red colored 'M' printed on the middle of it.

Is this the little guy everyone is afraid of? This Cute little guy??! You couldn't help but stare with stars in your eyes and a grin slowly spreading across your face, already sprinting over to him without a second though.

"Hm? Oh, hello! I'm MaAAHH!" He yelped, feeling you suddenly grab ahold of him and shake him around roughly, his little legs dangling in the air with him squirming a bit in confusion and (somewhat) fear.