B is for Bizarre

My second week on the Planet of the Alphacretters has been spent mostly looking for food. The trouble is I don't know what I can eat, what I can't eat, and what might eat me! When I saw color bubbles floating by some bushes I was desperate enough to try to eat them, but this brigand jumped out and tried to eat my knees. It's OK. I bet the bubbles probably tasted like soap anyway.

 

 

A is for Alien

Great! I went out searching for critters and I was nabbed by aliens! Now I'm marooned on the Planet of the Alphacretters with nothing but my sketchbook. The first thing I saw was this little Bullet Sharkfly. When you look at him just right he sorta resembles the letter "A". Pretty flowers, too, but they smell like old sneakers! Yuck.