Season

The astronauts waited in the antechamber, fretfully hoping that their captain managed to negotiate what they desperately need from the Ulevian Premier. They all know what awaits should they fail: total annihilation. Eventually, he floated down from the council room, a relieved look on his face.

"Good news, everyone. Earth just got renewed for four more seasons!" The room erupted in applause as the astronauts started cheering, crying in relief, and making up ridiculous victory dances.

"Okay, so it's good that the Earth didn't get cancelled, but what did you have to negotiate away?" murmured the captain's second while the rest celebrated. "Surely the Premier didn't grant us an extension out of the kindess of her heart."

"Less pollution and reparations for minorities."

"...You're screwing with me."

"Apparently 'rich white people running the planet into the ground' wasn't doing well during sweeps weeks."