“Shoot me? Don’t worry I won’t do anything freaky like grow wings and grow another head,” Jethro said being a cocky for a moment. “I try not to sneeze either. You might blow me head off for that, eh?”
Jethro had never heard anything, “Rifts, I fell into a rift? Neat-O Napess’ Rings! All the things I fell into. I want to back,” he said. He really didn’t want to be on planet Earth alone. He had left his parents behind. That was a blessing but he really didn’t like to be so far away from them. He’s scared and fear being away.