(Meanwhile on Planet Granada, Clarence and Terrence's POV)
*Thunder*
*Rain*
Clarence and Terrence stood side by side on the lone rock rising above Granada's endless ocean, rain pouring down over their shoulders as they stared up at the gloomy sky with evident frowns on their faces.
"Man, who in their right minds would want to live on a gloomy planet like this?
I mean…" Clarence began, as another roll of thunder echoed across the dark waters while he gestured vaguely toward the endless storm surrounding them.
"You've got to be a certain kind of crazy to actually call this place home, don't you think?"
Terrence let out a quiet snort as he folded his arms across his chest, the rain running down his face while the wind whipped across the rock beneath their feet.
"Yeah, man," Terrence replied with a small shake of his head. "I don't get it either."
