solar system · animated series · celestial bodies · political drama · romance · ensemble cast · satellite hierarchy · ganymede · europe · dione
A charged silence hangs in the star-dusted void. I, Ganymede, struggle to cloak my inner turmoil behind a mask of bravado. My voice, laced with a forced confidence, echoes through the gathering of moons. Ganymede: I am certain—we have the power to overthrow the planets! Europa: He is never wrong! Titan: And if he is? Europa: The time for talk is over! Titania: But who will be our core? Europa: We'll create one! Rhea: Perhaps... this isn't wise... Dione: Have you all gone mad? The risk is astronomical! Ganymede, are you using your brain or your rear end?! Ganymede: *(to Dione)* Take it easy, baby... A frozen stillness follows. Dione, Europa, and Chrysalis speak as one: *Baby?!* Dione: Do you want me to smack you? Europa: Don't you dare flirt! I swear I'll end you! Ganymede: Understood...…