Monster Under the Bed

“The moon is so bright tonight,” Sally said to the not-so-dark room.

“It gets bright here when three of our moons are in conjunction,” Und said.

“Three moons?” Sally sat up curious, “We only have one.”

“Ah, we have five moons. The other two are locked in place and never appear over my part of the world.” Und like sharing his knowledge of the skies.

“Right, you don’t live on Earth. What’s your planet called?” Sally asked.

Und’s laugh shook the bed, “I’m afraid if I pronounced it, it would shake your bed apart. It would have no meaning to you.”

“Oh, fine,” Sally laughed, “Goodnight, Und.”

“Goodnight, Sally.”