Cute Invaders -

The military was the first to officially surrender, though the declaration was less a treaty and more a viral video of a gunnery sergeant weeping tears of joy as a Puffball nuzzled his boot.

The Puffballs, in turn, did nothing. They simply existed. They slept in sunbeams. They batted at dust motes. And they multiplied. The collapse of human civilization was not loud. It was soft. It was gentle. It was announced by the sound of a million people simultaneously saying, “Awww.” Cute Invaders

It was a Tuesday, 7:14 AM, in the sleepy suburb of Maple Grove. Mrs. Albright, who was watering her petunias, assumed the small, gelatinous plop on her lawn was a fallen plum from the neighbor’s tree. But it wasn’t purple. It was the color of a sunrise—peach and pink, with two enormous, liquid-black eyes that took up 80% of its body. The military was the first to officially surrender,

You didn’t fight a Puffball. You adopted it. They slept in sunbeams

We absolutely did.

It blinked.

“Oh, you poor thing,” she whispered, picking it up.