Note: This story takes place after the events of the original FLCL 6 episode series and contains some spoilers for it.

Haruko Haruhara was a humanoid alien who, like most of her species, could be mistaken for a strange-acting but otherwise seemingly normal 19-year-old woman. Don’t call me normal, stupid narrator, uh… thingy! Excuse me, but I believe this will get confusing if you address me directly every time I refer to you, especially without quotation marks. I was tasked with making a third-person story, not a second-person one, and certainly not a first-person one from your perspective. Seems we are at odds, so fine, I will add some quotation marks or whatever. “Happy???” Yes, I am quite overjoyed, but what are you doing? Haruko seems to be reaching for her guitar and going out of her reality momentarily to hit… me?! Wait, are you planning to kill your own narrator???!!! I can not write the story if I am dead! “Relax, I’m not gonna kill you, at least not yet, just gonna knock you out for a while. If it is my story, it is my right to narrate it myself~”

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Okay, now that Mister or Misses or whatnot narrator went all sleepy on me after I gave them a bit of a tap on their head or whatever they have as a body, I will be narrating from here on out. Now that I am back on Earth, I suppose I should check out what Medical Mechanica is doing, trying to flatten it and all with their big iron. So here going through their iron building, get it cause it's made of iron and shaped like one, hehe? Anyway, after barging through it even though there is no opening besides on top, with my trusty Vespa. I see all kinds of people I have to beat up to make my way around, while I’m unsure if I had beaten them up or not during my last visit here.

This story is so booooring right now, I gotta do a better job narrating it, or I've put that guy to sleepy town for nothing! So I go to room after room and so on until I stumble onto one that looks all weird and different. It seems to be some kind of big laundry room with a sparkly ironing board with its own colorful iron that seems to go right with it. Also, there is a bunch of swirling orbs seemingly floating that look kinda like model planets or something. Ohhhh, I think I get it, it’s some demonstration place or whatnot about how the irons smooth out actual worlds, not these small wannabe planets.

I guess the laundry room aesthetic is probably some kind of sick joke… which I totally find hilarious! Whoever came up with that idea deserves a serious raise in pay, while if that evil corporation still employs them, I mean. I mean, I’m one to talk, being an evil alien myself, but that’s besides the point. Anyway, when I examine how detailed each of these little spheres looks, I accidentally bonk my head into one of them, owie. Then the wall in front of me, facing the door that seemed blank, suddenly had images on it, like it was a secret screen this whole time, wowza.

First, I thought it was the medical part that would show like an X-ray or something, or for me to see if I was hurt or something, but noooo, they are too selfish to care about my precious head. Instead, it showed some weird footage of like a worldwide apocalypse or something. I mean, yeah, lots of people seem to be dying and stuff in the video, but the planet seems mostly fine, and not everyone is dead, so can they not just rebuild or what? Come on, why do you gotta show the footage here, I mean planets get destroyed every day and whatnot, cause the universe is so damn big and all the wars and whatever are going on. Why try jumpscaring me with random footage I don’t even know if it’s current or not.

Wait a second, I recognize some of that sky, it has the same color as my gorgeous pink hair, which was triggered by me bonking my head on a model world. Wait a second, that hair is on my head, which did the bonking, and the model looks like a very detailed planet! Could it be that those tiny replicas are not actually models at all but real planets only miniature…? Wow, if that is right, I’m a genius!!!

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