The Cosmic Duo of Creation.

Prince Sci-Fi wasn’t your typical royal. His crown was made of blinking circuits, his cape shimmered like the edge of a galaxy, and his imagination had no off switch. At his side rolled the Big Fat Baby — a radiant orb of joy and chaos, with cheeks that glowed like twin suns and giggles that could power small cities. Together they worked on The Float, a celestial craft that wasn’t just a parade piece but a living canvas of dreams. Every time inspiration hit too hard, they’d both double over, bursting—quite literally—into a glorious fit of floral vomit. Daisies, orchids, and space-lilies would spill from their mouths, carpeting the ground in technicolor proof that creativity, sometimes, just can’t be contained.