Maraschino? Or Regular?

Muweep Odana groaned and pulled herself up from the crater of the explosion.  Her hearing was affected, and she could barely walk she was so disoriented.  As she peered over edge of the crater, all she could make out, was a tiny, broken instrument, which apparently was a piece of Earthjunk, which was always raining down on the planets of Solar System 3.

She rain her finger through her purple spikes, and tried to climb over the edge of the equation.  She felt like snorfeling, but managed to control herself.  Then she tucked her extra 17 arms into her arm pouch on her back, and climbed down the slope of the crater.  As the got closer to the Earthjunk, she snort blinked her three eyes, and noticed that it was still transmitting to a location on Earth - a pod-port somewhere in the city of Las Cabezas Muertes.

She realized that her own space-rover had crashed during the explosion, and landed her in the crater.  As usual, she had been trying to get away from her bodyguards and this time, she had gone a little overboard (literally).  She had actually jumped out the window, and landed on some planet.  She didn't even know where she was.  She actually figured that her body guards, who only had this job for the money, had driven off without her and ran to her father saying that she ran away from them.  Which also meant that the entire planet was now searching for her.  "Oh DIDDLEYSQUAT", she cussed.  Then she realized that if her dad were anywhere near her, she'd be having her mouth cleaned out with Rusheeou for a month.  She was so tired of those darned body guards.  She couldn't go ANYWHERE without them tracking her down.

She looked around and realized that in fact there was only one thing in sight on this desert landscape.  It was completely flat and seemed to go on for years, except for the crater, and the piece of Earthjunk.  "Oh bother.   I might as well build myself a rover out of this Earthjunk.  I guess it will have to run on sand, IF I can figure out how to do that."  Luckily, she had her tool-kit in her arm pouch, and her arms were very coordinated when they repaired machines.  She got busy, and soon, had the Earthjunk transformed into a fast-moving, shielded rover, for zipping across the barren landscape.

"Those stupid Klingkits," Muweep Odana sighed to herself. "It doesn't MATTER if you have MARASCHINO cherries or REGULAR cherries on a vanilla milkshake.  And that star doesn't even or to the Klinklits OR the Charchees." "Other aliens can just order whether they want Maraschino or regular."