Congeniality

"Earth never wins the talent competition," it complained (exasperated) to the judges. "I have amazing talent and creativity and I feel like, outside of my solar system, no one sees it!" The Forp heard the pain in Earth's voice, but struggled to reply with something comforting. "Do not disparage your congeniality win," the Forp eventually wenned. "Other planets find you extremely pleasant." "Pleasant?" Earth replied (its selective hearing a known issue). "How can that possibly sum up my intelligence, courage, and depth?!?" "Hey, how's that global warming coming along?" Jupiter jabbed as it gassed by (smirking), and Saturn icily chimed in, "Cute but stupid; that poor Milky Way. I bet she's counting the light years to supernova." Earth just stood there, open-mouthed. "You see?" the Forp collectively blooved in a soft and kindly tone. "Everyone agrees that you're cute."