First Encounter

Stan lay back on the blanket and pulled May closer. Above them, the expanse of the cosmos stretched across the sky and the stars twinkled at them. May snuggled up to him and kissed him on the cheek.

“Stan, thank you for tonight,” she said then pointed to the sky. “Hey look, a shooting star.”

Stan looked up and saw a bright light shoot across the sky then fade away soon as it had appeared.

“That was pretty cool,” said Stan. He pointed to the sky at an orange light as it passed over their heads. “Hey look, a UFO.”

May rolled her eyes.

“Right,” she said. “I’m not falling for that one again.”

“I’m serious,” said Stan. “That’s a UFO.”

May looked in the direction that Stan was pointing and squinted at the orange light.

“That’s a plane,” said May.

“No, it’s not,” said Stan. “Planes have a light on each wing and one on the tail. That’s a UFO.”

“Then it’s a helicopter,” said May.

“Helicopters don’t fly at night,” said Stan. “That’s definitely a UFO.”

“Stan, don’t be daft,” said Mary. “That is not a UFO.”

“Fine,” said Stan. “I’ll prove it to you.”

He got up off the blanket and waved at the orange light. It paused in the sky and started to move in their direction.

“What the…” said May.

The light got closer until both May and Stan could see a metallic disk the size of an SUV surrounding the orange light. May grabbed Stan’s arm and shrieked in terror.

“Okay!” she said. “Okay, I believe you! Now make it go away!”

“It’s too late for that,” said Stan.

The large disc hovered twenty feet above their heads and beamed a green light onto the balcony. A hatch at the bottom of the UFO opened and two beings emerged into the light. They floated down on the tractor beam and touched down on the balcony. They stood to five feet tall with grey skin all over them and had wide heads with black eyes bigger than their fists.

Mary screamed and hid herself behind Stan.

“Aliens!” she said. “Stan, they’re fucking aliens!”

The two aliens turned to face each other then back to Stan.

“Dude,” said the alien on the right. “What’s her problem?”

Stan shrugged.

“Don’t mind her,” said Stan. “This is kind of a new experience for her. She didn’t believe in UFOs or aliens until just now.”

The alien on the left crossed his arms on his chest and snorted.

“She doesn’t believe in UFOs?” he said. “What is she, a caveman?”

The other alien laughed.

“I know, right?” said Stan.

May peeped her head from behind Stan and hissed at him.

“Stop talking to them,” she said. “They might be here to kill us.”

“Would you relax,” said Stan. “If they wanted us dead we’d be dead by now.” He turned back to the aliens. “I’m sorry for flagging you down like that. I’m sure that you were on some kind of important interstellar mission.”

“Not really,” said the alien on the right. “We were just dropping off some abductees and now we’re on our way to Neptune for burgers.”

Stan rubbed his belly.

“Neptune has the best burgers,” he said. “Do you mind if we join you? May’s never been on a spaceship before.”

May looked at Stan like he’d just shat on the rug.

“Are you insane?” said May. “I’m not getting on that thing.”

“Come on,” said Stan. “You have not lived until you’ve tried a burger from Neptune.”

“Wait,” said May. “You’ve been to Neptune?”

Stan shrugged.

“Once or twice,” he said.

May looked at the aliens then back at the UFO and slowly peeled herself off of Stan.

“Okay, let’s go to Neptune,” she said. “But we’ll have to pass by mine first. I need to pick up a clean pair of underwear.”


3 thoughts on “First Encounter

  1. So effing random 😂😂😂 is it just me or this is a really silly story 😅 I finished reading it with a daft smile…

    this is weird. I actually read your posts… Like read for reading…I don’t have to fight the urge to skim through! Just landed on this on my way to bed. Happy now ☺️

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