Silly Fantasy Story - Thump Thump Thump
Our experiments on the International Space Station told us that there was extremely little chance of life existing on other worlds beyond our own. Leaving Fraja on the station, Terry and I were returning to Earth in the three seater supply ship with the bad news. As we approached Northern Europe from 2,000 miles out, we saw proof that other intelligent beings do exist, not just on other Worlds, but in open space itself.
What we saw could only be described as a purple giant. Humanoid, and quite naked, he was colossal. Earth was about the size of one of his knee-caps. He was crouched, as though on a floor, but supported by nothing, and he was punching Greenland.
I tried radioing Earth but all I got was static and occasional yells of ‘not now Charlie. We’re kind of busy.’ It was obvious why NASA was so busy.
There were twinkling explosions in the behemoth’s belly as Earth tried to warn him off with missiles and nukes that probably failed to tickle him.
Terry was for getting us the Hell out of there but we didn’t have enough fuel left to get back to the station, and such a creature might even find that sooner or later. I took a deep breath and opened the portside loud-haler.
“Excuse me, Sir. If you understand English, could you please explain just what you are doing to our planet?”
Terry hid under the co-pilot’s seat quivering, expecting us to be crushed within minutes.
The giant looked round, with puzzled myopic eyes and finally noticed the speck of sand making contact with him.
“Oh, hello,” he said, with a cheery wave. “I’m just altering the reception on our aerial. The dragon-fight is on live on my World and the signal disruption is coming from yours. I’m just bashing it to get a better horizontal hold. I’ll be done in a moment.”
I was angry. “We have people living in Greenland. You’ll be squashing them like bugs. Please stop.”
He seemed to get a message through his ear-piece – he told me what it was. “The picture is fine now. I managed to bash the transistor in the right place. Bye-Bye.”
With that, he stood and started walking off into deep space, almost colliding with the Moon as he strolled past it.
We landed to a hero’s welcome though we had achieved nothing. Greenland had sadly lost 75,000 people, but there was nothing we could do.
I headed home where Audrey greeted me. She hadn’t been aware of my adventures as our TV set was on the blink. I looked at it, and considered thumping it to get the reception right, but I decided to phone for a TV repair man anyway, hoping he would turn up in overalls and not be quite so tall.
Image Credit » An alien in Manchester's Bar 21 taken by me