“Turn the
other cheek.”
Two-Face,
The Dark Knight* #quote
Well, played
with my Christmas gifts as one would during Christmas. I'd like to
thank Grandpa and Grandma Nolan for the card they sent me! Anyway
onto the flash fiction!
To Earth,
From Mars
A giant
Christmas present (wrapped of course) the size of a building suddenly
fell from the sky in front of the White House. On it was a giant tag
labeled “To Earth, From Mars”. The wrapping paper was covered
with candy canes and snowflakes. Every sane person stayed inside the
white house while the politicians exited the building in wonder.
A bluish-white
fog appeared around the bottom of the present and a robot appeared.
It walked on eight legs like a spider while having two long,
mechanical tentacle-like arms that ended in hands with seven steel
fingers. The cameras, speakers, microphones and other hardware and
software that served as its senses and give it the ability to speak
did not exist on any part of its body. Instead they were all on
numerous little satellites that floated around the robot.
The satellites
talking all at once gave the robot's voice a boom as well as the
eeriee property of sounding like an instant echo. “After long study
of you humans, the martians have decided to make contact. I am no
martian, merely a servant robot to carry out their will. And their
will is to give you this peace offering as a sign of good will. They
chose Christmas as an appropriate way to contact this nation. The
other nations will be receiving sign of goodwill soon. They martians
hope you enjoy their gift, they spent a long time determining what
Christmas gift to give.”
The robot
turned to the package and ripped off the paper in one motion, he
simply knew exactly where to tear and how. Under the paper was a
glass case full of clothing. Very practical clothing and lots of
sweaters of the usual kind that are given by family at Christmas.
The politicians
outside the White House smiled as they hoped they wouldn't get clothes
every year.
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