It was any other normal day in the massive spaceship of ReanRock the best in all of the galaxies. Doctor Husk lazily slouched on his "top of the line" Lazy-Corn sofa. He blankly stared at his personal black and white rabbit ear television set; which displayed satellite information from other galaxies and planets.
As the new head of science in ReanRock, it was his job to watch day and night--except for bathroom breaks-- the planet called earth.
Nothing new or interesting was happening on the planet so-called earth, as far as he could tell. Everyone was going on with his or her lives, but it sure seemed odd this year when everyone started hunting the famous bird, the Turkey. Aw, whatever, it did not matter...every planet has their weirdos.
It sure was sidesplitting to him when school started for all the little earthlings. It was even funny when they celebrated their so-called holiday "Halloween", watching them run all over trying to frighten each other...ha, ha, very entertaining. He must say that they have some interesting TV shows also. Like American Idol or Dancing with the Stars, this planet earth was the most fascinating out of all the other planets he had discovered or even studied.
"Doctor!" A little cadet corn kernel entered the room awaking the doctor from his stupor.
"What, what?" He answered sitting upright.
"Captain said to turn to channel 365!"
"Ok. But why?"
"I don't know, maybe a catastrophe, just do it!" The little cadet about faced and hopped out of the room.
He flipped through the channels until he came upon channel 365. He could not believe what he saw. "WHAT!" There lay a poor, poor turkey naked with no feathers. On an earthlings table no less! Ordained with--no, it could not be-- corn, mashed potatoes, and even green beans! This could not be!
He instinctively picked up the phone, quickly hit redial. "Hello Captain Kernel’s office how may I help you?"
"Yes, get me the Captain! This is Doctor Husk!"
"One moment please." The secretary answered.
"This is the Captain, did you get my message?"
"Yes Captain." The Doctor quickly answered then continued, "We must act now! Who knows? The next victim could be another innocent by-stander to these horrible traditions." He blurted out, afterwards hoping he did not over step his boundaries.
"Yes, I see what you're saying. How do you plan to go about this?" The Captain inquired.
"Well um, according to the findings of Doctor Pop-n-Rock, their next holiday is, uh I think December 25th."
"Well, that's their next big holiday; I think the biggest in some parts. I almost wonder if it would be possible to intercept this, tragedy.”
“Well then, when do you suppose is the dead-line to save these creatures?”
“By my quick, maybe not even right, calculations…” He hesitated, “Christmas Eve.”
“That soon, how will this be done in time?”
“I don’t know sir, but I have an idea.”
“Of course, what will you need to accomplish this?”
“I’m afraid to say. But. May I use the invisible gas? And…the jet-powered boots?”
“Fine, take the military if you have to, but get the job done, and don’t mess it up!” The Captain said as he abruptly hung up the phone.
Arriving was a very painful task, for he did not know how to hit the brakes and slow down; therefore landing in a snow bank in western Mississippi, Ouch!
First stop, the towns newspaper, every town has one right? Oh well. When he finally got into the building, he went near the receptionist station and when no one was looking his way, he pushed over a fake plant, getting everyone in the complex to notice. Then he moved over, took a Sharpie from the counter, and started writing on the wall in bold red lettering.
“YOU MUST NOT EAT ANIMALS! THIS IS NOT A WARNING! PRICES WILL GO UP. HEED MY UNHEARD VOICE.” Oh boy, this plan might just work, he thought.
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