Day 98 – Not Sure, But I’ve Had Vodka

Word count: 548

He appeared at the front door. He was fresh, new, desirable. His personality was uncharted, his mood variable – daringly different and his smile captivating and enigmatic. The man lingered in the door way as he waited for her invitation in. This was their first moment together – and it seemed to last an eternity.

She was excited but reserved at the same time. It did not take long for the barriers to crumble. She invited him in. Her house was warm and inviting; the cat was curled up on the sofa, purring away and bemused by all human activity. She invited him into the kitchen – the kettle was primed for brewing tea. He lingered hesitantly by the kitchen door, as if waiting to be invited to sit down. She smiled and told him to make himself at home. To her, she was his home.

She made him tea. They both loved tea and they both craved it right now. He took milk and sugar – she simply took sugar. It made her smile to seem him content. They drank their tea in silence but they did communicate on a deeper level. His smiles were code for something while her gentle nudges of personality were another. They were more than just two humans in a room. There was enough spark to ignite a power plant.

“I’m an alien,” he said, abruptly.

She could not believe him, simply laughing it off.

“No, really, I am,” he continued, feeling slightly hurt that she did not believe him.

“I don’t believe in alien landings or spaceships coming to earth,” she said.

“You don’t have to. You just have to believe that I am an alien,” he replied.

“Then prove it,” she doubted.

So he rose to his feet and grinned the most ecstatic of smiles.

Suddenly the room around her started to spin. Rapidly she became aware of her body rising into mid-air and her breath becoming slow and steady – she could not panic even if she wanted to. But there was no need to panic – because she knew in her hear that he was controlling it – he was making her spin, making her world turn upside down and she did not care in the slightest that if it would ever return to normal. She did not care if she never came down; she did not care if the room ever stopped spinning – she only cared if he ever stopped grinning.

Eventually he let her down. Her tea was cold now and her heart was light and without stress.

“How did you do that?”

“I am from up there,” he said, “We can do stuff like that up there.”

“I won’t tell anyone,” she said, shaking her head.

“I know you won’t,” he replied, “I trust you.”

“Can you leave this planet?”

“Yes, any time.”



“Let’s go. Let’s find somewhere fantastic where we can roam a land thus far unseen by any eyes; where we can discover new worlds and learn new things; where the world will seem limitless and our lives so pointless it brings about utopia. Let us reach new found lands of opportunity and above all, let us sleep underneath the canopy of the milky way and admire the simple things in life.”

He nodded and smiled, “Ok.”

~ by S.G. Mark on January 13, 2012.

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