Warning: this chapter may have some imagery that is triggering to some readers, including slight horror, semi-toxic relationships, hinted misogyny, etc. If you are uncomfortable with any of these things, please do not read. You have been warned.
"What is that?" Hoseok pinched his nose as he pointed to the bowl of muck in your hands in disgust.
"Cat food." You mixed vigorously, "I have a cat on Earth, he's really picky so I make his food at home."
Hoseok's face started to tint green, "You mean, some poor creature has to eat that?"
You scrunched your nose, "It's not that bad... at least for them." You mumbled as you stared at the raw fish bits, the stench making your head dizzy, "It's kinda disgusting though." You admitted.
"So you're going to plan to catch the cat with this?" Hoseok asked as you set the mixture down and started to distribute them into plastic bags.
You nodded, "If this cat-witch-being has any cat-like instincts they should like this and come into my snare." Thank goodness I learned how to make a trap in summer camp, you shuddered at the memory of catching rabbits who were extremely displeased to meet a group of 11 year olds with illegal amounts of sunscreen on. "It should be enough."
Hoseok wrinkled his nose, "I feel like it's going to taste like cement. Absolutely disgusting."
You nearly dropped the bowl in shock, "You eat cement?"
"Of course not, why would I eat it if it tastes disgusting?" Hoseok laughed.
What the fuck is wrong with all of Kook's friends??????!
The lights in the camp kitchen started to flicker, "What's going on?" Please tell me there aren't any ghosts in Cheonkook, I'm too young to be possessed!!!!
Hoseok ran towards the opened windows, "it's just the force-field." Hoseok sighed in relief, "Don't worry, it's been holding up for hundreds of millennia, a few fancy flying pickle jars of the one's against us won't be able to take it down."
Questions swirled in your mind? A force-field, pickle jars, what is going on?
"Pickle jars?" You manage to splutter out.
Hoseok graze his chin with his finger tips, "I believe they are called 'rockets' in human terms."
"Humans are attacking us?" You asked astonished, already?
Hoseok nodded nonchalantly, "They have been for some time." Hoseok offered you a slight smile, "Don't worry, scientifically it would be difficult for the pickle jars to pierce through the force field."
"How?" You asked. "Why?"
"Scientifically speaking it's because the magnetic poles repel each other. The external magnetic field is strongest at the tip of the rocket, but since the poles are of the same type they end up repelling each other."
"Kinda like magnets?"
"Yes, due to the immense amount of pressure this repelling causes, it triggers an explosion around the force field. If there are multiple pickle jar rockets exploding at once then they cause a large amount of energy to be released around our planet that causes it to shake, since our force field is there to protect us, the impact isn't harsh, it's unlike an earthquake but sometimes it does cause discoloration of the sky or our lights to flicker." Hoseok slightly frowned, tipping his head to the side, "You should've seen it a few times while you were practicing outside..."
"I- did... I just thought it was fireworks or something..."
"What are fireworks?"
The next few minutes consisted of you explaining the human festivity to Hoseok, the bright lights, the noise, the different shapes and colors. He stood there drinking every word with wide eyes.
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