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The once peaceful night was interrupted by a bolting delivery truck. The tires were squealing in protest, as the reckless driver continued down the road, but he wasn't driving correctly.
His knees were controlling the steering wheel, while he had his hands flying around, acting like he was playing the drums. He hums along, his eyes closed as he speeds past a house, skidding to a stop and backing up before putting the vehicle in park.
A soft growl comes from the sidelines as something emerges from the bushes, watching the automobile closely. It watches, as the driver drops the package, miming as if he was playing a guitar.
The creature moves to the back of the truck and gets in, before it starts looking around. The driver almost drops the package he was carrying again, but he catches it.
The shadow of the creature was seen as it was looking for something, before the creature lands on the top of a crate. It was a bit bigger than a cat, it's limbs long and spindly and it growls in its own language softly.
It peeks to see if the driver was still busy, seeing that he was he signals another creature to come and it obeys, the one left outside signals it was still safe to work. The green creature left outside watches the driver go up to the door and ring the doorbell, as he was still singing and humming along to the music on his headphones.
Other green creatures were in the truck, looking for something and one of them finds something but not what they were looking for. It had found a sharpie and another of the green creatures looks at him curiously, before he draws a sharpie mustache on his face and grinned with a laugh.
Another one of the creatures signals he found what they were looking for, causing them to go help move the large crate. The one outside sees the driver leave a note on the door and was starting to head back, so he calls to the others and they work together getting the crate out.
Most of them got out of the truck with the crate, except the mustached one. He had to hide when the driver came to the back, writing someone on a note onto one the package and he shuts the back of the truck.
He then goes up to the driver's side and the creatures push the box out of the way, before they turn to wait for their friend. The truck's exhaust pipe puffs out exhaust, startling the creatures before they look up, seeing their friend trying to open the back door.
