𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙂𝙤 𝙒𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙄𝙣 𝙒𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜

Things That Can Go Wrong In Alien Stories

tw - mentions of inappropriate stuff (anime discussion), knife, and i think there's supposed to be another warning that i forgot.

Aliens don't exist.

That's what I always thought.

To be honest, I couldn't care less if they're real or not. What effect does it have on me if they're real? Absolutely nothing, that's what. Although, they'd make good story ideas...

But it's not like aliens could help me write a better story. Not at all. The only thing they could do was provide me with story ideas. That's it.

Even though I don't believe in aliens, my relatives do. They have this weird tradition of going to abandoned spots in search of them once a month. And since "family sticks together," (absolute BS, I tell you) they always drag me along.

Tonight, we went to an "abandoned" farm. It's not abandoned since crops were growing. I mean, if it was abandoned, wouldn't it be dead?

Anyway, my relatives thought it was a good idea to have a stakeout, and when the "aliens" land, they'd go and approach them to ask about stuff (I zoned out during this part) and become rich by discovering the first-ever aliens. That's how they wanted it to turn out, but since aliens don't exist, they go home feeling sad that they didn't discover any of them.

Tonight wasn't any different, or so I thought.

"About 70% of all anime is the kind that you wouldn't want your mom to catch you watching," my older cousin, Ron, said. "And the other 30% is Studio Ghibli."

We were in the car, Ron in the driver's seat, his twin sister (Eko) in the passenger's seat, my younger cousin (Kame) behind her, and I was behind sitting behind the driver's seat looking at the sky. They were talking about inappropriate anime and toxic fandoms to pass the time. I didn't talk much, seeing how I rarely watch anime.

"That's why I stopped watching Food Wars," Eko said.

"Oh yeah," Ron sighed, crossing his arms. "I've heard bad things about it, but I haven't seen it yet."

Eko shook her head. "They had a scene in the first episode where a character had a 'foodgasm'. Mom walked in on it, with the girl moaning while covered in grease or sauce."

Ron gasped. "Well, sh--"

Eko grabbed her water bottle and took a drink. "Mom immediately walked out, and I just went to bed. I'm never watching that show again."

"Wow. Now you'll have to watch something like Spongebob with her," Ron gasped again. "Although even Spongebob isn't completely innocent."

"Spongebob has some suggestive jokes, but it's not as bad," Eko sighed. "I'd prefer if she caught one of those instead. Instead of walking in on an anime where characters are moaning and covered in sauce."

"I'm never watching Food Wars," Kame said with full conviction.

I shook my head, sighing. "Imagine watching Food Wars."

"People who are obsessed with sex love Food Wars," Eko said.

"Anime girls will make a big deal out of tying their shoes and then moan like crazy," Kame groaned. "It's so weird."

Ron facepalmed. "Exactly."

Eko explained. "I'm just trying to watch the show and they're moaning while eating. It's so unnecessary--"

"Hey, is that a UFO?" Kame suddenly interrupted, leaning forward and pointing at the sky.

Something was falling, and I knew well enough that it was a meteor. I watched the news (yes, I watch the news, guys) and the news reporter said to expect a meteor sighting near this place and to prepare your wishes.