"Look- a shooting star!" One little girl pointed at the night sky. Her dark brown eyes lit up with the reflection of a blazing meteor for a split second, before it descended away from the surface of her corneas.
"Did you make a wish?" Her mom asked sweetly, rubbing her child's arms to warm her up.
"Of course!"
"What did you wish for?"
"I can't tell you - if I do it won't come true!"
About five hundred miles away, that shooting star crashed into a farming field startling and waking up a man and his wife. They both looked outside their bedroom window, seeing a trail of burnt dirt and crops stretching over twenty miles.
They both tied on their husband and wife robes and pulled on their dirty work boots. The wife grabbed a flashlight, and the husband a shotgun.
They left their small farm house and made their way down the porch; the wife lighting the way through the now dying embers of the trail left by the strange object.
"Those goddamn aliens are paying for the money we just lost." The farmer grunted, trudging beside his wife.
"Maybe the government is who we should reach out to first before we try contacting aliens ourselves." His wife nudged him, earning a teasing grin from him.
Even in serious situations - this man will still crack a joke.
As they got closer to the object, they saw a metallic sphere at the end of the trail, faint blue rays in a various circuit pattern scattered across its surface. The two, once they got to a comfortable distance, stood and stared at the strange pod. "What do you think it is?" The wife asked, glancing at her husband before a hissing sound was heard.
The two jumped back, the husband cocked his shotgun before pointing the barrel at the now opening doors to the pod. White fog poured out of the cracks and spread along the ground, dispersing after its stretched far enough, and the inside of the pod was revealed.
It was ... a baby? A robotic baby?
The couple slowly stepped closer to it u til they were now less than an arms length away from the item within the pod. "Samson, do you think it's a baby?" The wife whispered and lowered her flashlight; the sphere provided enough blue light to illuminate the inside of the pod.
"More than likely, but i don't know from who." He agreed, lowering his shotgun, but keeping his finger on the trigger.
The object then squirmed, causing the husband to point his gun and the wife to jump behind him. They both stayed still as they watched a set of metallic arms and legs stretch out as far as they could do. Next they saw hands on the ends of its arms, and its metallic fingers stretching themselves out. Finally - a yawn, showing the inside of the thing's metallic mouth. It revealed a metallic tongue that was covered in its own type of saliva.
The limbs relaxed back against the object, and there was an exhale before the strange creatures bright blue eyes opened, glancing up at the couple. It slowly blinked, looking back and forth between the husband and the wife.
"Samson.." the wife stepped away from her husband's protection and turned the flashlight off, pushing it into her pocket of her robe. "I think this is a sign from God."
"What sign?" He turned his head to his wife, raising an eyebrow.
"It's a sign that this aliens parents are dead, or can no longer provide care for it," she looked up at his brown eyes before looking back at the alien's blue eyes. "I think we need to keep it."
