Bzzzt!
"Are you going to get that?"
"Na."
"But it's a message on your phone."
"Is OK. I'll check it laters."
"You're telling me that a teenage girl here on the planet Earth is going to ignore a message on her phone and instead just lay on her bed and stare at one of the most advanced races in the Galaxy like he's just some kind of stuffed toy or something?"
"Yep."
"Great. What is it? I bet it's my oversized eyes; they make me irresistible to your kind. Am I right?"
"Yep."
"Predictable. You should know my species is capable of terrible things: terrible, unspeakable things."
"Like what?"
"Flatulence -- for one thing."
"Can I pull your finger?"
"...and we're very smart. Far more cleverer than you mushy minded humans. For example, we solved the Kessel Conundrum in less than twelve parsecs."
Bzzzt!
"Are you going to get that?"
"Na."
Bzzzt!
Unable to stand it anymore, the frustrated alien picked up the small device and opened the message.
"Who is it?" asked Izzy.
"Your boyfriend. He wants to come over and check out your too cute alien."
"Can I pull your finger?"
"Hmmmf. I give up. Pull my finger."
.fin
(duoabble, prompt, 200 words)
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Historia CortaDon't worry, it's not as bad as it sounds ... this is just a few of my flash stories. Each write around 1000 words from a range of science fiction, fantasy and horror genres (22 SF, 2 F, 1 H).
