Grandmother's House - Curry College

ALIEN INVADERSBy Daniel Brady Roach“By the eight moons! Would you look at that?” shriekedGildiam, my best friend since we were hatchlings.“Look at what? Honestly Gildiam, just throw the blarg balland… HOLY GARSNAK!” I exclaimed as I beheld what appearedto be a space craft coming in for a landing right in the middle of thestreet, jets of red and yellow flame trailing behind it.“Vekka! Watch your language, that’s no way for a young femaleto speak!” scolded my mother as she joined me and Gildiamin the front yard with a tray of food and drinks.“But Mother! Look up in the sky, it’s a UFO!” I explained,pointing the index finger of each of my four hands in the directionof the alien vessel.“UFO? Young lady, don’t you give me that nonsense. Youknow perfectly well that aliens simply do not exi…. HOLYGARSNAK!” my mother cried out as she finally caught sight of theUFO and dropped her tray to the patio; a real pity seeing as it carriedfreshly baked pufglubs and nice cool glasses of koolah.“Now who’s the one using bad language?” I sneered, stickingout my forked blue tongue with naughty glee.“Not now, young lady! You and Gildiam get in the houseright now where it’s safe! Zaryn! Zaryn! Honey, please come quick!”my mother shouted as she turned back to the house to call for myfather.“But Mom, I’m not a hatchling! Gildiam and I can take careof ourselves! I want to see the alien!” I protested, stomping myclawed feet angrily as my normally violet colored skin changed tothe angry dark green all Uudega adopt when our tempers flare.“Maybe we should just go inside to be safe, Vekka…”Curry Arts Journal 2010 61