You may not know you’re caught in the middle of an alien encounter until you’re already tentacle deep…
The vehicle had sped off into the distance, leaving only a minor trail of carnage and a string of confused cows in its wake. The planet never knew what hit it. A couple of freewheeling teenage Gardiphs from Alpha Centauri had been cruisin the strip and things had gotten out of tentacle, but only a little.
Yeah, the sky had caught fire and was sending a signal beacon straight into the high atmosphere. No big deal. Earth was a backwoods kind of place, great for boozing it up, cow tipping, and intertwining. Not a lot of intergalactic law enforcement came by. Nobody really cared all that much except for maybe the lunar-schooner soil huggers, and no one listened to them anyway. The teens knew they weren’t going to get caught. Even if they did it’d be a slap on the tentacle at best.
So the signal beacon didn’t really matter and it was kind of pretty, especially when you were tripped out on pilfered Jupiter Juice from your parents’ stash. The Gardiphs had had their fun and liked to think that maybe some of the cows did too, especially after getting lubed up on Jupiter Juice and the intertwining. Time to convert the wheelz back to true form and fly outta this place.
You can read another unassuming alien encounter story here on Haunted MTL. This one was written by Jennifer Weigel’s beloved cat Ginger.