Intelligent Life

The aliens leave their spaceship, gliding toward the humans before them.

“Greetings, earthlings!”

The townspeople look on in disbelief. The weatherman talked about some overcast clouds, not a ginormous UFO descending from the sky.

“Howdy!” the mayor greets with a fake smile. “What can we help you fine fellars with?”

The larger alien sighs as it rubs its eyeball clean with a tentacle. “We were hoping to find intelligent life on your planet, but no luck so far. So, now we move on to plan B: invade Earth.”

Murmurs and gasps erupt between the concerned onlookers as panic grows.

“Or”—the mayor lifts a finger—“I have a better idea.”