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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Science Fiction
- Subject: Flash / Mini / Very Short
- Published: 03/03/2017
A Day at the Opera
Born 1962, M, from Seattle/Washington, United StatesA Day at the Opera
A spaceship descends hoovering silently and invisible above the White House in Washington D.C., in the Presidents' chamber the phone rings…
“Hello, this is the President of the United States,” says Mr. President.
“Hello to you, Mr. President,” adds the spaceships' occupant.
“I don’t recognize your voice, to whom may I be speaking?” answers the President.
“I come from a galaxy approximately 7 billion light years away and I need information concerning why you are living on my Planet, so you call it,” asks the space traveler.
The President hangs up the phone mumbling, “How do these people get my phone number?”
Then from the speaker phone the space traveler adds, “Please Mr. President this is urgent, I need information concerning why you are living on my Planet?”
“LIVING ON YOUR PLANET!” shouts the President informing the caller that this is a private line.
“Yes Mr. President, I mean no harm, I built this planet, returned home to fill out all the legal documents and returned to find people and other life forms occupying my Planet.”
“This is ridiculous,” adds the President telling the caller he has alerted security about the situation.
White House security rushes to the Presidents’ chamber to listen to the phone conversation.
“This is very important, Mr. President, may I ask where you come from?” adds the space traveler.
“Where I come from, you ask? I’m from the Planet we call Earth, this is Earth,” answers the President shaking his head.
I made this Planet, I didn’t make you or any of these other life forms, creating life forms without the proper documents and approval is illegal in the Universe, where do you and the rest of these life forms originate?” asks the space traveler.
The President in total confusion answers, “I don’t have time for this, we are trying to trace this call and the number you are calling from is 1-800-who-areu and located directly above the White House.
"Yes, Mr. President that is correct, Universal Command has been notified and are monitoring this broadcast," answers the space traveler.
The President watches as one security officer rips the phone cord from the wall and there is silence for about thirty seconds.
From the speaker phone the space traveler asks, "UC has asked me to verify if you just sent a telepathic energy form tempting this spaceships' occupant? This type of telepathic wave form could be very deceptive for life forms in their early stages, are you the origin of this wave form?”
"TELEPATHIC WAVE FORM, WHAT THE H...” yells the President smashing the phone on the floor.
Universal Command orders the space traveler to leave that solar system adding, "An Investigation Fleet has been dispatched, please wait for further orders.
From the smashed phone speaker a final message is heard, "If any of you life forms see a Josey Whales, tell him the war is over.
A Day at the Opera(Timothy Rebsom)
A Day at the Opera
A spaceship descends hoovering silently and invisible above the White House in Washington D.C., in the Presidents' chamber the phone rings…
“Hello, this is the President of the United States,” says Mr. President.
“Hello to you, Mr. President,” adds the spaceships' occupant.
“I don’t recognize your voice, to whom may I be speaking?” answers the President.
“I come from a galaxy approximately 7 billion light years away and I need information concerning why you are living on my Planet, so you call it,” asks the space traveler.
The President hangs up the phone mumbling, “How do these people get my phone number?”
Then from the speaker phone the space traveler adds, “Please Mr. President this is urgent, I need information concerning why you are living on my Planet?”
“LIVING ON YOUR PLANET!” shouts the President informing the caller that this is a private line.
“Yes Mr. President, I mean no harm, I built this planet, returned home to fill out all the legal documents and returned to find people and other life forms occupying my Planet.”
“This is ridiculous,” adds the President telling the caller he has alerted security about the situation.
White House security rushes to the Presidents’ chamber to listen to the phone conversation.
“This is very important, Mr. President, may I ask where you come from?” adds the space traveler.
“Where I come from, you ask? I’m from the Planet we call Earth, this is Earth,” answers the President shaking his head.
I made this Planet, I didn’t make you or any of these other life forms, creating life forms without the proper documents and approval is illegal in the Universe, where do you and the rest of these life forms originate?” asks the space traveler.
The President in total confusion answers, “I don’t have time for this, we are trying to trace this call and the number you are calling from is 1-800-who-areu and located directly above the White House.
"Yes, Mr. President that is correct, Universal Command has been notified and are monitoring this broadcast," answers the space traveler.
The President watches as one security officer rips the phone cord from the wall and there is silence for about thirty seconds.
From the speaker phone the space traveler asks, "UC has asked me to verify if you just sent a telepathic energy form tempting this spaceships' occupant? This type of telepathic wave form could be very deceptive for life forms in their early stages, are you the origin of this wave form?”
"TELEPATHIC WAVE FORM, WHAT THE H...” yells the President smashing the phone on the floor.
Universal Command orders the space traveler to leave that solar system adding, "An Investigation Fleet has been dispatched, please wait for further orders.
From the smashed phone speaker a final message is heard, "If any of you life forms see a Josey Whales, tell him the war is over.
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