“I just saw a flying saucer!” Sean

“I just saw a flying saucer!” Sean screamed to his mother from the living room window. He jumped up and down in his excitement.

“It was probably somebody’s roof or a car. Now come away from that window. The hurricane is still very strong and it could shatter the glass. I’m not sure why your father didn’t cover it with plywood like the others.” He spent enough money at the hardware store to build an ark.” Sean’s mom exclaimed from the kitchen.

Sean’s dad harrumphed from behind his copy of Science Fiction Digest, “The boy could be right, Mabel. It could be an alien craft. Maybe it got pulled off course by the strong winds and rain. And I didn’t cover that window because I ran out of time.”

In all fairness, Sean’s dad wasn’t exactly a handyman. It was sheer luck that kept the plywood on all the other windows. The nails he used to fasten the wood to the house were too small. If the wind caught just under the edge of one of those sheets of plywood, it would have been ripped right off.

Oxenblox was just fortunate that Sean was the only little boy curious enough to be looking out the window just then. He wasn’t blown off course at all. He’d used the hurricane to cover his entry into Tampa. He ditched his vehicle in a nearby swamp where he could get to it when he was ready to go. It wouldn’t matter if people saw him leave. He’d be a speck before they could even realize what went by. Then he’d dump a bunch of debris so the people below figured they must have seen the flash of a meteorite. It was really only the entry that was difficult.

What Oxenblox didn’t know was that Sean had seen him. He’d watched until the spacecraft landed in the swampy area of their subdivision—the only lots that couldn’t be built upon. Sean knew that swamp well, because his mom homeschooled him and they studied the swamp for science projects all the time.

The next morning, in the eerie calm after the raging storm, Sean slipped out the front door while his parents were still sleeping. Oxenblox was still sleeping too when Sean took up vigil on top of a fallen live oak tree. He wore camo so that he’d blend in. When Oxenblox emerged from his craft to check out the neighborhood, he was surprised by the rapid clicking of Sean’s digital camera taking shot after shot of the pilot from Vindar. Each frame capturing another contortion as the alien tried to get out of the line of sight.

Oxenblox finally got control of himself and marched over to the edge of the swamp where Sean sat on the fallen tree. “What did you do?” he demanded of the bold child.

“I took your picture.” Sean replied calmly. I’ve never seen anybody with two heads before.

“What do you mean you took my picture? What’s a picture and how could you take mine away from me? I didn’t even know I had one for you to take.” Oxenblox babbled on as Sean started laughing at him.

“You really are silly looking when you get mad. One of your heads has angry looks and is shouting at me and the other head isn’t even paying attention. How do you do that?”

“I am not silly or mad. I am Oxenblox, First Lieutenant, Vindar Espionage Squadron. Now show me my picture that you took.”

“You’ll have to come over here and look at the screen on my camera.”

“You already put my picture in that small container? I demand that you take my picture out of there immediately and give it back to me!”

“Come and get it!”

rty her

“I just saw a flying saucer!” Sean screamed to his mother from the living room window. He jumped up and down in his excitement.

“It was probably somebody’s roof or a car. Now come away from that window. The hurricane is still very strong and it could shatter the glass. I’m not sure why your father didn’t cover it with plywood like the others.” He spent enough money at the hardware store to build an ark.” Sean’s mom exclaimed from the kitchen.

Sean’s dad harrumphed from behind his copy of Science Fiction Digest, “The boy could be right, Mabel. It could be an alien craft. Maybe it got pulled off course by the strong winds and rain. And I didn’t cover that window because I ran out of time.”

In all fairness, Sean’s dad wasn’t exactly a handyman. It was sheer luck that kept the plywood on all the other windows. The nails he used to fasten the wood to the house were too small. If the wind caught just under the edge of one of those sheets of plywood, it would have been ripped right off.

Oxenblox was just fortunate that Sean was the only little boy curious enough to be looking out the window just then. He wasn’t blown off course at all. He’d used the hurricane to cover his entry into Tampa. He ditched his vehicle in a nearby swamp where he could get to it when he was ready to go. It wouldn’t matter if people saw him leave. He’d be a speck before they could even realize what went by. Then he’d dump a bunch of debris so the people below figured they must have seen the flash of a meteorite. It was really only the entry that was difficult.

What Oxenblox didn’t know was that Sean had seen him. He’d watched until the spacecraft landed in the swampy area of their subdivision—the only lots that couldn’t be built upon. Sean knew that swamp well, because his mom homeschooled him and they studied the swamp for science projects all the time.

The next morning, in the eerie calm after the raging storm, Sean slipped out the front door while his parents were still sleeping. Oxenblox was still sleeping too when Sean took up vigil on top of a fallen live oak tree. He wore camo so that he’d blend in. When Oxenblox emerged from his craft to check out the neighborhood, he was surprised by the rapid clicking of Sean’s digital camera taking shot after shot of the pilot from Vindar. Each frame capturing another contortion as the alien tried to get out of the line of sight.

Oxenblox finally got control of himself and marched over to the edge of the swamp where Sean sat on the fallen tree. “What did you do?” he demanded of the bold child.

“I took your picture.” Sean replied calmly. I’ve never seen anybody with two heads before.

“What do you mean you took my picture? What’s a picture and how could you take mine away from me? I didn’t even know I had one for you to take.” Oxenblox babbled on as Sean started laughing at him.

“You really are silly looking when you get mad. One of your heads has angry looks and is shouting at me and the other head isn’t even paying attention. How do you do that?”

“I am not silly or mad. I am Oxenblox, First Lieutenant, Vindar Espionage Squadron. Now show me my picture that you took.”

“You’ll have to come over here and look at the screen on my camera.”

“You already put my picture in that small container? I demand that you take my picture out of there immediately and give it back to me!”

“Come and get it!”

rty her

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“I just saw a flying saucer!” Sean screamed to his mother from the living room window. He jumped up and down in his excitement. “It was probably somebody’s roof or a car. Now come away from that window. The hurricane is still very strong and it could shatter the glass. I’m not sure why your father didn’t cover it with plywood like the others.” He spent enough money at the hardware store to build an ark.” Sean’s mom exclaimed from the kitchen. Sean’s dad harrumphed from behind his copy of Science Fiction Digest, “The boy could be right, Mabel. It could be an alien craft. Maybe it got pulled off course by the strong winds and rain. And I didn’t cover that window because I ran out of time.” In all fairness, Sean’s dad wasn’t exactly a handyman. It was sheer luck that kept the plywood on all the other windows. The nails he used to fasten the wood to the house were too small. If the wind caught just under the edge of one of those sheets of plywood, it would have been ripped right off. Oxenblox was just fortunate that Sean was the only little boy curious enough to be looking out the window just then. He wasn’t blown off course at all. He’d used the hurricane to cover his entry into Tampa. He ditched his vehicle in a nearby swamp where he could get to it when he was ready to go. It wouldn’t matter if people saw him leave. He’d be a speck before they could even realize what went by. Then he’d dump a bunch of debris so the people below figured they must have seen the flash of a meteorite. It was really only the entry that was difficult. What Oxenblox didn’t know was that Sean had seen him. He’d watched until the spacecraft landed in the swampy area of their subdivision—the only lots that couldn’t be built upon. Sean knew that swamp well, because his mom homeschooled him and they studied the swamp for science projects all the time. The next morning, in the eerie calm after the raging storm, Sean slipped out the front door while his parents were still sleeping. Oxenblox was still sleeping too when Sean took up vigil on top of a fallen live oak tree. He wore camo so that he’d blend in. When Oxenblox emerged from his craft to check out the neighborhood, he was surprised by the rapid clicking of Sean’s digital camera taking shot after shot of the pilot from Vindar. Each frame capturing another contortion as the alien tried to get out of the line of sight. Oxenblox finally got control of himself and marched over to the edge of the swamp where Sean sat on the fallen tree. “What did you do?” he demanded of the bold child. “I took your picture.” Sean replied calmly. I’ve never seen anybody with two heads before. “What do you mean you took my picture? What’s a picture and how could you take mine away from me? I didn’t even know I had one for you to take.” Oxenblox babbled on as Sean started laughing at him. “You really are silly looking when you get mad. One of your heads has angry looks and is shouting at me and the other head isn’t even paying attention. How do you do that?” “I am not silly or mad. I am Oxenblox, First Lieutenant, Vindar Espionage Squadron. Now show me my picture that you took.” “You’ll have to come over here and look at the screen on my camera.” “You already put my picture in that small container? I demand that you take my picture out of there immediately and give it back to me!” “Come and get it!” rty her

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"EU VI um disco voador!"Sean gritou para a mãe Da janela Da Sala.Ele saltou para CIMA e para baixo EM SEU entusiasmo."Provavelmente FOI alguém do telhado Ou um carro.Agora Saia Da janela.O furacão ainda é MUITO Forte e Pode quebrar o vidro.Não tenho certeza por que SEU Pai não cobri - Lo com Madeira compensada Como OS outros. "Ele gastou bastante dinheiro Na Loja de ferragens para construir UMA Arca. Sean a mãe exclamou Da Cozinha.O Pai de Sean harrumphed atrás do SEU exemplar de ficção científica digest ", O rapaz Pode ESTAR Certo, Mabel.Pode ser UMA nave Extraterrestre.Talvez FOI empurrada pelos VENTOS fortes e Chuva.E não cobrir a janela porque EU Corri fora do tempo ".Na Verdade, O Sean do Pai não era exatamente UMA FAZ - tudo.Foi Pura Sorte que manteve o contraplacado sobre todas as outras janelas.As UNhas que ele usou para fixar a Madeira Da Casa eram Muito pequenas.Se o Vento capturado sob a Borda de UMA dessas Chapas de Madeira compensada, teria SIDO arrancada.Oxenblox FOI Sorte que Sean era o único Menino curioso o suficiente para Olhar para a janela.Ele não era fora do Comum, Claro a todos.Ele tinha usado o furacão para cobrir SUA Entrada EM Tampa.Ele abandonou o veículo EM um pântano próximo ONDE ele Pode chegar lá Quando ele estava Pronto para IR.Não importa se as pessoas o VIU sair.Ele seria UMA partícula antes de poderem realizar o que passou.Então ele VAI despejar um Monte de escombros para que as pessoas abaixo que eles devem ter Visto o clarão de um meteorito.Foi só a Entrada que FOI difícil.O que oxenblox não Sabia era que o Sean tinha Visto.Ele tinha Visto até a nave pousou Na área de pântano subdivisão só Lotes que não poderia ser construída.Sean Sabia que o pântano BEM, porque a mãe Dele Aprender Dele e estudaram o pântano para projetos científicos de todos OS tempos.Na manhã seguinte, a misteriosa Calma após a trovoada enraivecida, Sean escapou PELA porta Da Frente, enquanto seus pais dormiam.Oxenblox ainda estava dormindo Quando o Sean Fez vigília EM CIMA de UMA Queda vivo Carvalho.Ele usava camuflagem para que ele Iria se misturar.Quando oxenblox emergiu de SUA arte para ver o Bairro, FOI surpreendido pelo rápido carregar de Sean Da câmera digital com Tiro após Tiro de Piloto de vindar.CadA frame captura outro contorcionista Como o alienígena tentou sair Da Linha de visão.Oxenblox finalmente TEM o controle de si Mesmo e marcharam sobre a Borda do pântano ONDE Sean sentou - se sobre a árvore caída."O que você Fez?"Ele exigiu do ousado Filho."EU tirei a foto. - respondeu calmamente.EU Nunca VI alguém com duas cabeças."O que quer dizer que você tirou UMA foto minha?O que é UMA foto e Como você poderia levar o MEU fora de MIM?EU NEM Sabia que tinha um para você. "Oxenblox tagarelavam Como Sean começou a RIR dele."Você é Bobo olhando Quando te zangas.UMA de SUAS cabeças TEM irritado Olha e grita - me e o outro Chefe não está a prestar atenção.Como você FAZ isso?""EU não sou Bobo ou louco.EU sou oxenblox, primeiro - tenente, vindar esquadrão de espionagem.Agora, Mostra - me a minha foto que você tirou "."Você VAI ter que vir aqui e Olhar para a tela EM minha câmera"."Vocês já colocaram minha foto nesse pequeno recipiente?EU exijo que você me fotografar de lá imediatamente e devolva para MIM!""Come and get it!"Festa para ELA

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