The Last Day – Sunday Photo Fiction

Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. A story about alien contact that doesn’t happen as expected begins after the photo.

Genre: Science Fiction/Humor

Photo by: Alastair Forbes

The Last Day

Master Sergeant Boone stood beside the humvee and enjoyed a smoke and a beautiful sunset. The last, he expected, he would experience of either. The whole world knew about the aliens. After days of hovering in orbit, the world watched as this one small craft exited one of 80 ships. Most on Earth expected the end was near.

No one knew where it would land. Boone’s team was hastily assembled when F-15s chased the craft to this small military airbase. It slowed and landed beside the main terminal. Boone’s team hopped into their vehicles and raced out to meet the 50-foot long craft. It was very flat, with a cross-section like an airfoil. From above it appeared spade-shaped. Clearly designed for atmospheric maneuvering. As Boone’s team arrived, weapons leveled, a hatch opened in the top. A humanoid figure stepped out casually as though climbing out a common Cessna commuter plane.

Long, dark hair tumbled down as it removed it’s helmet. The “it” was most clearly a She, with delicate human-like features. She was obviously not human, yet with improbable human beauty. Boone approached her, M-16 at the ready.

“Oh you guys,” she grinned. “You’re so fun.” She pointed back at the F-15s buzzing angrily overhead. “I enjoyed the escort, by the way.” With confident strides she brushed through the stunned security team and headed for the terminal.

Boone rushed to catch up. This wasn’t how he expected first contact with aliens to go. “Uh ma’am. Halt…please.”

She spun on Boone. “Oh are you the welcoming party? Fine, I’ll need a fill up too. And then, I’ve heard so much about these Hamburgers. I’ll need an order of two hundred.”

“Uh, okay.” Boone gathered himself. She must do this a lot. “Welcome to Earth, first of all and…how do you understand English?”

“Silly! That’s…oh hang on.” Her brow creased. “Didn’t you know?”

Boone paled. Here it comes. “Know what? That you’re invading?”

“Well, perhaps some think hordes of salesmen are invaders. Didn’t you get our transmission?”

“What transmission?”

“Oh how embarrassing! Still, I should think it’s no surprise we’re here. You’ve been broadcasting constantly about alien contact. Now we’re interested and you’ve been accepted into the LAST (League of Amalgamated Species and Traders). It’s time for trade to begin. I expect your human hamburgers and frozen pizzas will be a hit on the open market. This is the last day of humans existing alone!”
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About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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19 Responses to The Last Day – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Al says:

    Oh that is just brilliant


  2. Well done and fun to read. Enjoyed.


  3. List of X says:

    Yeah, I hate it too when aliens don’t copy me on their e-mails. 🙂


  4. Lyn says:

    LOL everyone is expecting doom and gloom, and the aliens want to trade hamburgers and pizzas. I can just see the CEO’s at McDonald’s and Pizza Hut counting up the gazillions of dollars they think they’re going to make. Sorry guys, but the operative word is T-R-A-D-E
    Beautifully done Eric.


    • EagleAye says:

      Hehe. I suppose if we trade enough hamburgers that’ll eventually be worth a stardrive. Aliens aren’t always out to eat us or conquer us. Sometimes they just want cool stuff from the locals. Thank you so much, Lyn!


  5. Indira says:

    What is human hamburgers ? Are those Aliens cannibals? I’m little confused but its a fun read with your techno details.


    • EagleAye says:

      Oh sorry about that. “Human hamburgers.” as in Hamburgers made by humans, as in an invention of humans. I’m glad you enjoyed the details and had some fun at any rate. Thanks for your thoughts!


  6. draliman says:

    Great one!
    Burgers and pizzas, huh? Is this our insidious plan to conquer the galaxy via junk food? 🙂
    Let’s hope that if first contact comes it goes as smoothly as this!


  7. Shey says:

    A friendly encounter was very surprising. Nicely done.


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