The spaceship landed in Oregon forests. Phelanth engaged the stealth fields, and the ship suddenly looked a camping tent.
“Is that necessary?” said Phelanth’s wife, Aphaeria. “We Ipinians look like humans.”
“Wow!” enthused their son, Egron, staring outside. “Trees! I read about them in school.”
“Yes,” said Aphaeria. “They used to be common on Ipinia. That was before runaway global warming.”
“Our idiot politicians ignored our scientists’ warnings about…science,” added Phelanth. “Hopefully none of those morons propagated here like us.”
In Washington D.C.:
Senator Phaeton said, “Scientists are always lying Mr. President. We Ipinian politicians know what we’re talking about!”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers: https://rochellewisoff.com/2017/08/23/25-august-2017/