Head Cases

They're Here (just a little something I wrote)

Wait! What!

I didn't care how the aliens had gotten into my bedroom. I didn't care how they had entered undetected into our atmosphere. I cared that this world was getting tossed around like a drug search in a gangster's house. The government developed a new disease yesterday, and everyone was mandated to be tested. I knew it was a ploy to test for alien blood. What did they expect to find? A little organism with pointy heads and big eyes?
Three days ago, an alien craft landed in Detroit, Michigan. I mean, they just landed as if they had a parking permit. Not even an attempt to hide. They were nothing like this group in my bedroom who no one knew was there except me. There are six of them. Not green. Not big-eyed or pointy headed. The ones who emerged from the Detroit craft were described as green, big-eyed, and pointy headed. They ran in sequence into a mall and disappeared. The mall was crowded, Christmas time, and the aliens had morphed into human form and blended in with the shoppers. So, this new disease had cops knocking on doors. It had the National Guard out in force. Everyone had to have their I.D. ready and be prepared for their blood to be drawn and tested. They were currently in my neighborhood.
My small group looked from one to another. One nodded. One shrugged. They all stood between 4 and 5 feet tall, and they communicated telepathically. Then, one opened his mouth to speak. I held up my hand to indicate wait as I grabbed my smartphone. I scrolled through my alien translator app and nodded. I tapped the app as the alien began to speak. The translator was a bit behind, speaking with the James Bond accent I'd chosen.
"They are a few doors away," said the translator as the alien spoke his alien words.
"They will knock on your door soon."
I nodded, remembering my mother language.
"Yes. It's time for me to go home."
The translator said as I spoke in my alien words.