The Littlefolk

“So, they just showed up one day?”

“Yep, three weeks ago.”

“And you have no idea why?”

“Not Exactly. Every time I ask they tell me to go fuck myself, and demand for more beer.”

“Beer? Why Beer?”

“I assume for the same reason we would ask such a question.”

“Yea but…I still can’t believe this. Don’t you think we should tell someone about them?”

“I thought about that, but decided I want to see how it all works out”

“What’d you mean?”

“Look at them move, their working. They keep taking little pieces of material; bits of plastic, wood, wiring, they even took the circuit boards out of our digital clocks; they take all this crap back into floor, I think their building something.

“Building What?”

“Don’t know, but I think I should let them finish.”

“But why? We need to tell someone about this…it could be a discovery a whole new species! The first time another sentient…”

“Hey, Fuckin’ HEY….Fuckos!”

“Let me guess Blooch, More Beer?”

“Fuckin’ brilliant! You see! That’s why we came here, we only work with geniuses. Yes indeed Big-Man, More Beer!”

“Blooch, I just gave your folk a sixpack an hour ago, considering your size, that should last you another week.

“Hey! HEY! Tha Fuck…I’ll burn this Fuckin’ house down, you hear me Big-Man! Fuck, we’ll cut up your kids and murder your wife in their sleep. We’ll take yer dog, tear his…”

“Is this how you talk to talk to the beer guy where your from.”

“Well…ah, Fuck. I’m sorry sir, truly sorry. You see we’ve been working hard, you know how it is Big-Man. I shouldn’t have said all that about your family, their beautiful, possibly the most beautiful family I’ve ever seen, they’re big, but beautiful…you know, like the way some of your folk talk about your fat folk. You see?”

“You need to work on manners Blooch, you and all your people.”

“Of Course, of course, but, uh…”

“Sure, the beer, I’ll grab another sixer.”

“Brilliant! You see, this is why we came, you understand Big-Man, you’re pure Genius!”



“Dude, what the hell, why are they so mean?”

“I don’t know, they calm down after some beer though.”

“This makes no sense, we need to tell someone! The government, a University research team, a reality T.V. show producer…someone!”

“I’m not gonna do it, I’m in this now, I’m part of the adventure.”

“Huh?”

“Like E.T., if the little kid just called the government or told his parents right away, he’d have robbed himself of the whole experience. Nothing’s more valuable than the joy and excitement of adventure- other than the wife and kids, of course, but they’re cool with it too.”



“So why’d you tell me then?”

“You’re my best friend. My family is already with me, and I wanted you here too, that’s the best way. So are you in?”

“Well…yes, of course.”