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Rated: E · Short Story · Fantasy · #1497932
A long ride.
      Adam:  "Then you've never seen anybody?"
      Lucy: "Nope. Just a lot of big mean dinosaurs and its
                  really hot."
      Adam: "You'd think with all that life there'd be one intelligent
                  person. I wish you weren't driving."
       
      Lucy likes to fly their flying saucer around the heads of the
      dinosaurs. Tyrannosaurus Rex snaps at the saucer space ship.

      Adam: "Where's the snacks?"
      Lucy: "Don't eat too much you'll fall asleep and miss everything.
                  I put some mice in the cooler with the beer."

    Adam swallows some mice and sips his beer. He peers out the
    side window.

    Adam: "Look! Monkeys! Their all over those trees. Let's get some."
    Lucy: "You promissed you wouldn't eat the natives."
    Adam: "Oh-it isn't that. I just wan't a pet. They look so Martian."

    Yes. Lucy and Adam had traveled a long way for their vacation:
    all the way from MARS. The monkeys were very upset inside the
    ship's cages.

    Monkey: "I got nothin! What do you want? Wht's he doing?!"
    Lucy: "She's cute. What a racket she's making. Give me the
                tranquilizer gun."
    Adam: "She's staring right at me. Do you think she's trying to say
                something?"

    Lucy laughed as Adam passed her the gun. She shot the monkey's
    in their butts. After a while, they were cleaned and collared. The
    collars allowed for complete control over motor functions. The monkeys
    would be house servants.

    Adam: "So, what should we call this fellah?"
     
    Adam walked a male monkey out of a cage and stood him infront of
    Lucy.

    Lucy: "What's your name?"
    Monkey: "Muzzy."
    Lucy: "Did he just answer me?"
    Adam: "I forgot. The collars have translaters. Oh, my God. Their
                sentient. I am so sorry Muzzy."

    Adam gave Muzzy a beer and some shorts.

    Muzzy: "Well, I do look pretty primitive. You see we had a really bad
                econimic recession. Everything went bonkers and stone age.
                This is my girl friend Palin. She wanted to be our leader."

    Palin stepped forward. Lucy had given her a big red ribbon to tie her
    pony tail. That was all the clothing she had.

    Palin: "Hi! Yeah, I could be a great leader. I think if we can find caves
              on cliffs, the dinosaurs wont eat us."

    Lucy: "Would you like to live with us on MARS?"
    Palin: "Sure. I just want to have more clothing."
    Muzzy: "I like her this way."
    Adam: "O.K. I'll get some more bannas for you."

    And so began an evolutionary leap for mankind on MARS.+


  Closing theme song: Hey! Hey! Were the monkeys and we don't monkey
                                  around. Were the next generation!

  (!)(!)
    ^
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