"Star Trails to Antar”
A collection of short stories
about our favorite Roswell aliens & their friends
by Gerry Carr (Island Breeze)
>((((º>.·´¯`·.Story #16 ·.¸.· >((((*>¸.·´`·. ·.¸.· Rated PG
“G. W. Bush Finds Out About Antar”
During their many adventures, Max, Liz, Michael, Maria, and the other members of the “pod squad” and their friends had been ruthlessly hunted and, at least twice, almost eliminated by obsessed or mentally disturbed federal agents. However, not all the agents they met ultimately turned out to be evil. One agent, Diane Casey, had joined the alien task force hoping to meet and learn about aliens… if they really existed. Diane felt that her place in the universe was “out there somewhere.” Unfortunately, unbeknownst to her at the time, she had hooked up with a sadistic bunch of mentally disturbed individuals whose only plan was to exterminate the “alien plague.” Diane became involved in one of the bloodiest and most life-threatening raids that was ever unleashed on the Antarians and their innocent children, but she switched sides to help our friends.
Another friendly agent was Dan Klein. Dan, in the beginning, seemed to be nothing special… an egotistical, self-absorbed, practical joke loving type with two big Dobermans that he liked to scare people with, but he surprised everyone when it turned out there was a lot more to him than anyone had ever suspected… perhaps more than even he had suspected.
The sadistic Agent Pierce had long ago been killed. He had been replaced by Director Zebulon Sikorski and his top (Read that as, “most obsessed and mentally unstable”) agent, Dumas Zwolinski. However, after a number of agency fiascos, financial disaster (thanks in large part to Isabel and an Antarian scientist named Varec), and the strange disappearances of both Sikorski and Zwolinski (Thanks to the podsquad children, who turned Sikorski and Zwolinski into “aliens” themselves, with polka dots and purple and green skin), President George W. Bush made Dan Klein the new director of the agency, and Dan Klein declared a new day and a new policy of welcoming and learning from alien life (“if any existed,” which Dan privately now knew it did).
Diane, who had never paid much attention to Klein in the beginning, had come to like him even before he had been made the new director. They had become officially engaged, and she was extremely proud of him when Bush made him the new director and he made his speech announcing the new direction of the agency. However, Diane had gone with the podsquad to live on Antar, while Dan had stayed on earth and become the new agency director. This would seem to have been the end of this relationship, but that was not to be the case.
Liz “inherited” four spheres with unusual powers from the king of another planet, Xarius. One of these spheres was the sphere of the portal. It provided a portal between any two places in the universe. Liz allowed Diane the use of this particular sphere to go back and forth between Antar and earth to see Dan, who was now her fiancé. It was probably only a matter of time before this arrangement had consequences.
On this day, Dan Klein was in his office in Washington, D.C., near the White House, doing what he seemed to always be doing when he was there… more paperwork. But today was not going to be just another day…
There was a knock on the door. At first, Dan didn’t notice. Then they knocked again. This time he looked up from his work.
“Come in,” he said, shuffling the papers around on his desk. “The door’s not locked.”
The door opened, and two men in suits stepped into the room. They were followed by another man… the President. Dan suddenly noticed and stood up to greet his visitor.
“Sir! Good morning! I wasn’t expecting your visit.”
The President motioned to the two men that they could wait outside.
“Good morning, Dan. I just thought I’d stop by and see how you were getting’ along over here since I appointed you to the new position. I got your reports, but I like to kind of face off with folks sometimes… just see for myself how it’s all movin’ along… if they’re happy… whatever. So, Dan! Anything I can do for you over here? Need any aliens rounded up?” The President chuckled.
Dan smiled. “No, Sir… Everything’s just fine, Sir! I haven’t found any aliens that needed roundin’ up yet. We’re goin’ ahead full steam with your project of gathering information about life out there in the universe… so we can make friends with them if we ever do meet them. You know… keep ‘em on our side.”
“Good! Good! I know a lot of folks think this alien stuff is a bunch of hooey, Dan, but we’ve gotta move forward into the future and be prepared for whatever may come along. It's a big universe out there. I like the idea of us being their friends and keeping them on our side if there is intelligent life out there… And there is some evidence, as you know, Dan, that there is. Maybe you should write up some kind of protocol… you know, how we would handle it if we met them again… how we would make them our friends… and…”
As the President spoke, a bright light suddenly appeared in the room. Something that looked like a mirror surrounded by white light appeared for an instant, and Diane stepped into the room with a book in her hands. Without looking up, she began talking while looking at the open book.
“Dan! I’ve got a book here with places we could go on our honeymoon! There’s this planet called Yxtiar with all these hot springs and…” Diane looked up. “Oops!” She immediately said “Portal;” and before one could blink an eye, she was gone again.
The President sat in stunned silence for a few moments. Dan didn’t speak either. Nothing he could think of right now seemed like it would get him out of this. He would just wait and see if the President had noticed.
“Dan,” the President said after a few moments.
“Yes, Sir?”
“What was that?”
“What was what, Sir?”
“Come on, Dan. I know what I saw! Well… maybe I don’t know what I saw, but… I know I saw something!”
“I don’t suppose I could convince you that you got a’hold of some bad pretzels, Sir, and…”
The President was shaking his head.
“No… I didn’t think so… Aw, come on, Mister President! You’re a Texan, Sir! You know a lady when you see one!”
“Yes, indeed, I do, Dan… and I’ll grant you, that was a lady… and a fine-lookin’ one, too! But what was THAT?”
“Oh… You mean THAT, Sir.”
“Yes, THAT!”
“That light… thing… and that…”
“Right.”
Dan nodded. “Well, Sir… That was a portal.”
“A portal? Like a door or something? To where?”
Dan just shrugged and pointed up.
The President sat for another few moments in silence.
“Dan, you’re movin’ ahead on this project pretty fast, aren’t you! I think you’ve been holdin’ out on me! I know I asked you to find life out there and make friends with 'em, but… you're taking this thing pretty seriously, aren't you?”
“Well, Sir… I’ll invite you to the wedding if you’d like!”
“You’d better! Now show me what that was that I saw!”
Dan breathed out. “Oh well, by now she’ll be checking the Sphere of Visions to see if I’m alone again yet, so…” Dan looked up… “Come on back, Diane. We’re busted!”
The portal appeared after a moment, and Diane stepped through.
“Dan, I’m sorry! I should have checked first. I didn’t know…”
“Mister President, meet my fiancée, Miss Diane Casey.”
“It’s a real pleasure, Miss Casey,” the President said, taking her hand and kissing it.
“Miss Casey, I don’t normally start off meeting someone and asking them right off where they’re from, but that seems to be the question on my mind right now.”
“Texas,” Diane said.
“Well, now, I don’t remember us havin’ anything like that… uh, whatever it was you came in here through… in Texas, and I was the governor of that great state!”
“Oh… well, I was born in Texas, Sir, but I live somewhere else now.”
“I gather that would not be around these parts, would it, Miss Casey?”
“No, Sir. It’s Antar, Sir. It's… another planet.”
The President nodded. “Maybe I should have those pretzels checked, after all, Dan!”
Dan laughed.
“So, Dan, you’re planning to marry this pretty gal, huh? I guess congratulations are in order then!”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“I gather that all those times when I couldn’t find you here you were up there?”
“Oh… I didn’t know you had been by to see me before, Sir! Yeah, well… you see, we had a little Ghor problem up there.”
The President raised an eyebrow. “Up there, too?”
“There was this Ghor named Hosk,” Diane interjected.
“Well, I know Al, of course… and his Daddy. But Hosk Gore? No… I never heard of him. Send ‘im to Florida,” the President said with a wry smile. That state's been known to be fatal to Gores."
“I’m gonna ignore that comment, Sir,” Dan said.
“Which one?”
“Both of them, Sir,” Dan said, keeping a straight face. He was biting down on his tongue and fighting a smile that was pulling at the corners of his mouth, but he refused to surrender to the urge or give the satisfaction of a grin.
"Miss Casey," the President said, "Just what is that… 'portal' thing that you came in here through? I never saw anything like it. What can it do?"
Diane glanced at Dan. Dan nodded that it was okay.
"Well, Sir… That's just what it is… a portal. It makes a doorway between two different places… like Earth and Antar."
"And it can take you anywhere?"
"As far as I know."
"You see, Sir," Dan said, "This is just the kind of technology we wouldn't want to fall into the enemy's hands."
The President nodded. "You're right, Dan! I don’t even want to think about what the Democrats could do with something like this!"
"I meant Iraq and North Korea, Sir, " Dan said, "…countries that are unfriendly to us… and terrorists!"
"Yeah… them, too!" the President said with a wry smile.
The President had a way of joking about things and a self-deprecating wit, but Dan knew him well enough to see through it… usually. And besides, Dan wasn't above making a little joke himself…
"Your old friend Senator Jeffors might join a party on another planet if he had the portal," Dan said.
"Hmmm…" The President nodded. "No, I still don't think that's enough reason to let them have it."
Dan gave in and chuckled slightly.
"Well, Sir," Diane said, "I'm afraid it wouldn’t do anyone any good if they did have it, even you. This portal doesn’t answer to anyone but Liz, not even to the President. Just Liz… and Maya and King Shaqor, of course. I'm only allowed to use it by Liz's special permission."
"Well, that's good to know, actually," the President said. "That means it couldn't fall into the wrong hands and be misused. And yes, Dan, I do mean Iraq and North Korea and terrorists and… Say, Miss Casey, didn't you or Dan say something awhile ago about a 'Sphere of Visions'?"
"I think I mentioned it," Dan said.
"What kind of ‘visions’?"
"Anything you ask it to ‘see’. Just like the Sphere of Searches can find anything or anyone."
"Anyone… even O s a m a b i n L a d e n?"
Dan looked at Diane, and Diane shrugged. "I guess."
"Do you have permission to use those spheres, too, Miss Casey?"
"Temporarily… yes."
"Can your sphere find O s a m a for me?"
Diane shrugged. "That… seems like a humanitarian request, I guess. I could try it."
Diane called for the Sphere of Searches. "Please locate O s a m a b i n L a d e n."
After a short wait, the sphere answered. "I regret that I cannot locate this person."
"Why not?" Diane asked.
"Millennia ago, most of the universe was mapped by systematic benthuric crystal quatrilation. This information is recreated in my memory so that I can locate anything I seek. This planet, however, was never mapped by systematic benthuric crystal quatrilation, so I cannot give you a location for the one you request."
"Maybe the Sphere of Visions can see him," Dan suggested.
Diane called for the Sphere of Visions. "Show us O s a m a b i n L a d e n?"
A misty apparition filled part of the room; and in it, they saw a tall, bearded man wearing a robe, sitting in a very comfortable, western-style chair, drinking Pepsi-Cola, watching TV, and reading Time magazines.
"Are you sure that's b i n L a d e n?" Dan asked.
"It looks like he's in a cave," Diane said. "It could be him."
The President opened the door and called his two secret service agents in. "Can either of you gentlemen tell where this is?"
They looked at the apparition intently.
"No, Sir," the first one said. "It's in a cave somewhere. And that's b i n L a d e n. What is this?" The agents walked around the apparition, touching the mist with their hands.
"The cave is deep, Sir," the second agent noted. "The walls are covered in places with a type of moss that grows only below 300 feet… and only in a few places in the Middle East. Afghanistan is one."
"That could be helpful. Okay. Miss Casey, could that portal take me to where O s a m a is even if earth hasn't been qua… qua… quatri… whatever that mapping was called?"
"I don't know. Portal!"
"Sir, Don't!" Dan warned. "It could… it would be dangerous."
"My boys can go with me. One Texan against a bearded pervert with a dress on and a few assassins… That sounds like pretty good odds to me."
"Sir," the second agent said. "I have to agree with Mister Klein. "It would be dangerous… even with us along."
Diane looked at Dan. "There is another sphere, Dan. We've never used it, but it activated itself once without being asked to and saved all our lives on the ship. It's the Sphere of Protection."
"And you can use it?" Dan asked.
"Liz gave me permission to use the spheres temporarily. She didn't specify which ones."
“…Sphere of Protection!"
"Ask."
"Can you protect these men if they go somewhere where there might be danger… on earth?"
"Yes. But their weapons will not work while they are protected."
"I guess the crystal quatrilation mapping isn't needed except for specifying location," Diane said. "Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked the President.
"Sure as rain!"
"Okay, then. Sphere of Protection, protect these men until they return. Portal, take these three men to the one they seek. And Liz! Please don't kill me!" Diane added.
The portal appeared.
"What do I do… just step through?"
Diane nodded. The first agent held his hand out in front of the President and stepped through before him. The second agent followed the first one. Then the President stepped through. O s a m a b i n L a d e n sat watching TV, looking the other way, and somehow didn't notice the new arrivals. The President walked up behind him and casually leaned over the back of his chair.
"BOO!"
B i n L a d e n jumped and spun around quickly then began calling excitedly. Within seconds, the room had filled with bearded terrorists carrying Soviet era AK-47's, all pointed at the three men. A look from their leader, and they began firing. Bullets came like rain from every part of the room toward the President and the two secret service agents; but as each bullet traveled through the air, it lost velocity, seemed to melt in mid-air, and dropped to the ground as a puddle of molten lead. The terrorists continued firing until their bullets ran out, but none reached the three intruders. O s a m a b i n L a d e n still sat in the chair, from which he had not moved since the intruders had first arrived.
After the bullets stopped flying, the President leaned over the chair again. "Did I say, 'BOO,' Sammy? I'm sorry! I misspoke. I do that a lot, it seems. I meant, 'BOOM!'" He smiled then stepped back through the portal into Dan's office with the two agents.
The terrorists were running every which way. Some of them decided it was a good time -as all times were- to lavish praise on their "leader."
"O s a m a, you have inspired us all! Songs will be written about how you faced down our enemy today and frightened them away. You never moved! You never ran! You are truly a leader of leaders!"
O s a m a smiled slightly then winced. "Okay! Bah-le, Bah-le, Bah-le! Get out now! I want to be left alone! …Not you, Ali. You stay."
The others all walked out, bowing and still lavishing their leader with praises.
"What do you need?" Ali asked. "Why didn't you stand up to face our enemy?"
O s a m a looked around. The others appeared to have gone. "Bring me a clean robe, and shut up."
Back in Dan’s office, the President was grinning like a cat that had just chewed the tail off of a mouse. The two secret service agents were a bit unnerved. The first agent leaned over to the other one and said in a hushed whisper…
“Are you going to report this, Jackson?”
“Report what?” Jackson asked. “They’ll think I was drinking on duty. Nothing happened… You going to file a report, Derrick?”
“About what? Nothing happened.”
Jackson looked back at him. “Right. That’s what I thought.”
“Dan,” the President said, “That was the most fun I’ve had in a long time. I better get these boys back over to the White House. I think they’ve been in the sun too long. Congratulations on your engagement! You couldn’t have chosen a more delightful lady! Miss Casey, it’s been a real pleasure! I hope I’ll be seein’ you around from time to time. I’ll put you and Dan on the White House social list. Well, it doesn’t look like you need my help over here, Dan. Looks like you’ve got everything in hand… uh… under control…”
The President turned and motioned to the secret service agents, who escorted him back over to the White House. Dan was alone again with Diane.
“Well, Dan… Do you?”
“Do I what?” Dan asked.
“Have everything in hand?”
Dan put his arms around Diane and pulled her up to him as their lips slowly came together. A couple of minutes later, he answered, “Yeah, I do now.
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Max and Michael were out making the rounds, as they often did, keeping morale up in the kingdom, checking to see what might be needed, making sure that the kingdom ran smoothly and everyone was happy. Liz and Maria were preparing lunch for Kyle, Jeliya, Dan, Diane, their children, and themselves in the palace, and Diane began to relate the details of what had happened to her and Dan on earth. Liz stopped momentarily and put her hand over her mouth…
“Omigosh! You mean… you looked up and he was just right there… in front of you?”
“Yeah,” Diane said, her voice trembling. “The President! The President was in Dan’s office!”
“What did you do?”
“I didn’t have time to think. I made a hasty retreat. When I got back here, my legs were like jelly. You can imagine! I wasn’t sure I would be able to stand up. I thought, Omigod, Dan is just going to kill me when he sees me again… and how is he going to explain this to… you know, him?”
“Oh, Diane,” Liz said in a hushed tone. “What did he do? What did YOU do?”
“I used the Sphere of Visions to see what Dan would say.”
“Well don’t keep me in suspense!” Liz said.
“He handled it pretty well. He kind of tried to make a joke out of it, you know… then he just told the President that it was a portal, and when the President pushed for information about it, Dan told me to come on back. He knew I would be watching with the sphere.”
“You went back? Weren’t you scared?”
“I was jelly, Liz! I thought I would die! You can’t imagine. I didn’t know what was going to happen! But it was my own fault. I should have checked first. It’s just that nobody ever came to see Dan before when he was in his office.”
“Did he… Did he ask about the portal,” Liz wanted to know.
“Oh yeah! He was very persistent!”
“What did you tell him?”
“That it was like a doorway between two places… in this case, our planets.”
“Did he, like, freak? I mean… he didn’t call out the secret service or alien task force or something…?”
“No. Dan’s in charge of all that now. I thought Dan would kill me, though. Well, not literally, but I thought I would probably wish that he had after he finished with me. You know what he said?”
Liz shook her head, her eyes opening wider than usual.
“He just said, “Mister President, meet my fiancée, Diane Casey.”
Liz was prepared for something -she didn’t know what- more traumatic. She fumbled the spoon she was stirring with and dropped it into the Grelligo soup. As she tried to fish it back out, she asked…
“What did the President say?”
“He just said, ‘It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Casey…’ Then he told Dan that he was moving really fast on this project.”
“What project?”
“Something about seeking out other life in the universe and trying to make friends with them if they found any. He told Dan that he didn’t mean he had to marry them.”
Liz laughed. “What did Dan say?”
“He told the President he’d invite him to the wedding.”
“Ooh, well, Diane, maybe they’ll give you a nice wedding gift.”
“Yeah, well… I assure you that’s not what I had on my mind!”
Liz laughed again. “I’m sure it’s not.”
“Did the President ask how the portal worked or anything about Antar,” Maria wanted to know.
“No… Well, he asked a lot of questions, but mostly about what the spheres would do. And he asked me where I was from. I told him Texas.”
Maria and Liz both laughed. “Yeah, and he believed that?” Maria asked, “…after you came in through the portal? He probably thought you were an alien!”
“Oh, he did! He said they don’t have anything like that in Texas, and I told him I was born in Texas, but I don’t live there anymore… I live on Antar now.”
“And I suppose he knew where that was,” Kyle interjected with a laugh.
“No. And he didn’t ask me to point it out either… not that I could have… It’s too far away to be seen from earth. He wanted to know if the Sphere of Searches could locate O s a m a b i n L a d e n for him.”
Liz fumbled the spoon again and dropped it back into the Grelligo soup.
“What did you do?” all three seemed to want to know at the same time.
“I… I thought you might kill me for misusing the spheres, but it seemed like it was a humanitarian gesture, you know… not like a terrible request, so I gave it a try, but it didn’t work.”
Liz looked concerned. “What do you mean it didn’t work?”
“Well, the sphere said that a long time ago… millennia ago… the universe was mapped by… what was it called? Crystal… quadrangle… systematic… something or other…”
“Systematic Crystal Benthuric Quatrilation,” Liz said. “SCBQ.”
“You know about it?” Diane asked, amazed.
“I read about it in the history books somewhere… or maybe it was one of Varec’s science books in the lab.”
“I wish I had your memory, Liz! Anyway, yeah, that’s exactly what it was. But the sphere said that earth was never mapped that way, so it couldn’t pinpoint a location. Anyway, apparently, the other spheres don’t have that problem.”
“Oh?”
“We used the Sphere of Visions, and it showed us b i n L a d e n in a cave somewhere. Then the President wanted to use the portal to go there…”
For the third time, Liz found herself fishing the spoon out of the Grelligo soup, but she finally realized she had been stirring the soup the whole time they had been talking and it didn’t need to be stirred anymore. She rinsed the spoon and put it in a pot.
“My God, Diane, what did you do?”
“I sent him to b i n L a d e n .”
Fortunately, Liz had already put the spoon down.
“You didn’t!”
Diane nodded. “…him and his two secret service agents. And Liz, I hope you’ll forgive me, but… I used the Sphere of Protection to protect them.”
“Well, Diane… What else could you do? Why wouldn’t I want you to protect them?”
“Maybe you didn’t vote for him,” Kyle said wryly.
Liz threw a wet washcloth at Kyle, who didn’t duck quite fast enough in spite of his football-honed reflexes.
“Maybe I didn’t vote at all, Kyle. Maybe you didn’t either! We aren’t exactly registered to vote on earth! And if we were, I wouldn’t tell you who I voted for!”
“Yeah, yeah! Don’t get testy about it!” Kyle laughed. “I know… he’s the President and all. I wouldn’t want old Ben Lardo to get him whether I voted for him or the other guy.”
Seeing her chance, Liz grinned, “and who would the ‘other guy’ be, Kyle?”
Kyle sat for a moment, thinking. “I don’t know… Janet Reno?”
“Oh, Kyle!” Liz exclaimed exasperated, “You’re worse than I thought!”
“Well, like you said, Liz, I don’t vote there now. I don’t really keep up with earth politics. We’ve had our own problems.”
Liz nodded. “Okay… truce?”
Kyle tossed the washcloth back. “Truce.”
“So he actually went to where Ben Lardo was?” Kyle asked.
Diane nodded.
“I’ll bet you would have given anything to be a fly on the wall of that cave and see what happened,” Kyle said.
“Are you kidding! The first thing I did was call the Sphere of Visions back so I could watch! You don’t think I would miss it, do you?”
Kyle laughed. “I’ll give you points for thinking fast. What happened?”
“The President sneaked up on O s a m a sitting in an easy chair watching TV and said ‘BOO!’”
Kyle choked and began to laugh. “You’re kidding me! That’s what he said?”
“I swear it Kyle… on all that’s holy to me! He did!”
“I wish I could have seen that,” Kyle said between fits of laughter.
Diane continued, “As soon as he said it, all hell broke loose. O s a m a began screaming in Arabic or something, then all these bearded guys come running in shooting AK-47’s…”
“How do you know they were AK-47’s?” Kyle asked.
“I was in the FBI, remember Kyle? I know something about weapons!”
”Oh yeah, that’s right. You would.”
“How did they get away?” Liz asked.
“The Sphere of Protection,” Diane said. “The bullets the terrorists fired just slowed down, melted, and fell to the floor of the cave in little lead puddles… all over O s a m a ‘ s Persian rugs.”
“Oh, I’ll bet he loved that,” Kyle said.
“You could never imagine! Then the President leaned over his chair again and said, ‘You know what, Sammy?’ -He called him Sammy!- ‘I made a mistake when I said, BOO! I meant BOOM!”
Maria giggled. “Did the secret service agents arrest O s a m a ?”
Diane shook her head. “No, their weapons wouldn’t work either while they were under the sphere’s protection. After the President said BOOM, he and the secret service agents stepped back through the portal. I didn’t understand everything the terrorists said in Arabic after they left, but I caught enough to know that O s a m a said something about needing a clean robe.”
Kyle laughed until he had tears in his eyes.
“The President said that he was going to put Dan and me on the White House social list and he hoped to see me around again. And he said something about maybe coming here some time if he was invited.
“I’ll hide the pretzels,” Liz said.
Kyle looked at her and grinned. “Liz! You?”
Liz shook her head. “It… It was just a joke, Kyle! Forget I said it!” She turned somewhat red.
“I thought it was jellybeans he liked,” Kyle said.
“No, that was his father, the other George Bush,” Maria said.
“You mean there are two?” Kyle exclaimed. “I thought he got reelected.”
“Kyle, I’m gonna throw this washcloth at you again…” Liz threatened. “And Maria, that was Reagan who liked jellybeans.”
“Oh,” Maria said. “I knew it was someone. Well what did Clinton like?”
Kyle smiled. Liz passed the washcloth through the water and held it up while shooting a threatening look in Kyle’s direction. Kyle noticed…
“A good smoke, Maria. He liked a good smoke,” Kyle said, grinning.
“What’s a smoke?” JoLeesa asked, joining the conversation.
“You know,” Zorel said… “You remember when we were on earth and there were some people with little paper sticks in their mouths that were on fire?”
“Oh, that. Yeah, I remember you pulling that big brown one out of some big guy’s mouth and stomping on it and telling him that his burrito was on fire.”
“Well, I thought it was,” Zorel said.
Kyle was laughing hysterically. “That was a cigar, Zorel… That’s what Clinton likes.”
“Kyle! Don’t make me hurt you!” Liz said. “I can see where you’re going!”
Kyle was grinning mischievously.
“Kids,” Liz said, “Why don’t you go over there and sit with your Uncle Kyle. If he says anything you need explained, he’ll be glad to explain it.”
Maya, Leesa, Andya, and the others all crowded around Kyle. Suddenly, he didn’t seem to have much to say. Liz smiled.
“Well, guys,” Maria said, “Lunch is ready! Anyone who wants to eat had better get to the table.
Everybody made their way to the dining room. Maria grinned and looked at Liz. “Sometimes you’re awesome, Liz!”
-The End-
This story was intended to be enjoyed as parody and humor and does not intentionally either endorse or disparage any person… well, except for one specific infamous cave-dwelling troglodyte. Except for that, all references to politics or political persons are intended to be neutral and enjoyable by persons of any political persuasion and should not be assumed to imply anything but good-natured humor. Smile!
This story was adapted and revised from the chapters titled,
------------- Chapter 46
“Oops”
------------- Chapter 47
“Boom”
------------- Chapter 48
“Don’t Make Me Hurt You”
which are found in the Roswell fic
“Children of the Universe” by Gerry Carr (Island Breeze).
That was beautiful...you are very gifted
I so never realized that. I just always assumed you were a girl Gerry! 
