The Alien Chronicles

The aliens had eyes. No, no, not just eyes. No Sir E. Bob. Understand me when I say these were bulging black dinner platesized...hmmm, maybe not quite that large. Let's go with, uh, sandwich plate. But LARGE sandwiches. Not too large, but large. You get the idea.
Also they were gray. The aliens not the sandwiches...or the eyes, but then I just told you the eyes were black so if you thought I meant the eyes you must be an idiot. And probably ugly to boot.
But, I mean, really! Aliens in my house. Where did they get off...taking my Xbox 360!?! No. Not just an Xbox 3560, a launch Xbox 360. Do you have any idea what I had to do? The people I had to...on second though lets not go there, or think about it. Or acknowledge it at all. You there! I see you thinking about it. Stop. Stop it right now.
No.
I said no.
Oh whatever.
Of course the Xbox 360 doesn't even work anymore, but if you were paying any attention at all to my ramblings you'd know that. Hello, I said launch system. Of course it doesn't work. I mean I would have sent it in for replacement, but, um, no. No, I don't think so. Like I said, we won't talk about what I had to do to get that system. Except for right here. And above where I talked about it, but I'm only talking about it to tell you not to talk about it or think about it.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
The aliens looked up and blinked their big black eyes at me. I may have inadvertently screamed. Just a little though. The aliens tilted their heads and looked at one another. I screamed again. Hey! They were really creepy. Don't you be judging me.
"We are taking your great white box of glee," They continued moving, humming a Green Day song as they worked.
I stepped in front of them. Yes. That's right. I am that brave.
"Stop," I said, my voice only quivering a little, tiny, incy, wincy, bit.
They stopped. I screamed some more. And cried a little bit. And all that baby stuff. No, really, they were scary and I was standing right in their way.
To find out what happened next I guess you'll just have to tune in next week (I really need to stop ending these things with me crying--this is two weeks in a row and I think it's making me look bad).