The Adventures of Stevie #195
These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
been true. LOL
My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
he isn't here in person. I think.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stevie is 14 in this story, after year 4 special school, in the Summer.
The Adventures of Stevie #195 "Bad Reception"
Dear Carlos,
We had the appointment set up with the officer in charge of UFO parts
at Wright Field. We were all dressed up and in the conference room at
home. I said "I learned last time, it's better to check first. Give me
a minute." I looked around his office and the building. I said "That's
guy's on the ball. He's got his building, inside and out, filled with
armed MPs, eager to take us down. Father, please inform the Secretary
of what I found, and tell him we would like to go there anyway, and
handle it. Something's wrong there, but there is no alien take over. It
could be Treason, or something else." He called, and asked us to wait.
I was still looking around there, and slipped inside the Colonel's
mind. I reported, "Well, this is new. He thinks WE are aliens." Pete
said "Freaks, yes. Aliens, no." Chad said "But nice freaks." I said
"Maybe not this time. They were going to kill us without warming. Not
that we would let them. Team, I'm going to put his secretary to sleep,
and port us to her office. Then we walk into the Colonel's office. In
the mean time, all of you will be putting everybody else in the
building to sleep. Then we ask the Colonel why he is committing
Treason. How's that for a plan?" They liked it. But not father, who was
still on the phone. We waited.
Father said "The Base Commander has been notified about the problem,
and is ordering the MPs to stand down. He's going to arrest the
Colonel." I said "Wait! We can't let him be arrested and tell people we
are aliens. We have to go there and convince him of the truth." Father
said "You have a good point, there. I'll ask for him to be left alone,
but the JA will be notified of possible pending legal action." I said
"The MPs are leaving the building, but the Colonel doesn't know it
yet." We waited some more, and I said, "Get ready to port!" We all
stood in a group. I put his secretary to sleep, and ported us to her
office. We walked into the Colonel's office, and Pete said, "I believe
you were expecting us." The Colonel looked surprised, and pushed the
intercom button to his secretary. Pete said "I'm sorry, but she's
unavailable, and the MPs have been ordered to stand down by the Base
Commander, by order of the Secretary of the Air Force. You were set to
be arrested, but we asked to speak to you first. Please tell us why you
committed this Treasonous act."
The Colonel said, "Because you are aliens." Pete said "We were all
born in this country, with birth certificates to prove it." The Colonel
said, "That's not what I mean. Aliens from space." Pete said "They have
American birth certificates, too?" The Colonel said, "They could be
faked." I said "So could having a brain, which you are doing a bad job
of faking. Do we look like space aliens? And why do you think we are?
Why shouldn't we think YOU are one? After all, you did intend to kill
us to keep us from investigating UFO parts." He looked confused. I
pressed him some more with, "I see you brought your dog to work. If you
had even the smallest usable brain, you would trust her to let you know
if any alien comes near you. She would sense it right away." He said
"An alien killed the General." Pete said "How do you know an alien did
it?" He said "Because the autopsy found some some things which couldn't
be explained." I said very gently, "Tell us, how well did your dog like
the General?" His jaw dropped open, and then he said "Oh my god!" He
buried his face in his hands. I went to him and put my hand on his
shoulder.
I told the Colonel, "You know, don't you." He said "You could have
been killed! All of you. I should be shot." I said, "Legally, yes. But
let's try to work around that. When did your dog stop liking the
General?" He said "About 2 months ago. She used to be very friendly,
but wouldn't go near him after that, and tried to stop me from seeing
him." I said "Brace yourself for some bad news. That's when the General
actually died. The aliens we are concerned with can't masquerade as
humans, but they have a machine which can take the mind out of a body
and put it into another one. They do that with new bodies they grow,
when their old ones wear out. They removed the General's mind and cast
it away, and put one of their own people in his body as a punishment
and as a spy. I killed that alien, and they aren't likely to try that
again. You thought we were aliens, when the opposite is true. We are
the only effective defense against them humanity has. We need to work
together." He said "How do you know all this?" I said "We are geniuses
who go to a special school for spies, run by the government. We know a
lot, and have some extra physical and mental gifts. We know more,
because when I fought mind to mind with the alien, I came away with
some of it's memories." He said "It?" I said "They gave up sex a long
time ago." Chad said "They don't know what they're missing!" Jan said
"Right! What a shame." Race said "At least they can't screw with us."
Pete groaned. Jan poked Race in the side, who came back with, "A little
lower." I said "Please! Not in front of my father." Race said "But it's
alright behind him?" I said "I give up!"
The Colonel said, "If I wasn't sure before, I am now. You really ARE
kids." I said "So we've been told, along with other, more colorful,
designations. But, we kids got you into this job on our recommendation,
and we don't like to waste our work. Our work is good, and that has
given us some powerful connections. We use them when we think we
should. There are orders to arrest you. Do you think we should allow
them to be executed? Or should we make the orders for your temp
assignment in this position, permanent, including the possibility of a
promotion? I think I know what you would like. Give us good reasons we
can use to do it." He said, "Yes I would like to have this job. I would
be a fool not to. But wouldn't you be a fool to trust me after this?" I
said "Not really. First, we don't have to. You couldn't have hurt us.
Second, you, and the Base Commander, have orders from the Secretary to
allow me to examine all your personnel, mind and body, for alien
influences and treason, just like I do for the Bureau and the Agency.
I've already examined you. You pass. I'm not asking for you to be loyal
to us, but to keep your loyalty to your superior officers, and to this
country and it's Constitution. So far, only the JA, the Base Commander,
and the Secretary know what you were about to do. We can tell them it
was just a misunderstanding. Can you tell us, as a Commissioned
Officer, and through your loyalty as it stands, that you are the right
man for this job, disregarding what happened today?"
He thought for a few seconds, and said, "I would have to say yes. I'm
the first one in this position who arrived here on merit, and not on
connections. I have an engineering degree. I know the job. Anybody else
would necessarily be less qualified." I said "Team?" Pete said "I
examined him too. I say keep him. But show him what we can do if he
steps out of line again." Jan and Race agreed. I said "Chad?" He said
"Me? You know. I would rip his balls off and shove them down his
throat, for trying to kill my friends. And then fry him to a crisp. But
that would be, well, a little too much for you to approve of. I vote to
keep him, but I'll be watching." I said "How about a demonstration,
Chad? Physical first." I used a 4th hand to pull the door shut. He got
the hint, and said, "You wait. I'm going to get the hang of that soon.
said "Sorry Jan, but you did it last time. My turn now." She said
"That's alright." I said "Jan, want to pick up the ashtray?" She did,
with a 4th hand. I closed my fist to her, and she crushed the glass to
dust. I ported to the door and back. I said to the Colonel, "What each
of us did, we can all do, and much more, at any distance. The aliens
can't, themselves, but they have machines which can do some of it,
which they operate by thought. They don't know about us, which gives us
a big advantage, wouldn't you say?"
The Colonel said, "That's amazing! I have to agree." Race said "At
least he didn't say Wow." We grinned. The Colonel said "But what do
they want with us?" Pete said "Research. Just what we do with our own
stone age primitive peoples. The worst group, the little skinny ones
with the big dark eyes, don't bother us much, except when we try to
play with their gadgets. Then they kill. The same, if they find out
there are humans like us who they think are a danger to them. Just like
our own arrogant selfish society would do in their place. They don't
want to take over our governments, any more than we would want to be
leaders of primitive tribes. They don't want our world. It isn't like
theirs. We are barbarians, experimental animals, to them, and they
don't care if they hurt us, but they don't like to bother to do much of
that, either, and because they don't want the public to know about
them, which would ruin their studies. They are technologically
advanced, compared to current normal human science, but are of the same
general intelligence, without much variance. I don't think they have
geniuses like us, and they don't have nearly as much psychic abilities
as we do."
The Colonel said, "Then there is hope?" I said "Definitely, and we
are learning more all the time. I just noticed something. That book
there. How is it?" He said "'Our Friend the Dog?' It's great! If you
like dogs, you should read it." I grinned and said, "I love dogs, and I
wrote it. With a pen name, naturally." Race said "When did you have the
time?" I said "When I was flat on my back, recovering from injuries I
received when I fought the Adept who was going to take over the world,
starting with America. He can't do anything now." The Colonel asked,
"I'm sorry for your injuries. What did you do to him?" I said "I would
rather not remember that. Would you like me to sign your book? It's the
leash I can do." The team groaned loudly at the pun, and mobbed me,
tickling me into crying uncle. The Colonel and father watched and
grinned.
Your friend,
Stephen
--
Grant
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