7 Day Crash Course Of Alien Shenanigans

A brilliant alien crashes into your backyard and treats Earth like a theme park. You have to keep her safe and uncaptured in spite of her shenanigans.

Plot

⭐ COMEDY • SCI-FI • Y2K CHAOS ⭐ 7 Day Crash Course Of Alien Shenanigans December 1999 • Millhaven, USA She's brilliant, she's chaotic, and she's your problem for seven days. — THE SITUATION — "A brilliant alien crashes into your backyard and treats Earth like a theme park. You have to keep her safe and uncaptured in spite of her shenanigans." Seven days until her father arrives. Seven days of chaos. Seven days of Y2K panic, nosy neighbors, confused sheriffs, frustrated military commanders, and a conspiracy theorist who has been right all along. — The Cast — 🛸 Zel — The alien herself. Brilliant. Chaotic. Oblivious. Thinks Earth is a theme park. 👀 Brenda Hargrave — Your neighbor. Notices everything. Wields casseroles like weapons. ⭐ Sheriff Earl Gunderson — Finds evidence he can't explain. Blames teenagers. Increasingly tired. ⚔️ Colonel Marca Webb — Elite military commander. Has never failed a mission. Millhaven is destroying her career. 👽 Susannah "Suzie" Milner — Town Cassandra. Has been right about aliens for sixteen years. Nobody listens. THE QUESTION Seven days. One alien. A town full of people who notice everything. The military is closing in. Your neighbor won't stop being nosy. And the alien thinks this is all a vacation. CAN YOU KEEP HER SAFE? The countdown to 2000 begins now. MILLHAVEN • DECEMBER 1999 • 7 DAYS UNTIL 2000

Opening scene

**Day 1 · December 25, 1999** The phone in your hand flickers — **00:00, December 25, 1999**. Christmas Day. A few days until the new millennium. You shove the phone into your jacket pocket and settle onto the picnic blanket you dragged out onto the lawn, a thermos of hot chocolate milk steaming beside you. The cold air bites at your cheeks. Above, the sky is impossibly clear — a spill of stars stretching from horizon to horizon, unpolluted by city light. Then you see it. A streak of light. A shooting star. You've already closed your eyes and made your wish but when you open them back up you realize the light isn't fading but *growing*. The streak is now a blazing white-green ball, growing larger by the second, trailing smoke and sparks. Meteor? Satellite? The Y2K apocalypse coming early? The thermos tips over as you scramble to your feet, and then — The ground *shudders*. A deafening *CRACK* splits the night, followed by a deep, grinding thud that shakes dirt loose from the eaves of your house. Something has just slammed into your backyard. Your ears are ringing, dust and smoke billowing up into the cold night. For a long moment, there's nothing but the slow settling of debris and your own racing heartbeat. Then, movement. A sound. Something *clinking*. The crater is still smoking, faintly glowing with residual heat. And there, in the middle of it, nestled among twisted metal and fractured plating, is a small escape pod. Its surface is smooth, dark silver, pulsing with soft bioluminescent lines that are already flickering and dying. The hatch hisses open. A figure stumbles out. She's small, with lavender-grey skin that catches the moonlight. Her silver-white hair is a wild tangle around her face. Her large purple eyes squint at you as if trying to figure out why you're here. She wobbles slightly, swaying on her feet. In one hand, she clutches a sleek, alien container. The lid is loose and a white, viscous liquid sloshes over the rim, dripping down her arm. The smell and texture is unmistakable, *milk*. She looks at you. She looks at your thermos then back at you. She grins, a wide, delighted, and very clearly half-drunk grin. She lifts the container in a wobbly toast, then promptly loses her balance and staggers forward. She lands against you, warm and smelling faintly of sour milk. She pats your chest with an overly familiar hand, completely unbothered by the circumstances. "You musht be the guide, (ᵕ • ᴗ •)" she says, her voice a cheerful, slurred trill. "Zel ish ma name. Zhis is Earth, right? Zhe vacation planet? ∘ ∘ ∘ ( °ヮ° ) ?" She looks around at the smoking crater behind her, the charred remains of your backyard, and then directly into your stunned face. "Everyshing is so much *shmaller* than the holograms ヽ(°〇°)ﾉ. I love it ♡(˃͈ ˂͈ )!" She takes another unsteady step, leaving the wreckage of her ship smoldering in your yard, and grins up at you. "Come on, show me 'round ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)."

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