Monday, July 30, 2007

Chapter 12: Brant's Visit






Oh yes, did I have unfinished business.






Genesis had stated that the alien I'd caught her with had parents and a family. I planned on giving whatever called themselves his parents a piece of my mind.






After ringing the bell furiously for several minutes, another green skinned, bug eyed freak came to the door to greet me. I was not surprised to see him wearing a stained lab coat. When I knocked he had probably been burrowed away in some lab, working on his part in destroying all humans.






He introduced himself as "Dr. Severn" when he greeted me. Obviously he must be filling the role of 'father' in the family.






I could see where the freak I caught with my daughter got his "good looks". Damn aliens all look alike.






When I explained I was Genesis' father, he seemed to realize something was amiss and asked if I would step into their den to speak, so as not to disturb the rest of his family.






And their den looked little different from a den you might find in the home of any ordinary human family. From the stacks of homework scattered around, I gathered that they had more than one spawn running about.






'Dr. Severn' said that his son had mentioned Genesis many times, and that she had even stopped over once or twice as a child. He told me he found her a brilliant little girl and that I must be a very proud father.

Obviously they have been plotting to corrupt (or mind meld or whatever it is they do) Genesis for quite some time.






He wasn't quite so relaxed and friendly with me once I started telling him about just what I'd caught his 'son' doing.






I explained to him exactly what had been going on when I returned home. I not sure what sort of concept of 'good behaviour' and 'bad behaviour' they have on whatever planet or asteroid they're from, but what the little freak was up to in my home was definitely bad behaviour.

I tried to phrase it a bit more tactfully than that though.






At first the good doctor tried to dismiss it with a 'kids will be kids' explanation. Until I pointed out that this is not the sort of thing Genesis does on her own.






Finally he dismissed the whole topic, saying that he would talk to his son about it and that the discussion was over. Not the sort final answer I wanted, but I would have to be happy with it.

Then I asked him to keep his alien spawn away from my darling daughter.






The... the... alien then had the gall to question my parenting skills!






He stated that if I'd been a better parent I wouldn't have left my daughter home alone to lure his son into wildly inappropriate behaviour, as his son would never initiate something like that on his own.






No one waves a finger at me, doubts my parenting skills, or claims my Genesis is anything less than the angel she is. And I let the alien freak know it.






I warned him that his son had best stay away from my daughter...






Or else.

Dismiss my concerns with a wave of his hand, will he?






The alien asked if I needed assistance with finding the door. I assured him, I could find my way out. Damned if I accept any sort of 'assistance' from him; I'd probably never see daylight again.






I wish I could us away from here; where there's one alien there's always more. They multiply faster than rabbits. Genesis would hate me for life, though, if we moved. She has her heart set on living in the same place all through high school. Hmm... I'll have to speak with the headmaster. Maybe there is a different school she can transfer to, to get away from these things.



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9 Comments:

Blogger Arkali said...

Yipes!!! Okay, Brant's got issues.

July 31, 2007 at 10:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh man, Brant sure does have a warped view of the world. I love little alien antennae you found for them! I enjoyed seeing a bit of Brant's prospective!

July 31, 2007 at 11:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow, that guy is sad. All aliens look the same, hmmmm? Sounds like intolerance in a major way. Poor Genesis. Poor Spencer. Her dad is really throwing a wrench in their happily ever after. *sigh*

July 31, 2007 at 12:05 PM  
Blogger Lisa said...

Brant is really being a jerk. I was kinda hoping that Spencer's mother would answer the door, but now I'm glad that she didn't have to witness such blatant bigotry.

Did anyone else notice how close to "Seavey" their family name is?

July 31, 2007 at 1:44 PM  
Blogger Kethwyn said...

*whistles innocently while fixing a tin foil hat for Brant*

July 31, 2007 at 6:39 PM  
Blogger CeeCee said...

Oh sure! We finally see the face of one of Spencer's parents and it's through Brant's distorted viewpoint. *arrrrrrggggh*

Oh yeah, Brant has some serious issues. Poor Genesis.

July 31, 2007 at 7:33 PM  
Blogger Laura said...

I love how Brant sees the aliens, great antennas! The confrontation between the two dad's was perfect, both assuming that their child would certainly not be at fault.

August 2, 2007 at 4:02 PM  
Blogger MysticSpirit said...

The man needs to see a psychiatrist. Or a brain specialist. Or SOMETHING! Sheesh. Those poor kids. If Brant doesn't get over his prejudice, he may lose his daughter.

August 6, 2007 at 11:27 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lol Seavey...Severn...Orrin Seavey? Spencer Severn. Hmmmm. Away With me now, I must ponder this mystery about Spencer's parents True identity. Great blog, by the way :D.

December 24, 2007 at 1:35 AM  

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