PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox
Zing and Zang had spent a great deal of time of Zerkon, being debriefed on their experiences on Earth. Now, they had returned to study what Earthlings called Christmas.
They were confused.
“What terrible crime did these poor things commit?” said Zing.
“What an awful tradition! I thought their Christmas was a time of joy and love. Not for these poor creatures!”
Hearing footsteps, they blinked to invisibility.
A kind-looking woman squeezed each toy, decided they were dry, and took them down. “Tommy will be happy to have you back,” she said.
Zing and Zang felt a little sheepish.