Tokyo Alien-
Rhode Island, Oklahoma, California, were in the middle of Tokyo and it was a very misty day, and they could barely see the street in front of them. "What are we like doing here," said California feeling rather awkward in nothing but her two piece bathing suit coupled with a matching pair of flip-flops and dark heart shaped sunglasses. "I don't know I thought I was going to get to turn people into sand burrs, I was mistaken," Oklahoma said puffing his cheeks out in a pout. "I just wanted to be noticed," whispered Rhode Island, but nobody heard him over the calamity of noises emanating from the bustling city around them.
Suddenly California was gone, having disappeared into the mist, and into the crowd. "Like yes!" Shouted California from somewhere nearby. They followed her voice and found her staring longingly into a display glass window at a chic lilac dress being worn by a mannequin also donning a floppy large brimmed hat with a lilac flower tucked into the pale purple ribbon tied around it. "I'm going to totally buy it," she exclaimed and dashed into the store her flip-flops slapping against the wet sidewalk.
Inside the store California was devastated. "Like why won't you take my money," California cried trying to shove the money into the clerk's hands. They gave the money back immediately. "Do you take pesos?" she asked and dug out some Mexican currency from her purse. They refused her other currency, and told her something in slightly annoyed Japanese. "Don't you like speak English, or Spanish? Like heck do you even speak French I bet I could even handle that!" The shop keeper took the dress off the counter and returned it to the rack and ushered California out of the store. The bell ringing behind made her fell even sadder about her incomplete purchase.
"Serves you right," Oklahoma said. "We're lost in Tokyo! We don't have time to shop!"
"But it was pretty," California whines.
They continued to argue, and Rhode Island rolled his eyes. Then, something caught his attention across the street. Even through the fog, he could clearly see a bright light... And it was coming closer. "Um, guys?" Rhode Island said, trying to get the others to look. They ignored him. The light drew nearer. Then, it became clear that the light belonged to a person, covered head to toe in reflectors, screaming at them in Japanese. This, California and Oklahoma noticed. They screamed, and bolted without stopping to ask questions. They were followed by a panicking Rhode Island.
The people on the streets were panicking too, not just because of the walking disco ball, but also because of the rapidly moving, floating chicken, which in reality sat atop Rhode Island's head. Oklahoma pulled a stick out of his pocket and then turned around to face the reflector covered thing. "Hey I do get to turn stuff into sand burrs today," he shouted happily, somehow managing to run backwards. A bright white beam of light shot out of the tip of the stick and hit the reflector covered being. It bounced off the slick, shiny surface. "Aww, Heck! Get down!" Exclaimed Oklahoma, he fell to the ground and covered his head with his hands. Without hesitation the other states complied. The beam of energy bounced into a building and it was instantaneously transformed into a skyscraper tall sand burr. "Like Oklahoma," California said staring at the red haired child, "That was totally useless," she growled jumping to he feet. Oklahoma picked himself up and turned around only to see that the reflector thing was literally nose to nose with him. "I hate you New Mexico!" He screamed while fleeing as if his life depended on it.
"How does New Mexico have like anything to like do with this," California asked raising one eyebrow, her ponytail whipping behind her as she ran. "He made me watch scary alien movies last night," cried Oklahoma in frantic rush. Rhode Island gave Oklahoma an even weirder look, "That's nothing try living without my brothers," he muttered. "Less like talking more like running!" Exclaimed California impatiently, and she quickened her pace. "I am running!" Countered Rhode Island.
California rolled her eyes, though they were not visible hidden behind her dark tinted lenses, and intentionally passed up Rhode Island.
"Guys," Oklahoma said slowing down. California and Rhode Island ignored him. "Guys?" he repeated. They still didn't listen. "It's a dead end," shouted Oklahoma gesturing at the impenetrable brick wall marking the end of the alleyway, and the end of their only escape route. "Crap," exclaimed Rhode Island of exclaimed and instinctively backed up as the reflector covered person, thing drew closer. His shoulders bumped into the two conjoined walls that formed a dark, shadowed by an overhanging roof, corner. He slumped down in the corner and covered his head with his hand, and squeezed his eyes tightly shut blocking out the scene unfolding before him. The thing walked closer until it was mere inches away away from the trio of scared states. California reached for the pistol she kept in her pocket book and Oklahoma was hiding behind her, his knees shaking. He had left his bow and arrows at home and his weak magic was useless, he was utterly defenseless, and all he could do was hide. California's finger hovered over the trigger and her gaze was that of cold steel, even from behind her sunglasses.
The being stepped closer and closer until it reached out one terrifying reflector covered hand. And took off its helmet and revealed a pale grey face with no visible mouth, it's head too large for its small body, and too big almond shaped red eyes. "Tony!" California cried out in relief and threw her gun back in her purse. 'America told me to give you guys a ride home,' he said telepathically, doing his very best to remain from using profanity as America had asked. "Like totally thanks," California said bending down to give the short extraterrestrial being a quick hug. "What's with the outfit though," Oklahoma asked stepping out from behind California and flicking one of the reflectors on the helmet Tony had tucked under his arm. 'It's my home world's traditional smuggling garment,' explained Tony. "Smuggling," asked California in confusion. Tony only nodded and led them back to his spacecraft where they all climbed aboard and prepared for their journey home.
Inside the spacecraft California sat in the copilot seat, while Oklahoma having no where else to sit, sat down on one of the crates piled up near the back of the craft that had rainbow stickers stuck on them with some sort of incomprehensible writing slathered across it, and the universally understood symbol of a yellow smiley face. "What are these exactly," asked Oklahoma scooting over on the crate to get a better look at the label. It was even more confusing than some of the spells in his books he had come across from time to time. Tony didn't turn around, keeping his solid red eyes on the screen ahead of him, taking his time to think. 'I'm smuggling happiness,' Tony responded after a long period of utter silence. Oklahoma's eyes widened and he sat silently from that point on, until a hazy though bubbled to the surface of his mind. "I have a feeling that we forget something," he said quietly staring down at his boots that didn't quite touch the chrome floor. "Probably nothing like too important," said California easing the child's mind.
~Meanwhile in Tokyo~
Rhode Island untucked his legs from his body and looked around the dark foggy alley a sense of dread growing ever stronger in the pit of his stomach. "They forgot me," he said fading into what was practically transparentness. He pulled out out his phone and began texting his brother not caring if either of them had the coverage for it. He groaned as he slid his phone into his back pocket and stood up, it was going to be a long week.