This story has been written purely for fun, and is not meant to be taken seriously. Seriously, it's not.
Merely a tale in which was written for the sole purpose to entertain…for those days when there is nothing to do except for some quizzical reason, click the link that has led you here.
Well, let's hope you don't regret that course of action.
The Star's Key
Location: Planet Tristialliax- GHQ Headquarters
The following has been translated from the Tristic language.
"Have you heard?" a whisper echoed throughout the halls.
"What? About tomorrow's impromptu invasion?"
"No" the voice hissed back "I hear they have found its location!"
"Truly? No doubts this time? They have been saying it for over 300 years! This time, though, is it truly right?"
"Of course! We have coordinates."
"Numbers! You can never trust numbers with this type of thing! You know how they love playing with them…"
"No, no! This time our program relays names…some place ah…Some place called Cali-Califorgna I believe."
"Oh! Those are exact calculations! Where is it?"
"Seemingly in the Milky Way Galaxy."
"Oh." A pause.
"Earthlings….and how does their galaxy have it? Their galaxy is barely a day old?"
"How would I know? This is all I overheard and I quite frank—sssh…"
"What? What is it?" the voice whispered urgently.
"Quiet. Talk to you later….the choosing of whom to send will start in a bit. And whatever you heard, you didn't hear it from me…"
"What? Heard what? Hey!" A light stomp of a foot, and the figure paused, cocking his head, and then ran off in the direction of the meeting.
Neither of the beings noticed the fragment light in the corner.
And why should they have?
-o-O-o-
"Settle Down! Settle Down, we know talk has circulated on why this meeting was called…."
"You have found it!" A voice in the audience called out in excitement.
"Yes, yes, we believe the key has been found."
"Where?" Another voice called out, the excitement level just the same in his voice as the other.
The Tistani (Head of the GHQ) grumbled incoherently and dug into his pocket for his presentation. Aha here it was!
He pulled it out.
"For centuries, nay eons, our kind has researched for this legendary key, this key that will allow us to control the stars, and thus secure the vitality of our planet forever! As you all know, we have been at war, hoping to find a planet to label as our own. This key will prevent us from having to be at war any longer! Your children shall be safe from harm…" this was directed at the Eyes, whom were recording everything and broadcasting at the same exact time. Live TV, in other words.
The Tistani then held up a little device he had dug for in his cloak.
"Here! Is the information we have been waiting for! Here is the key to solve the problem of our star dying!" The Tistani pushed a button, and automatically the lights to the meeting room shut off, and the hall was illuminated with the light from the device.
"The scientists of GHQ have managed to get through the webs of the Nirvanis. A feat in itself, and have located that the key is to be found in a nebul…" throughout his words the device was playing a video, seemingly leading up to the red nebula, but just as the Tistani was about to mention, the video gave a small glitch, and then quickly lurched forward. The image sped up, the Tistani counted; a thousand five hundred and thirty-three light years and paused on the rotating planet of Earth.
"On Earth?" the Tistani questioned out loud in puzzlement. The audience then began to speak in quizzical murmurs, Earth was known about, laughed at, and above all, ignored.
Why would be the key be on Earth?
Rather, how could the key be on Earth?
Now back on this planet…
Location: Bay City 1977
"Well, thanks for the…er what exactly is this again, Starsk?"
"It's the neatest thing, it's a…a…blinking…thing."
"Ah, that's right." Starsky then took it from his hands and laughed lightly as it lit up.
"So I can find you next time you decide to get stuck under your car." The colors started to blend into each other, and Hutch leaned over carefully over to Starsky, wincing as he gently stole it back.
Suddenly Starsky's eyes softened and he stared at Hutch with an unreadable expression. Hutch had his tongue slightly out of the corner of his mouth, trying to get the lights to change colors again; currently it was stuck on green. He looked up, about to hand it to Starsky, when he noticed his friend's expression.
"Starsk? You ok?" Starsky didn't respond, so Hutch leaned over once again, and jabbed him with his new toy. "Starsky!"
Starsky blinked, shook his head, and grinned sheepishly.
"Sorry, zoned out for a bit….I just had the weirdest feeling…"
"Yea?" Hutch waited patiently for his buddy to answer, though as he listened he couldn't help shaking his blinking toy. Why didn't it work?
"Yea." Starsky grinned at his friend's attempt and once again pulled the object from his friend's hands. He gently tapped the end, and got the colors starting up once more. Proudly, he handed the toy back to Hutch who snuggled into his blankets in a pouting gesture. Though quite happy his toy was now working.
Starsky patted Hutch on his good leg, and stood up with a stretch.
"Better get rested pal. Big day tomorrow."
"Ah. Yes. Home. Such a sweet word." Hutch raised his head with a beaming grin, and watched as his friend strode to the door.
"Oh Starsk!"
"Yea?" Starsky swung back around to face his friend.
"Thanks for the…ah...blinking thing." Starsky grinned, snapping his fingers.
"Knew you'd like it."
Hutch kept on smiling as he watched the guy he called his best friend walk out of the room. What more could you ask for in a best friend?
Nothing. Starsky was all that and more.
To be continued…