Roger just couldn't believe what he was seeing. A pink airship just happened to land about three feet away from him, and it seemed to have come from another dimension. Almost immediately after, what looked like a round pink capsule flew out and made its descent right in front of him, just barely missing the cowlick sticking out from his wig. The gray alien had fully expected other aliens to be inside, but three human beings and a pink robot with a doll's face emerged from the capsule instead.
The first human was a full-grown woman who only stood about four feet tall, about the size of a small child... or at least she would if not for her bright orange hair which was done up in a sort of bizarre curly beehive fashion. She had on a pink blouse, a black skinny skirt, red high heels, and blue-tinted shades.
The second human was a man who stood over a foot taller than the first. He has stringy jet black hair and a pencil-thin mustache. The gray alien couldn't help but notice that the man also had remarkably pretty eyelashes; as a matter of fact, they looked kinda fabulous on him. He wore a tan prison guard uniform that seemed to have a bit of tight fit on him with long khaki pants that flowed at the bottom and some nice black shoes.
The third human was the most beautiful of them all. She was a tall and curvy woman with wavy black hair that reached down to her waist and the most beautiful hazel eyes that he'd ever seen. Her red lips appeared to be full of collagen and her large breasts were even perkier than the ones on the other woman. Her outfit consisted of a billowing white bohemian dress with rustic edges around the sleeves and bottom, artisan sandals on her feet, and a tie-dye bandana around her head. She had pink-tinted shades that were a bit oversized for her, but nevertheless seemed to frame her round face rather well. Everything about her was just exhilarating.
As for the robot, it was nothing special. It just had a really creepy doll's face and barely hovered off the ground like a vertical hoverboard.
"Why, hello…" Roger cooed seductively. "What brings you all here?"
"We just need to get some fuel for our ship," the black-haired woman answered. "I'm the Mistress, the woman next to me is Sharice, the man next to me is Bruce, and that pink robot you see is NOVA."
"I see…" Roger paused a bit and mulled over what to name himself. "Well, my name is Bryan Snyder and I'm a corporate executive at Macron Universal Inc." He just gave her a little simper after that.
"Very nice to meet you, Mr. Snyder." Mistress giggled a bit. "What are you doing out here in the woods?"
"Oh, I was just mulling over what the meaning of life could be and stuff. You know how deep of a thinker I can be, don't you?"
"No, not really. How deep can you be?"
"As deep as the Marianas Trench."
"Wow… that's deep. I want to ask you something."
"Yes?"
"Do you… do you want to come sit with me and harmonize with the animals sometime?"
Roger didn't know what to say. Was this woman some sort of hippie or granola girl or something? She seemed passionate enough about wanting to be at peace with nature itself since otherwise, why would she even bring it up? However, he still wasn't sure about this. He'd never been a nature guy himself so he wasn't confident about this whole "sitting and harmonizing with the animals" thing.
Eventually, he said, "Uh, yeah, sure."
"Great!" She gave him a little smile. "See you then."
As soon as she and the rest of her gang left the gray-skinned alien alone, Roger decided to turn around and head right on back home to Langley Falls and back to where the Smith family had sheltered him for many years.