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Ken to the Rescue
"Look, I don't know if this is a game to you but pretending to be a cop is against the law." Stated Ken. Ten minutes had passed. Ten minutes and he was still being held up. Held up by someone impersonating a cop. "Also you will just give the good caps a bad name and make those idiots think all the more that there is no good cops."
"It's just a hobby!" replied the woman.
"Get a new one!" yelled Ken. "This isn't funny. This is sick!"
"Whatever, I'm bored. I'll go stop someone else." And with that the woman left the scene.
The moment she left, Ken's phone started ringing. The only logical thing to do was answer it. So, he did.
"Hello?"
"Ken…" It was Heidi. "I'm not sure if this is a bad time or anything but we have some softball sized wasps trying to carry us off."
"Softball sized wasps?" Ken then realized what they were. "Oh, aliens from Mars."
"I think the word you're looking for is Martian."
"Thank you, dear. How many of them are there?"
"Three and they keep switching from trying to lift me off the ground to lifting Debbie off the ground." Heidi chuckled. "I have to admit, since Debbie is shorter they're having and easier time lifting her off the ground than someone taller like me."
"Also, they probably aren't going to get that far if they keep switching between you and her." Ken laughed. "Where are you? Uh, huh? Yeah, I'll be there soon and try to stay still. These things are like our wasps where they sting you if you move." Within five minutes, Ken had reached a clearing where sure enough Heidi and Debbie were standing while three softball sized wasps tried to carry them off. Heidi and Debbie were both standing still. This was the most epic failure of an alien abduction in existence. "So what is this? Take five of trying to carry you off, Heidi?"
"Take thirty-five." Heidi couldn't believe they hadn't given up yet.
"How are you doing, Debbie?"
"This is too weird to run away from." Replied Debbie. Heidi was in agreement, as was Ken.
"Okay, hold on I'll get them off your back." And with that Ken shooed away the softball-sized wasps in a way that is too vague to describe.