The Intergalactic Rebel Troop Leader
Page 2The pilot of the Intergalactic Rebel Troop was very satisfied when he spotted the person he was looking for on the special radar detectors he himself had modified for the ship.
It was an unidentified planet and Mr. Peresterdono was flying into the atmosphere in order to land.
Mr. Peresterdono had first forgotten to turn on the cooling system but realized it when the metal started to melt of the burning friction.
The planet’s surface seemed to be solid, good gravity and atmosphere he could breathe. The Pilot and his little spaceship hit the ground and Mr. Peresterdono activated the brakes in order to stop the ship from sliding.
The structure of the ground was not so good to land on and even though the breaks on the ship were still on, the friction of the black ground was too low to prevent the ship from sliding.
Finally the ship stopped and some pieces of the ground went in the air and landed on a group of standing big beings.
Then the beings said: “Mooooh!” in a kind of threatening way. His advanced computer system could not identify nor translate this language, which was very strange.
Mr. Peresterdono went out fast with his laser gun of the latest model and made sure these big standing beings did not attack him. They were looking strange at him and were all chewing. This made him a bit afraid - they were like killing machines, systematically chewing up everybody and everything.
He was running towards the little wooden house and then suddenly he slipped on some yellow slimy material on the ground. He took some up with his hand and decided to not taste it.
He went further, opened the wooden house with an instant, lost his control and manners after what revealed for him and screamed:
“Intergalactic Rebel Troop Leader, what in the name of the galaxy are you doing on this shitty, stinky, stupid, garbage planet! I Have been searching for you for 2,3 eons across 16 sectors and 45 systems and then I find you here on a solar system so unimportant that it is not even on the map! I need to know what you have been doing since we separated, sir?”
John was offended. No city-person has the right to speak to him in such a way.
He stood up and said “Your kind of people have no right to raise your voice at me. I am working hard and I am doing my share which cannot be said about you!”
Mr. Peresterdono felt a moment of fair and replied “Ok, Sir. That is probably true. Sorry that I raised my voice on you. Where did you buy this ugly body?” Mr. Peresterdono was staring at it. He would never buy such a spy cover. It was too degrading.
John did not really understand the question but as these city-people really don’t know anything he answered: “I got it for free from my mother.”
“You mean that … Oooh disgusting!” said the pilot in disgrace.
John went out immediately to see what the noise with the cows was all about.
Then he saw it, the city-persons vehicle had destroyed a big part of his grounds and thrown mud up in the air, which had landed on the cows.
“YOU HAVE UPSET THE COWS!”
“Sir, which cows?” asked Mr. Peresterdono.
“These ones” said John and pointed at them.
“Don’t worry I can take eliminate them with my laser gun, should I do it now Sir?”
“You don’t touch my cows! You city-people know nothing, only take care of papers.”
“Ok sir, I will not take them down.”
“I need to know what you have been doing since we separated” asked Mr. Peresterdono in an attempt to solve his mystery.
“I am living a hard working life. I am milking my cows, taking care of my grounds and animals, cutting the woods for fire and make my food.”
“But sir, Milky Way is at stake. Is this per the mission orders?” asked Mr. Peresterdono wondering which part of the operation it was or if it was maybe his own misunderstanding as usual.
“Mission orders?” asked John.
“You don’t remember sir, this paper …”
“I don’t care about any paper! There is no problem on the way to get milk and the stake we eat on Sundays. We don’t need any papers. I decide what we will do!” said John in an angry manner.
“Ok sir.” Said the pilot thinking that it was best the leader decides. It will only be mistakes if he would start to decide. He remembered…