Legs were kicking, children splashing and singing, and the grandmas were doing slow, casual lengths of the swimming pool when the spaceship smashed through the leisure centre roof. One small graze was caused by falling debris, but the spaceship showed no damage at all from its destructive entry.
Swimmers began to splash, struggle and wade to escape as six dodecahedron-based beings exited their similarly geometried craft. The leader of the aliens, subcaptain Sixbox, emitted a yellow puff of satisfaction at the panic. Bilateral beings were disgusting. What were they doing here anyway? Their planet was two thirds covered in solvent, it wasn’t as if you could locomote through that. So what was the point of gathering so much non-solvent liquid in one place?
He signalled his team to grab the nearest biped. There was no point in issuing orders to these ugly creatures, they wouldn’t understand his language. This was purely a smash and grab, shock and awe exercise. When they had studied the local culture his people could begin to transmit surrender demands.
The team rolled towards a small biped, splashing through a small pool of the liquid. Immediately they began to scream and claw at themselves, puffing purple panic into the atmosphere. Sixbox couldn’t believe his eyepods, the liquid was solvent! They were swimming in solvent!
His team’s crystalline skin was rapidly dissolving, he could do nothing for them. Instead he raced back to his vessel, only to find the entryway closing. The captain had chosen not to risk solvent entering his ship. There were other, drier planets they could conquer.
As the ship left and his team convulsed the bipeds began to gather round, many still dripping with solvent. They pointed and hooted to each other. Sixbox puffed purple.
My second attempt at a HFY style story. I’m much more pleased with this one. The first (a 75 word story) is here if you are interested.
My current plan is to try and close out the month with a 300 word story every weekday, see how it is to maintain that rate and reassess in September.
After that I want to try for larger regular short stories, but it depends how long it takes me to write them.