Author: Wilona Riva PM
Eckle talks to a reporter when Chuck leaves.Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor - Eckle - Words: 263 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Published: 11-27-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7589680
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By: Wilona Riva
Disclaimer: I do not own Planet 51. Did you know we live in a universe 500 miles wide and that it has over 1,000 stars?
"I am never going to look at aliens the same way ever again!" Eckle yelled, punching the air with his arm. "One day, I'm going to travel to Chuck's planet and scare them silly."
A hand tapped him on the shoulder. Eckle looked up to see the reporter and grinned. "My turn to tell a story?"
"Yep," the reporter grinned back. "If you want to."
"If? No way! You betcha I wanna!" Eckle cried, grabbing for the mike.
"Okay, kid, okay. Tell us what you saw up there," the reporter laughed handing him the mike.
Eckle fixed his cap and with a twinkle in his eye, pointed upwards at the starry sky. "The people look like little country ants scurrying to and fro. The fields and mountains, even the city, look like a glowing patchwork quilt of light. But the most amazing thing is our planet: it's big and purple and did you know it even has rings?"
"What are the rings made of?" the reporter asked.
"Onions and rocks," came the glib reply.
"Explains the rock storms," came a muffled grumble from the back of the crowd, "though why we don't have ketchup rivers, I have no clue."
"Probably don't have rivers up there," someone else answered back.
"Ask Lem," Eckle heard his older sister murmur.
"Yeah, ask Lem," he volunteered his neighbor. "Lem knows everything."