The Story of the Alien's Necklace. (Part 1)

The snow came after Christmas, coating the ground in a shimmering blanket. I bundled Alien up in a sweatshirt and dragged him outside. He won't tell you this, but he doesn't like the cold. Alien's body regulates his temperature, so it's not the wind-chill factor that makes him hate this time of year. The cold reminds Alien of his home planet, Hicbar, and of his mission to find a bride. Though Alien dates like a tomcat, he hasn't found the right girl. Today I saw him holding a necklace, one of many treasures he plans to give to his bride. He dropped it in the snow, the weight making it sink until only the chain remained.

"I'm beginning to give up hope," Alien said, lying down, letting the snow cover his small, green body.

Using my teeth, I grabbed the chain and the end of Alien's sweatshirt and shook them free of snow. "Valentine's Day is just around the corner," I said, letting him go. "Let's throw a blog party! "

"A blog party?" Alien perked up. "How does it work?"

I teased him by swatting him with my tail. "Leave all the arrangements to me."