“A little later, perhaps.” Severus went up the stairs and joined his family at the dinner table, but didn’t eat, himself. Damon dug into his steak and mashed potatoes. Joan made herself a plate and sat down next to her husband.
“I stopped by to see Myra last night,” Severus said.
Joan rolled her eyes. She was no big fan of Myra the Kidnapper’s. “So, what did that old witch have to say?”
Severus raised an eyebrow in amusement. “She expressed concern that you’re starting to hang out with your old vampire hunters again.”
“Chew your food, sweetheart,” she said to her son, who was wolfing down huge bites. He frowned at her, but did as she asked. “Did you tell her that the group no longer has any interest in vampires? We do other stuff now.”
Severus nodded. “I seem to recall you mentioning that a few nights ago. What is it your group investigates nowadays?”
“UFO’s.” Joan confiscated Damon’s knife and fork and began cutting the rest of his steak into much smaller pieces.
“Oh, Mom! Stop, I can do it!”
“And what are UFO’s?” Severus asked. He was apparently having a lot of fun with this. Why didn’t anyone take her hobbies seriously?
“Unidentified Flying Objects. You know, checking out tips on aliens that might have visited Earth. I can’t see Myra being very interested in that.” “No, she wouldn’t be.”
“Good, because we’re having our first meeting tonight. I hope you don’t mind if we use the basement.”
Severus shook his head. “No, not at all.”
“Can I go too?” Damon asked.
Joan petted the top of his head. “Of course you can, honey.”
The doorbell rang and Joan got up to answer it. Kip stood panting outside with Mac a little behind him. “Are we late for the meeting?” Mac asked.
Damon came running from the kitchen. “Uncle Mac! Uncle Kip!” He ran at them and hugged them both. Severus came around the corner with his arms folded. Kip and Mac weren’t sure what to do so they both bowed at Severus like they were visiting royalty.
“May we come in, sir?” Kip asked.
Severus stepped aside and gestured for them to come in. “Far be it from me to stand in the way of discovery.”
“Where’s Lucky and Lucy? They’re the only alien witnesses we have so far,” Joan asked, leading everyone down to the basement.
“They’re running late. They said they’ll be here in twenty minutes,” Mac said. He was giving Damon a piggy-back ride down the stairs.
Joan paused, mentally counting the members of her UFO team. “Wait a minute, where’s Bill?”
Kip was breathing hard even though all he’d done was go down some stairs. He smelled a little like French Fries. “He had to watch the kids.”
Joan chuckled. “Of course he did.”
They all sat down at a round table and took out their notebooks. Joan went to the blackboard. “Okay, gentlemen. Welcome to the first meeting of UFO Hunters. Our mission is to get famous for being the first to get documented evidence of alien space ships visiting Earth.” She let out a big sigh and smiled at her son. He was watching her with a mixture of joy and awe. “Any new leads?”
The End
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Michelle Marquis is the pen name for author Michelle O’Neill. Michelle has authored many erotic adventures for the internet over the years. For more about Michelle and a complete list of her books, please visit her Web site at www.michelle-oneill.com.
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