The Transformers Rangers, working in a state park, found them on tree branches, lying on Spanish moss, and walking on rock formations. They were moving creatures, miniature in size, and fully clothed in colorful tunics. They wore a belt with several blinking colored lights around their waists. One of the rangers grabbed a creature which was hanging from some Spanish moss. He was surprised to feel the weight of the 4-inch tall creature. It felt like he had picked up a 50-pound bag of sand. He noticed that some of them were smaller but each one was humanoid in gender. They were unbelievably tiny aliens with features mimicking the human race. As they stared in disbelief, another thirty of them appeared from their place of rest. As the rangers continued to stare at them the aliens were silent. The rangers' minds were screeching with sounds from the tiny aliens' thoughts. Telepathically the sounds were pounding on their ear drums.Both of the workers were visibly shaken as they dropped the creature taken from the Spanish moss. The 4-inch man bounced off the ground and jumped up to a branch about 25 feet high. Each ranger started to back away and out of this sector of the park. As they moved backward, one on the workers brushed a few of the tiny aliens into his lunch container. He tried to pick it up only to find he had to abandon the idea as the weight was excessive. Both of the workers were almost hysterical and stumbled as they ran to their truck. They tried to convince their supervisor of what they found. He replied, "4 inch people? Ridiculous!" Never-the-less, their boss reluctantly called his entire staff to a meeting and developed a plan of capture. Also, he warned the two should this be a prank they would regret the day they were born. Armed with nets, traps, tranquilizer guns, and cages, the boss and two workers thought it would be easy to capture the entire lot of aliens. That was their first mistake and they would soon know why. As they approached the aliens, they were astonished to see them because one thing was different this time. The blinking colored lights as previously seen were brightly lit, but not blinking. The colors were red, blue, and green. Mental pictures and thoughts started to enter the rangers' minds. Also, all nations on earth simultaneously heard the aliens as they started to communicate telepathically (in all languages.) "We are a task force monitoring the Universe; this message will not be repeated" 
Decadent societies are recognizable through the most simple behavior patterns, as demonstrated by your people wanting to dump us in a bag, thereby capturing something that would, in their childish mentality, give them fame and fortune. The universal respect that should have been demonstrated was to observe, communicate, and develop an understanding for intelligent life forms, regardless of shape and substance. On our clothing belt we have three lights; GREEN is for federation approval, RED is planet atomization, and BLUE is used to suit the circumstances encountered from galaxy to galaxy. Observe, by touching the blue button I can transform myself up to 20 feet tall and back down to 4 inches. If we touch green your planet will be accepted into the federation of civilized planets. If we touch the red, your planet will be disassembled and pulverized into atoms. Instead of progressing as a humanitarian civilization we find your planet in a state of regression. Out of the millions of planets with intelligent life, yours has been found to be without respect to the galaxy. We are now ready to leave.
As their tiny spaceship sped away, all of the people on earth heard this message:"As we leave your world we have no other alternative than to select the RED button."
© Don & Norma Duclon 2002-2006
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