Rated G
Ending to Story Starter #7
The swishing sound was heard again, and to Micky's utter amazement the two chairs began to glow! The chairs changed from wood to silver and formed into short, sliver, humanoid shapes! They had small eyes and mouths. Micky's own mouth dropped open as the beings walked over to him, one of them holding a silver bag.
"Hello, earthling." One of them said, "Do not be afraid of us."
"Must be the pain medication." Micky muttered shaking his head, "The chair is talking to me."
"No, earthling." The other being said, "My name is Zam and this is Zor. We are from the planet Schwartz."
"What do you want with me?" Micky asked.
"We came here to apologize for harming you this evening." Zor said. "It is our fault you are injured."
"Your fault?' Micky asked, puzzled. "I ran into a tree."
"No, we jumped out in front of you to get a better look at those strange devices you had on your feet." Zam replied.
"But we misjudged the distance and hit into you." Zor finished.
"You were the tree?" Micky asked, still not believing he was having this conversation.
"Yes, we were sent by the High Council to observe life on Earth." Zam said. "We have the ability to change into any shape we desire."
"And merge to form large objects." Zor added.
Micky closed his eyes. "I must be dreaming this." He said. "A tree comes out and hits me and then comes to apologize?"
"It is no dream." Zam said to Micky, "Let us prove it by repairing the damage done to your limb."
"Fix my leg? How?" Micky asked.
Zam pulled a vial out of his bag and handed it to Zor. With the hand holding the vial, Zor reached through Micky's cast! Micky could feel something warm flow through his leg and seconds later his leg felt a lot better!
"My leg feels?" Micky stopped, grouping for words.
"Healed?" Zor said, removing his hand from within Micky's cast.
Micky just nodded his head.
"Your limb will be sore for a few days, earthling." Zam said. "But you will no longer need that primitive cast."
"Thank you very much, guys." Micky said, "And you can call me Micky."
"You are welcome, Micky." Zor said, "And once again we apologize for injuring you."
"Oh, that's ok." Micky smiled, "At least now, me and the guys can have a nice Christmas. How can I ever thank you two?"
"All we ask is that you do not tell your authorities about us." Zam said.
"You have my promise." Micky said, "But wait, why don't you come back to the pad with me tomorrow? If my leg is healed, the doctor will let me go home, and you two can meet my friends and celebrate Christmas with us!"
"Well?" Zor hedged.
"I would like to be a part of a celebration, Zor." Zam said to him, "I am tired of just watching while others have a good time."
"You said you wanted to observe life on Earth." Micky said, "This will be a great opportunity for you to watch the people of Earth celebrate one of our greatest holidays."
"Very well." Zor and Zam agreed.
The next morning, Christmas morning, Mike, Peter and Davy walked into the hospital. They were loaded down with presents, food and a small miniature tree. They had decided to bring Christmas to Micky.
However, when they reached the nurses' station on Micky's floor, they were shocked to see Micky sitting in a wheelchair, leg cast gone, and holding a metal cane.
"Micky, what's going on?" Mike asked.
"It turns out my leg wasn't as bad as the doctor thought." Micky smiled, "He took off my cast and said I could go home."
"Your leg's not broken?" Peter asked.
"It's just sore and I'll need this cane for a few days." Micky said, holding it up.
"Talk about your Christmas miracle!" Davy exclaimed as the guys hugged Micky as best they could.
A student nurse wheeled Micky to the hospital entrance and soon the Monkeemobile was roaring back to the pad. When they got back home, Mike, Peter and Davy brought their stuff back in while Micky slowly shuffled inside and closed the door.
"Looks like we're gonna have a great Christmas after all!" Mike said happily.
Micky sat down on the couch and waited for his band mates to put everything away. When they had joined him on the couch, Micky held up his cane.
"Guys, before we do anything else, I need to tell you something." He said.
"What, Micky?' Peter asked.
"Remember last night when I said a tree jumped in front of me?" Micky asked.
"Yeah, we do." Mike replied.
"Well, they came into my room after you three had left and apologized for that." Micky said.
The other three Monkees looked at Micky as if he had lost his mind. Finally Davy spoke.
"Are you feeling ok, mate?" He asked.
"Perhaps the pain medication was making you see things." Mike said, but Micky shook his head.
"I thought so too, but I have proof." He said, and then gently laid his cane down on the floor in front of him.
"Ok guys, you can show yourselves now." Micky said to the cane.
The other three Monkees began to move away from Micky, thinking he had gone crazy! That is, until the cane began to glow and separate into two pieces! Slowly, the pieces took the forms of Zor and Zam. Zam was holding his bag once again. Mike, Peter and Davy looked at the two figures in shock.
"Oh my?" Mike whispered.
"I'd like you three to meet Zor and Zam from the planet Schwarz." Micky said in the silence, "They're friendly and they're here to observe life on Earth." Micky smiled.
"Zor and Zam, these are my best friends, Mike, Peter and Davy." Micky said, pointing to each one in turn.
"Uhm, hi." Peter said, giving the two aliens a little wave.
"We give you greetings." Zor said to the three shocked Monkees.
"Zor and Zam were disguised as a tree when they accidentally jumped in front of me." Micky said.
"They looked like a tree?" Davy asked.
"Yep, told you a tree jumped out in front of me." Micky smiled, "They came into my room last night to apologize and healed my leg. I invited them here so they could observe and celebrate Christmas with us."
"Wow." Was all Davy could say.
"We are grateful for this opportunity to watch this Earth celebration close up." Zam said.
"We have been only able to observe parts of it." Zor said, "Mostly all the buying of gifts and decorating the homes."
"What a busy, fussy time." Zam said, shaking his head.
"Actually, there is more to Christmas than buying gifts and going to parties." Mike said.
"What do you mean?" Zor asked.
"We'll show you after we eat!" Micky exclaimed.
So Zor and Zam helped the Monkees prepare the ham and turkey, plus the trimmings. Then the four Monkees handed out their presents to each other, but felt bad they had nothing to give to their new friends.
When the food was ready, they sat down to eat and the two aliens enjoyed the food very much.
"What kind of food do you eat on Schwartz?" Peter asked Zor and Zam.
"Most of our food is manufactured and engineered to give use nutrition." Zor replied, "It is mostly in the shape of red cubes."
"Doesn't sound appetizing." Micky frowned.
"Until we came to Earth, we did not know food could taste good." Zam said.
So the conversation was mostly about the cultures of Earth and Schwartz, and how alike and different they were. After dinner was over, the six of them did the dishes and then sat down around the Christmas tree. Mike showed them the Nativity scene.
"Like I said before," Mike told the two aliens, "There is more to Christmas than gifts and parties. The reason we celebrate the season is because of this little baby boy lying in the manger almost 2,000 years ago."
"That human baby?" Zor asked, "What is so special about him?"
"He's no ordinary baby." Micky said, "His name is Jesus and he is the son of God."
"The son of a God is lying in a manger?" Zor asked, "He should be treated with more respect."
"No, God wanted him to be just like us and be raised like one of us." Peter said.
Zor and Zam looked at each other, clearly not understanding a word of this.
Davy went over and got the bible from the bookshelf. He opened it up to the first chapter of Luke.
"In the sixth month, the angel Gabriel was sent from God to a town of Galilee called Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man named Joseph, of the house of David, and the virgin's name was Mary. And coming to her, he said, "Hail, favored one! The Lord is with you."
Zor and Zam were immediately entranced by the story. Davy continued.
"But she was greatly troubled at what was said and pondered what sort of greeting this might be. Then the angel said to her, "Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. Behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son and you shall name him Jesus. He will be great and will be called Son of the Most High and the Lord God will give him the throne of David his father, and he will rule over the house of Jacob for ever and of his kingdom there will be no end."
Zor and Zam nodded at this, for this was something they could understand. Davy handed the bible to Mike and he continued.
"But Mary said to the angel, "How can this be, since I have no relations with a man?" And the angel said to her in reply, "The holy Spirit will come upon you and the power of the Most High will over shadow you. Therefore the child to be born will be called holy, the Son of God. Know that Elizabeth, your kinswoman has also conceived a son in her old age, and this is the sixth month for one that was called barren; for nothing is impossible with God."
"What did Mary say?" Zor asked.
"Mary said, "Behold I am the handmaid of the Lord. May it be done to me according to your word." Then the angel left her." Mike read.
Micky took the Bible from Mike and flipped to the second chapter.
"But things didn't go as smoothly as Mary and Joseph had planned." He said, then began to read:
"In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that the whole world should be enrolled, so all went to be enrolled, each to his own town."
"A census of the whole world?" Zor asked.
"Well, there weren't as many people on Earth as there are now." Mike replied.
"And Joseph too went up from Galilee from the town of Nazareth to Judea, to the city of David that is Bethlehem, because he was of the house and family of David, to be enrolled with Mary, his wife, who was with child." Micky continued, "While they were there, the time came for her to have her child, and she gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn."
"Now we understand the crude dwelling they are in." Zor said, picking up and looking at the stable.
"So where is this Kingdom where Jesus the son of God is supposed to rule?" Zam asked, "What section of Earth does it control?"
"Jesus isn't the ruler of any kingdom as we understand the term with land and armies." Peter told him, "Jesus' kingdom is not of this world."
Zor and Zam looked at each other, once again not understanding.
"Jesus' kingdom is in our own hearts and souls." Mike said. "Hopefully, we will one day meet Jesus and be welcomed into his Kingdom."
"So on this day, many people celebrate the birth of Jesus." Micky said, "But sadly, many other people see this day as a time for parties and gifts and forget all about why we celebrate Christmas in the first place."
"This is an amazing story." Zor told the Monkees. "Is there more?"
"Yes, much more." Peter said, and began to tell the two aliens about the life of Jesus. Zor and Zam hung on to every word, and slowly began to understand the part about Jesus' kingdom.
Finally, it was getting late and the two aliens told the Monkees they had to leave.
"Why can't you stay a little longer?" Davy asked. "We won't tell anyone you're here."
"Thank you good friends," Zor said, "We are grateful for all you've done for us, but we must continue with our observations of this planet."
So with great reluctance, the Monkees said their goodbyes to Zor and Zam.
"Thank you again for healing my leg." Micky said to them. "I'm just sorry I couldn't give you anything for Christmas."
"That is alright, Micky." Zor said, "You and your friends have more than made up for it with your kindness and hospitality."
"Taking in two lonely aliens." Zam said.
"We want you to have this." Peter said, holding out the bible.
"We cannot take your sacred book, Peter." Zam said, "I will make a copy so we can read more later."
Zam pulled a small handheld computer from his bag and waved it over the bible.
"Now we have the words stored for future reference." Zam smiled.
"Goodbye and thank you once again." Zor and Zam said to the Monkees.
"Can I drop you two off somewhere?" Micky asked.
"No thank you, Micky." Zam said, "Our base is not far from here. Farewell."
The two aliens walked outside-and with a swishing sound, disappeared from sight.
"Far out." Peter whispered as he shut the door.
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