The Gerblonc Machine

What?...It's a what?

"A Gerblonc Machine. Invented it myself."

"What does it do?'

"Can't tell you."

"Where are you taking it?"

"Can't tell you."

Fred shrugged his shoulders and headed back inside the station.

Harry finished pumping his gas and yelled at Fred.

"Are you going to check the oil and wash the windshield or not"?

Fred spat a chaw of tobacco on the oil stained cement and said, "Why don't you have your Gerblonc Machine do it?"

"Fred if you don't mind reading your own sign it says, 'Oil checked and windshield  washed' but it doesn't say by my Gerblonc Machine. So if You would kindly hurry up I got to be going."

An old blue Chevy pick up pulled into the station.

"Hey, Fred, Harry, whats going on?"

"Nothin," Fred said. "Just washing old Harry's Windshield so he can take his Gerblonc Machine to where ever he's taking it."

"His what?"

"Gerblonc Machine, Duffy. That durned thing in the back of his truck."

Hey, Harry, what the heck doe it do?"

"He won't tell."

"I can answer myself...Can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"Can't tell you."

"You can't or won't tell because that machine can't do nothin," Duffy snorted.

"That's right," Fred said. If it could do anything you would be bragging about it."

"Well I'll tell you right now it can spot aliens."

"Aliens?"

"Yes, Aliens. you  know? Those people that come here from mars or some other planet."

"Oh, that's right Fred. Don't you remember that flying saucer that harry saw land in his pasture."

"That's right, I did see it land and I saw four men get out and then a car came and picked them up."

"Were they green," Duffy laughed?

"No they weren't green. They looked just like you and me. You can't tell the Gerbloncs from the rest of us. But, this machine can and I'm taking it over to the sheriff."

"He'll only think your crazy. You better come in and have a cup of coffee and try and convince us about those Gerbloncs. The sheriff might just lock you up."

"Maybe...But, I will have that coffee. I got a long drive over to Waterville."

The three men entered the small cafe and ordered coffee.

A car drove into the station and two men got out.

The machine started making a funny noise.

The tall skinny one said to the other, "You go take care of them and I'll destroy the machine."

Harry was waiting. When the Alien entered the cafe, Harry blew it's head off and then stepped out the door and shot the other one.

Both beings were only robots.

Duffy said, "Son of a bitch, that damned machine really works."


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the first chapter in a series to be written to the prompts of the honorable and lovely Mrsupole

                                                                                   
                                                                                     for "Theme Thursday"...the invention.

Theme Thursday - peace

Continued from "The Gerblonc Machine"

the story...
Harry - the UFO nut
Fred - The service station owner
Duffy - Local farmer

Harry has invented a machine that can spot aliens. He has proven that his machine works at