It flew towards me with an altogether unexpected

It flew towards me with an altogether unexpected trajectoral persuasion. I reached out and it landed with a dull thump in my palm. Then I saw that it was

a bluish rubbery mass, vaguely spherical and semi-opaque. I stared into it and the eye embedded in its centre slowly blinked back at me. I held it to my ear and I heard a voice say

"Please admire, but do not handle the alien." The announcement was meant for me so I set down the blob immediately, but this brief contact had linked us telepathically. "Zarx vlen"

It was this pink creature with four bony appendages & a small domed nob which appeared to contain sensory organs & a primitive orifice for intake of nutriments. I threw it some

paprika and ground nutmeg but I don't think it like either; it vomited both and then some straight into my ugly mug. I threw the mug away. I grabbed a cigar from some mook that was

smoking two cigars at once. "Some people have no cigars at all!" I huffed at him, as I disappeared into a cloud of sweet smoke. That was the day I became Cigar Man, upholder of

Peace, Quiet, & Normality. I live & breathe the ideals of Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk, so don’t invade my space with your bullshit. I just wanna sip some brandy & have a normal conversation.

With that in mind, I turned to Saboobedo, my oldest/youngest imaginary friend, and jokingly asked him, "Sleepy time over?" He puckered his lips and rolled over. My bliss vanished.

His eyes, normally bright blue, had changed into yawning black abysses. They gaped like open wounds in his face. I shrieked and stumbled out of the room. No more imagination!