Lonely Planet
Where is everyone! Such diplomatic bad manners.
The Ehevan envoy, Sil Chasack, switched to transmit, she strode around
the table.
No sign of the humanoids, she reported. Typical arrogance.
She was sent by the Galactic Federation to instruct ‘Earth’ on environmental sustainability for their survival.
Where were they, don’t they care about trading coffee?
Measurements showed the Blue Planet was deteriorating in a self-consuming infestation, the Mollaks are considering a cleansing cull; as a warning.
Sil wiped the window and looked out, there were no signs of biological life in the dark poisonous atmosphere.
Pity, this Mocha Djimmah tastes superb.
Sounds like the Galactic Federation are intervening too late! Nice take on the prompt, James!
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Sounds as though we’ve outstayed our welcome in this particular galaxy. Different take.
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Most original take, James.
I fear they’ve arrived too late…
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Even the coffee is doomed!
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Looks like they got to us too late. No more coffee for poor Sil.
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Damn that Vogon construction fleet
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James, nobody on this planet has a better imagination than you!
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Thank you so much June.
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No coffee, no humans, but great story telling
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Haha great one! Foolish humans. Then again… trading coffee? Noooo me wants it all, my precious!
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looks like coffee has become more precious than gold. incredible.
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Very original galactic tale! Enjoyed it!
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Looks like the human species have been wiped clean…their only redemption point – coffee also couldn’t do much to save them! Liked the futuristic story, James.
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Intergalactic coffee trade! A great venture, indeed.
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I love the dry humour of your characters- and the coffee snobbery they have. Nicely crafted.
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I am pleased you enjoyed the humour, coffee is lovely in moderation. Did you note the anagram, the name of the Planet Sir came from.
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Very original take. Great write.
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Humanoids? So no humans. But there is coffee. What else could one ask for?
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Dear James,
A unique take on the prompt. I lift my coffee cup in your honor.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I like where you took the lack of humankind in that room. I guess Sil and the gang arrived too late.
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Sounds as if it is too late for the humans, but at least the coffee endures. Nice take on the prompt.
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Earth may be doomed, but coffee we’ll have.
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Interesting conclusion, but if Earth has coffee to trade or any other commodity deeply coveted. Will this planet be the ‘In Place” in 100,000 years?
Thanks for reading and comment.
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Timing is everything. An original take.
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What a pity to miss great coffee. 😉
A fun read, and an imaginative take on the prompt.
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Scary prediction of the future
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