Aliens arrive: we have killed your leaders and taken control of your planet.

Us: oh thank god

Aliens: you are now citizens of ... Wait what

@alisca “Since you’re higher beings, with technology indistinguishable from magic, do you mind if we, um… [looks around bashfully, stage-whispers] WORSHIP you?”
“What? Sure, I—“ [Extends sensory stalk toward nearest alien for advice.]
“Great! I’ll just take a bit of…”
“OW!”
“Oh, so that section of your carapace hasn’t calloused yet? Noted…”
They withdraw to their landing craft.
“Tasty. Kinda like lobster. Hey, look at that pretty pattern all across the sky! Why is it so bright it hurts?”

Fin.