War or Lawsuits?

Blame was and would always be shifted. It would be shifted from generation to generation, from mother to father and then back to mother, from local governments to federal governments then back to local. That's how things worked, that's how things always worked. No one wanted to be blame, blame meant having to take responsibility, taking responsibility meant taking action to rectify your wrongs, and rectifying wrongs took time.

There was never enough and never too much time, unless you were a human. Now here they stood, blame being shifted onto them. They had chosen to stay behind, and by staying behind they were subject to Tornados, Tsunamis, Earthquakes, but they had inherited the Earth. The dying, withering Earth. There was so much undiscovered about the planet, the animals deep in the sea, the hidden sea caves, vast jungles and resources that they had yet to consume. Food was bountiful for those few who chose to live there, homes were plentiful, but Disaster was everywhere. Vicious storms, wicked tornados, destructive Tsunamis and the mind bending earthquakes. 

There were rules, society, and those who were there were subject to those rules. For the most part everyone obeyed. Such is life, just as things were going well everything went to hell. A man, a tiny man with a clipboard, a black and white suit, a seashell necklace  and what appeared to be a jet pack landed near their quiet little society.

"So it's you." He said.

"Pardon me." Jonah said, "What do you mean it's me?"

"You're the colonizers."

"No, Earth is our home, has been for years."

"I don't speak of Earth." He said, he pointed towards the sky, "I mean out there."

"We've never left earth how could we colonize anything?"

"Our Leader returned from vacation to find several of his planets destroyed by rampant colonization. He purchased that property for his children, now what will they have? Do you have anything to say for yourself?" He said, he was a small brown little man. He didn't look like an alien, then again all Jonah had to base Aliens off of were movies. Aliens looked just humans apparently. Once he moved past the physical attributes of the man he spoke.

"Yeah, I do." Jonah folded his arms across his chest and whipped his long black hair out of his face. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"They told us that you colonized it and stayed down here to monitor it. And we're suing you, see you in court." The man said, handed him a carbon copy of the charges being brought against them and jetted off into the air. Jonah stared at the writing, the words moved and shifted until it finally looked like English. They were to show up in Galactic court. Jonah's wife stepped outside and walked over to him.

"What's wrong, honey?" She asked, she placed her hands on his shoulders and massaged them gently. 

"Leslie, we're being sued." He said, he wasn't sure if it was a statement or a question. Everything had been going well and just that quickly things had gone to shit, again. This was worse than the Mass Exodus. 

"For what?" She asked, she sounded just as offended and confused as he felt. Her hands stopped making those soothing circular motions.

"For Earth." Jonah said, "Gather everyone, I'll try to get to our friends in China, Japan and South Africa."

"Who is suing us?"

"Some guy named Jafalt Magnamar, he's an alien, and apparently those assholes out there told him we colonized his planets."

"I'll get everyone." She said after sighing and he stared at the paper a few more moments before shoving it into his pockets and headed for the house, they needed a game plan immediately.