Rom: ...*Panicks* *Mumbles* I Am Getting Abducted.....Dad Said Not To Panic.....And Try To Distract And Escape.....Distract And Escape....*Turns To The Pair* You Se-
Yil: We Are Not Abducting You, Rom. We Are Not Kidnappers.
Rom: Yeah, O-O-Of Course, You Are N-N-Not Kidnappers, You Are Good People, Searching For Your Son Who Looks Like Me Right? I Will Help You Search For Him Too. T-T-This Hill Is Like My Backyard.
Zon: Calm Down, Rom. Like Your Mother Said, We Are Your Parents.
Rom: Oh, Give Me A Break! You Are Gonna Abduct Me, Right? Just Do It! Stop With This Parents Farce! My Parents Are Ronald Sanders And Ginny Sanders! And Let Me Tell You, My Dad, Ronald Is A Cop.
Zon: Yeah, We Know That....
Rom: Wait A Minute, How Do You Know? You Were Keeping An Eye On Us, Oh! This Is Preplanned, You Are Professionals.
Zon: Oh, Come On, This Kid. Did You Not Feel Anything Different About Yourself From Others Every Now And Then? Like Just Now, You Were Running Faster Than Any Human Could, Even Athletes? You Crashed Twice On The Way Here But Without A Scratch? You Know What..... *Levitates* *Turns His Head A Little, Then Pulverizes A Nearby Boulder With Laser From His Eyes*
Rom: *Backs Away And Falls On His Butt* *Horrified* W-W-What Are You?!
Zon: *Returns To Ground* Oh, Right! We Are Something You People Call Aliens/Extraterrestrials. We And You Are From A Planet Far Away.
Rom: Stop Joking! You Can't Fool Me With Your Parlour Tricks.
Zon: Ah!!!!! Kid! You Are Right To Be Suspicious, If You Weren't We Had Be Worried. But *Picks A Boulder Nearly The Size Of Himself And Pokes One, Two, Multiple Holes Into It With His Finger, As Easy As Poking Mud* Does This Seem Like A Trick To You?! *Squeezes The Hand Holding The Boulder, Crushing The Part He Was Holding And The Boulder Crumbles Into Small And Big Stones* This Too? Tell Me Can A Human, Do This? Huh?
Yil: Zon! *Turns To Rom* Your Dad Might Be Aggressive, But He Is Right, These Are Not Tricks Rom, These Are Our Powers. You Have Them Too. If You Don't Believe Us, Ask Your Parents, They Know. They Picked You From The Pod In Which We Sent You.