A week later, the harvesters began their task of picking all the bean. Thousands upon thousands of haricot beens. All were picked and the farmer began selling them in his farm shop as well as distributing them to other outlets.

A few days later, a pile of beens stored in a vegetable rack began to move a little. Cautiously one hndred tiny antlike creatures emerged from their hiding places and climbed down onto the kitchen floor. Stretching their legs and arms after being still for so long, the assembled in a line by a door way.

'OK Men,' said one ' listen up. Surround any life forms and attack.'

Walking down the hall towards a large lounge, they could hear voices and music coming from it. Unnoticed, they entered the room and climbed up the backs of the comfortable chairs. Jumping on the necks of the humans sitting on the chairs, they injected each victim with the poisonous venom as they bit into flesh. Then they sat stared in wonder at the noisy box in the corner of the room. Newver having seen TV before, they were baffled by it. Unsure whether or not to attack the humans they saw inside it, the aliens looked at their leader for instructions.

'Good job, Men' he said.

Just then, the humans in the box were replaced by lines of letters and music.

'These humans do not appear to be a threat to us,'he said. 'Rest now'

Assisted by his two most trusted men, the Commander climbed out of the window and up the wall towards a conveniently plced TV ariel. Reaching in his pocket, he pulled out a small device which he fixed to the ariel. 'To guide our commrades,' he said to the others, before returning to the lounge once more.