Today is a beautiful sunny day to relax in.

And that's what Stephanie decided to do to spend her day.

She was leaning against the chair she is sitting on, comfortably relaxing as she had her hands behind her head.

Plugged in her ears is a pair of small black earbuds, listening to quiet music through her music player.

Stephanie was minding her own business as she listened to her music, tapping her foot in a rhythm of the music she is playing.

There were no problems of nagging people, bratty kids and annoying neighbors next door.

But, everything changed when something zoomed through the sky, heading towards her home.

In the distance, something crashed into the far corner of the backyard she is in, immediately catching Stephanie's attention.

She jolted from the sudden crash of the object.

Quickly, she popped both of her earbuds out of her ears, glancing around frantically for the source of the noise.

When she passed the garden, she noticed a small wave of smoke was rising up from inside, so she glanced back.

Something or someone is in the garden.

Although it has been a long time since she has gardened.

The vegetables and fruits there are perhaps ripe for picking at this time of day.

Worried, she quickly got up from her chair, hastily putting her music in a bubble and teleporting it somewhere safe.

After she teleported her music, she quickly speed-walked towards the crash site.

When she was close enough, she slowed down her pace to a walking pace.

Stephanie got up to the gate's door and opened it, entering the garden.

Before she walked away, she turned back around to the gate, reminding herself about her manners and closed the gate behind her.

When she entered the garden, a wave of smoke hits her nose.

Covering her nose with her left hand, she walked more carefully into the garden, scanning the area with her eyes.

Then, her eyes settled something in the tall grass, hidden from plain sight as smoke rose up from inside.

With a worried look on her face, she walked up to the site and knelt on her knees.

Reaching over with both of her hands, she parted the tall grass with both of her hands, expecting a small fire made from the object, but instead encountered something more.

A small spaceship was in front of her, crashed into a million pieces and smoking.

Worry was in her heart, so she searched for the pilot of the spaceship, worried about what kind of danger he or she might be in.

She continued parting the surrounding grass, searching for the pilot around, until she parted the last blades of grass, encountering the pilot, except a tiny person.

The pilot has three short brown tufts of hair on top of his head and wears a beige spacesuit, decorated with red lines and red gloves.

He has fair skin color and has pointed ears.

His eye color is unknown because of his closed eyes, and he looked like he was not moving.

Biting her lip, she moved her hands away from the parted blades of grass and softly placed two fingers of her left hand on his chest, feeling his breathing and heartbeat.

She sighed in relief when she noticed he is alive and removed her left hand, feeling concerned about his reaction.

Turning to him, she waited patiently at where she is, thinking of should she lift him up or leave him be at where he is.

After a moment has passed, she could not make the right decision of helping him, when he twitched.

She perked with relief when he twitched, coming back to reality as he moved.

Confused noises came from him as he got up on his bottom, glancing around at his surroundings.

Before noticing a giant metal hand inches away from where he is.

Startled noises came from him as he glanced up at where the hand is, noticing Stephanie staring down at him, looking relieved that he is alive.

For him, he is terrified.

His eyes went wide when he noticed her, scooting back from where he is.

Stephanie did not stop her hands as they reached down to him, worried about his injuries he might have.

He scooted backward frantically, trying to get away from her hands as they enclosed on him.

Her left hand scooped him up from underneath as he squirmed, as her right metal hand acted as a wall for him to be protected.

As she lifted him up to her face, he peeked over the side of her left hand, to see how many miles he is up in the air.

There was no way to escape from her.

He dared himself to look at her, so, he slowly turned around, encountering her as she stared at him, looking all over his body as he curled inward in the middle of her palm, making himself small.

She frowned slightly in worry as she stared at his terrified expression, noticing how terrified he is.

Moving her hands back down to the ground, she removed her right hand.

He glanced over at where her hand was, before glancing up at her in confusion.

She placed her left hand down on her ground as if she is letting him go, even though she had caught him.

He hopped off her palm to the ground, sighing in relief.

She removed her hands away from him as she had an apologetic look on her face.

Instead of staying at where he is, he moved his left leg behind him, as she sighed.

She knew he was going to run away from her.

Just as she predicted, he ran away from her, heading towards the open.

A sad look was on her face as she watched him run, but glanced over at the destroyed wreckage of the spaceship.

She stared at the wreckage for a moment, before moving her left hand over the top.

Instead of destroying the wreckage, she instead whispered, "Figere."

After she whispered the spell, the ship magically fixed back together, like the ship it was before.

When it was completed, she sighed and got up to her feet, wobbling a bit from the slight drain of magic she used.

Instead of taking the ship in her house, she left it there as she walked back to her backyard porch, sitting down on the same chair.

In the distance, she heard the footsteps of the figure walking back to the crash site where his spaceship is before a startled noise came from him.

Startled that his ship was back to normal.

She smiled to herself as the spaceship started up, getting ready to blast off.

Stephanie glanced over her shoulder to the spaceship, as it went into the air, disappearing into the atmosphere.

But, something deep inside Stephanie told her that he was not going to be gone forever.

So, she is looking forward to looking for the spaceship to see what the passenger could be.