The spaceship that the alien cat came from was a shade of purple, black, and blue. There were large, deep blue circular windows resembling a v-shaped necklace. The space ship had the shape of a hand with long, slender fingers embedded into the soil. Smith was constantly moving around attempting to stay out of the meowing cat.

The cat was brushing against his leg. Penny, Will, and the Robot stopped five feet away from the spaceship. Smith climbed up the rock then perched himself on the ledge. He took out a flip stick of some kind then slowly slid out different types of tools that were familiar. He used the long blade to tap on the windows. Smith slipped the blade back into the handle then put it back into his pocket.

"Strange," Smith said. "Is this a toy?"

"I don't think so," Will said, as the cat landed on Smith's shoulder and loudly purred.

Smith punched the cat off his shoulder.

"Stop abusing the cat," The Robot said.

"That's not a cat," Smith said. "I tell you."

"Ha ha ha," The Robot laughed. "You act as though you've faced a robotic cat."

"I've faced a android killing cat machine," Smith said. "and it nearly ripped me to shreds."

"Cats are capable of being that," Penny said. "I remember that time a cat scratched a uncle of mine viciously because he was trying to implant a embryo of a hybrid version of it."

"You don't get it," Smith said. "It was made of metal."

"Aren't all cats?" Penny said. "They have nerves of steel."

"You haven't met a killing machine in the form of a cat," Smith said. "A part of me can't decide whether or not to pity you or envy you."

"You can do both," Penny said.

Smith was about to reply when suddenly he lost his balance on the edge then fell toward the windows where he promptly vanished.

"Doctor Smith!" The Robot's head bobbed up in alarm.

"I'm fine, just fell inside the glass," Smith's voice sounded close as the children looked in all directions.

"Get out," The Robot said.

"I am out, ninny!" Smith's disembodied voice replied.

"You are still not visible," The Robot said.

There was a long moment of silence.

"Ow!" Will's hand yanked to his head.

"Will, you pinched me!" Penny said, grabbing hold onto her left shoulder.

"No, I didn't," Will said.

"Yes, you did," Penny argued.

"That is not nice, Doctor Smith," The Robot said.

"Just wanted to be sure," The energy pack was yanked off the Robot's side then was floating in mid-air. "Now who is the one who does not have the fusion unit generator?" the sound of tapping on glass could be heard. The energy pack reappeared back on the Robot's side.

"Fusion unit generator?" Will asked.

"It's. . ." Smith said. "Never mind. Leave this ship alone and---" the cat flew away from the Robot then landed on its feet with a meow. "Don't touch me, you drooling cactus."

"I agree," The Robot said. "It would be wise to leave the spaceship," the Robot turned it's head toward where it expected Smith. "Would you like to be part of a play?"

"I doubt that when I am invincible," Smith said.

"Ooh, that doesn't matter," Penny said. "It is a supernatural play."

"I change my mind," Smith said. "Sounds perfect." The cat vanished near Smith then was sent flying away.

"Stop kicking the cat," The Robot said.

"I didn't kick it, I tossed it," Smith argued, his voice nearby as the children left the space craft with his shadow in between them.

"For once, it's you who is invincible," Penny said.

"Hmm?" Smith asked.

"One time I fell into a sand pit and became invincible so you became convinced I was dead because you fled from a monster, a swamp creature, that was weak to the sunlight," Will explained. "And the only thing you found of me was a shoe."

"Indeed, Indeed," Smith agreed. "It's a good thing you weren't sitting there."

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It was Maureen who heard the children when they returned from the play and Smith's voice was relatively close. She looked up while putting the clothes away expecting to see Smith in the center of them dressed up for the occasion. Instead, she saw a dark circular shadow in-between them. She rubbed her eyes as his voice came from the two. Penny shook her head then walked off toward the Jupiter 2.

"Penny, what happened to Doctor Smith?" Maureen asked.

"He fell into a window so he is invincible now," Penny said, then walked in.

"Doctor Smith," Maureen called.

"Yes, madame?" Maureen heard the boot steps that came to a stop.

"Where are you?" Maureen looked around.

"Right beside you," Smith said. She looked both ways. "Look down."

Maureen looked down to see a set of boot prints.

"Ah, there you are," Maureen's eyes glanced up.

"It's fortunate that I wasn't turned five centimeters tall," Smith said.

"If this is how you are going to be for the foreseeable future, I want you to make sure the children do not go fall into that window," Maureen said. "when you pay a visit to wherever you were exploring with the children."

"The Robot and I will make sure of that," Smith said. "Where is the professor and the major now?"

"Setting up the weather station," Maureen said. "Said they would be back in a few hours."

"And that was two hours ago," Smith said.

"Yes," Maureen said

"The Robot will make sure Will won't go unsupervised should I be napping," Smith shifted. "now will you?"

"I'm innocent until proven guilty, your honor!" The Robot insisted.

"Ooops. . . I'll fix that," The sound of Smith's boot steps trailed away from Maureen toward the Robot.

Maureen shook her head with a bemused smile on her face.

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John arrived later on with Will beside him. He looked over warily toward the space craft and looked up toward the top where the cat rested with its feet under its chest and the tail curled around its side. Previous experience said that caution had to be used no matter how innocent the alien looks let alone the last being a beagle that watched out for its owners protection. There were a list of situations similar to it that featured animals appearing around the spacecrafts. The windows were large and circular for a given person to fall right in.

"So this is where he fell in," John said.

"Lost his balance," Will said, as John stepped forward.

"I haven't seen this spacecraft before," John said, patting on its wall.

"What do you think these aliens are here for this time?" Will asked.

John rubbed his two fingers together.

"It could be one of four reasons," John said. "Got a enemy on their tail so they decide to lay low, need to refuel, need to repair, or. . ."

"Or?" Will asked.

"They want something," John said, as he walked around the spaceship. John looked up toward the side window. "and to think that Smith fell into it."

"He falls into their hands all the time," Will said. "Since we didn't see aliens the first time around, maybe the spaceship is abandoned."

"Maybe," John said, looking up to spot the cat. "Maybe that cat is the pilot."

"A cat piloting a ship," Will said. "I don't know about that, Dad. I can make up something more. . ."

"More logical?" John asked.

"Yeah," Will said, with a nod.

"I can name off a few species that would fit the bill," John said. "Space isn't logical."

"Right," Will said. "I forgot about that."

"And Smith abused the cat," John said.

"Yeah, he did, a few times," Will said.

"Make sure he doesn't go near that cat," John pointed toward the cat. "Or you for that matter. Stay away from it."

"Dad, can I try a little experiment?" Will asked. "I have a theory."

John looked toward Will, raising a eyebrow.

"What kind of theory?" John asked.

"Just watch," Will said, then climbed up the embankment. He placed his hand onto the glass window then felt around the other windows for a entrance. He pressed his hand onto the glass then reached his hand back and turned back toward John. "Doctor Smith didn't lose his balance, he was forced to."

"Targeted," John said. "They don't know who they are targeting." John came forward as Will came down the rocks. "Hello, I am Professor Robinson."

The cat's eyes slowly opened.

"Meow," the cat meowed.

"Doctor Smith is not like us or you for that matter," John said. "You don't want to take him with you."

"Meow?" the cat meowed.

"Sure, you can use him as entertainment," John said, with a laugh. "Just be careful."

"Meow," the cat replied.

"Good," John said. "Glad we understand each other," he turned toward Will. "I didn't think I would have to face a alien cat over Smith."

"There is a lot of things that we didn't see coming before Doctor Smith entered our lives," Will replied.

"Yes," John said, placing a hand on Will's shoulder. "We didn't."