The fruit had been lieing on the path for four hours now. I began watching it at 1328 hours.it was nearly half past five now, and things looked bad. The fruit had arrived in a blue hovering vehicle,after it was delivered, the hover car flew verticalyy up and disapeared at great speed.Of course, they expected me to pulp it. Just like I had pulped the last lot, and the lot before.I had sent them a message on one of their speekpads. It was a pad you put on your head, and read out the answer to yourself clearly.I had intimated that I wasnot happy. I was being called upon to process their fuel, and for what? I told them what I valued.They promised payment, but wanted the fruit pulped again first. I don't know how they knew it was done. I picked up the fruit they had propergated,put it in the tin bath, and started to pulp it. I pulp hard and long untill the fuel was splashed on me, and about a litre of it was in the sealed bottle of plastic long chain.They returned, and fitted an anti grav lifter on the massive jug. It had to be taken into orbit to the mother ship.The ceti's were only 4 microns high, and could not be seen by the naked eye, so the vastness of the huge container I had made was a spectacle of engineering for them. Their science was advanced. The mothership was enormous, about 50feet long an twenty in diameter. The captain was named Vass. They paid me with a gold making machine plan. I built it, made gold, and now I'm an alcoholic.Thanks cetians.