The robot creaked, spitting sparks. It’s defeat had proven devastating… It exploded almost as if it were in slow motion.
He was already running, blazing through the now blistering corridor, the flames inching ever closer. He found an exit and leapt into the dark nothing.
He was later caught by a fox in a biplane.
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This story has been submitted by Kerri Aldrich. Thank you for the story, Kerri
Absorbing details of his face, she began smiling and laughing. She knew others must think her mad, but that’s exactly what she wasn’t anymore. She’d forgiven him for abandoning her, and now was filled with joy at the memories of their love. She wanted to remember them, once more, as she finally gazed upon him.
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Ouch! He’s getting too old for this job.
Hours are brutal and holiday work is required.
Retirement sounds wonderful.
He looked at his list, longer than usual. He smiled.
He can’t retire; his most loyal clients are waiting.
So the jolly old elf got in his sleigh and began his annual journey around the world.
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He sat and stared down at the empty boxes before him. They would have to be filled before he was done. He looked around the kitchen counter searching for inspiration. Finally he found it, A-P-P-L-E. 23-across Eve’s computer. For the first time, John had finished a whole Sunday morning crossword.
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Final transmission from Pathfinder: “As requested, I examined red dust, and rocks, which was very tedious if I am being honest. Being sent to the middle of the galaxy to explore space would have been exciting; instead, you sent me to a place that looks like rural Oklahoma. Thanks. And no, there isn’t water here.”
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He’s home. Finally.
“You’re late tonight. Big night out?”
My voice cracks a little.
“Nah, nothing special. Just went for a beer with some colleagues after work.”
My stomach turns. He doesn’t have beer breath, and there is a long, blond hair on the sleeve of his jacket. My hair is black.
Hidden in the fog, the attackers’ headquarters had lain undetected for centuries.
Brazzk and Gwarsl launched the weapon at the precise moment of Neptune’s alignment with the Earth.
Far away, the attackers turned their missiles on the nearest aircraft. One by one, they fell, while the airplanes made by men sat silent on the ground.
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Click.
Bryan shuffled across the linoleum to the fridge, squinting against the harsh florescent glare. Two scoops and ten cups later, the coffee pot was busy doing its thing.
He collapsed into a chair, head aching. Police files covered the table. A photo begged him for answers.
“In time,” he thought. “With caffeine comes clarity.”
Exhausted, Brazzk stumbled on the frozen surface. His journey to its metal core had almost killed him. But in his hand was the only weapon that could destroy Earth’s attackers.
Gwarsl watched him with burning hatred. He turned his ship.
Code dictated that he help the creature who had saved his life. So he did.
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The needle kept climbing and eventually he breathed a sigh of relief as the red turned to green and the high pitched whine stopped. It was a long time since he’d seen it like this and there was no hiding his delight in his moment of glory.
Funny what a new guitar tuner can do!
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