“What?”
It’s not the most elegant response, but it’s the best you can do. You know you weren’t given a diplomatic
position for a good reason. You throw a
glance back at the door where the guard should be, and he’s gone.
He
really wasn’t all that committed to his duties, you think to yourself.
“No one was supposed to find out until it
was too late,” Edgar growls as he waves his gun in the air.
“I don’t get it,” you mumble. “You’re the one who sabotaged the plumbing?”
Edgar nodded, his hand still gripping his
gun tightly.
“I don’t get it,” you mumble. “You’re trying to bring down the new
government by messing with the toilets?
That’s the sort of prank that rowdy teenagers play, not revolutionaries!”
“It is when you back up the toilets with
toxic materials that will kill anyone who wanders in,” Edgar explains. “We all have to use the toilet now and again,
after all. That toxic sludge will shut
this building down for weeks. It’ll certainly
cause enough chaos for an uprising.”
You nod.
It makes sense in an odd way. “Okay. I’m with you.
You can still kill them, though.”
I gesture toward the stunned council members.
Hey.
What can I say? I only worked for
the new xenocracy for the money. When it
came down to it, I was all for humans regaining control of the planet. Especially if it meant I wouldn’t get shot at
that moment.
Edgar grinned. “Let’s do this.”
Viva la revolution!
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Patricia Lynne, Indie Author
This is fab! I used to love Choose Your Own Adventure, and it seems I still do - and I survived. Bonus!
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Debbie
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How fun is this story—funny and snarky and just a wee bit dark. I'm so glad you're taking part in the Deja Vu Bloghop, and that you shared this terrific post.
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