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"Teleportation?" "Hello, asshole, time travel?"

  • "Teleportation?" "Hello, asshole, time travel?" The Indian drew his arrow further back. I didn't care because I was protected by the
  • magic force field of incredible lies, nothing could penetrate that. As the Indian's arrow went through my eye and into my brain I regained my senses. I would have started running
  • had the arrow piercing my cranium not thrown my balance into a tailspin. I thought through my options, which did not appear stellar, as I
  • cast my final "heal thyself" spell and the arrow popped out. I retaliated with a burning "hotfoot" gesture and dived behind the bookshelf.
  • My assailant put his flaming toe in a waste basket. Snarling, he tossed a bolt which completely exploded my cover. Grimoires went up in ashes. Kate knocked. "Am I interrupting?"
  • Of course, Krazy Kate had seen it all, since she was only two cubicles down. She just wanted to gloat over my bad "guys throwing fire at me" day. Wish I ad never dated her.
  • I rolled my chair back from my blackened cubicle and ran my hand through my singed hair. I ignored the sniggering Kate as I walked to my boss's office to file a complaint. Fire thr
  • eats were one thing, but blow-torching your colleague is quite another! Yeah, I was not only singed, but also pretty hot under the collar. My idiot boss thought the situation was
  • hilarious. Little did he know that the inevitably outrageous medical costs for my treatment would be coming out of his paycheck. Too bad he tasked me with reading his employment co
  • ffee leaves, because I don't know how to read coffee leaves, & to top it all off, I'm not even really sure that coffee has leaves. Doesn't it come from beans? Beans have leaves.

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