“I forgot.”
Data, Star Trek* #quote
Today I solved the riddle of the Sphinx. It's a lot easier when you
can look it up on the Internet. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
A Different Kind Of Customer
As a mechanic my life usually involved hard, honest work and no real
surprises. Sweaty work with long hours, but it kept food on the table
and I knew what I was doing so nothing went wrong. One big surprise
came my way. A gun held to my head as a super villain demanded I fix
his car.
A strange machine with parts I didn't recognize. The oddities of the
thing along with the minions and thugs of the supervillain made it
difficult to work. The villain stood tall in an elaborate costume and
around twelve feet tall. The car was massive and meant to
specifically fit him. I recognized him from the news. I'd rather not
die. I knew I had to fix his car. Could I really call it a car? More
like a strange tank thing. All the staff worked on it, though I was
selected to lead on the fixing.
Why was I stuck with this? Perhaps whoever he usually had doing this
was unable to. Either way I rushed as fast as I could. Despite the
strangeness of the thing a car is a car and my years of experience
allowed me to figure it out.
Over the time I worked on it I realized the reason he brought it
into the shop. He could have been on the run and unable to get back
to whatever hide out he needed to. I got brave, in other words
stupid. I knew heroes or the police would be chasing him. I sabotaged
the car so it would break down in around a week. Since the villain
was so tall they couldn't simply steal another vehicle.
I finished my work around a week later Captain Heroics captured the
villain in his broken down car.
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