The robot goes down in sparks, it’s head bouncing across the floor. I retract my claws. snickt.
“No problem, Professor,” I shout, and start walking. “I thought you were going to give me some challenging holograms for once.”
Danger room my… then the scenery shifts. Over the horizon comes the dragon. Big. Green. Nasty. I snickt out my claws, but they’re bound up in this cardboard costume made up of recycled… Boy Scout books. I had thought the yellow costume was bad.
“Is that all you got, bub?”
Then I see them coming in behind the dragon.
“Aw, crap. Zombies.”
My wife had (minor) surgery today, but never let it be said that I gave you nothing as a filler post! Yes, today I have for you the other bit of fanfic that I did not submit to this week’s 100-word story challenge. Of course, you should stop by and vote for me… and anyone else you think is worthy.