Barbecue
The room was quiet and empty. She locked the door behind her, allowing herself a moment’s respite; it had been a rough day. She shed the annoying skin covering, enjoying the cool air on her scales for a moment. She checked her watch. Damn. It was almost time to get back to work.
She slithered back into her human skin camouflage and left the room.
“Good morning, Kathryn. What were you doing in the broom closet?”
She recovered swiftly. Her species were very quick thinkers. “Good morning, Mr. President. Just returning a dustpan.”
“You’re much too important to be doing work like that. Call maintenance next time.”
“Yes, Mr. President.”
“Anyway, your security clearance came through this morning. You now have access to the mainframe.”
“Thank you, Mr. President. I’ll begin secure oversight of the nuclear launch codes immediately.”
She smiled inwardly. It wouldn’t be long now. Her species loved the taste of roasted human.
With some fava beans too? Quirky piece of flash.
Comment by Leehughes — September 1, 2009 @ 12:56 am
That was awesome!!! Made me laugh. Thank you!
Comment by suzie bradshaw — September 14, 2009 @ 12:18 am