Mt. Olympus, December 2079 (microfiction)



Poseidon drew the short straw.

Hera sighed. “Yes, they’re irredeemable. But I’ll miss those buggers. Their bridges, computers, M*A*S*H... Genius.”

The trident swung. The floodwaters flowed. The underworld gained eight billion souls.

Hephaestus prepared the drafting table. “Okay. Humans 2.0.”

Aphrodite nudged Ares aside. “This time, I’ll design.”








Comments

  1. Oh, I rather love this. The idea of Humans 2.0 was amusing, but by changing designers, you took it from "cute story" to "social commentary." Nicely done.

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  2. Yes, indeed. ;-) I wonder what would result? Very good job in getting loads of story in there.

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