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Everyday Drabbles #232: Symptoms

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“When did symptoms first develop?”
“Maybe about three days ago? I haven’t been sleeping well. Nightmares, and oversleeping, that sort of thing. I didn’t think anything of it until yesterday when I went to temple and I just couldn’t go inside. And that’s when my neck started hurting.”
The doctor examined the mark on her neck. It was clearly a vampire bite. He brushed his hand against it, and the mark disappeared.
“I don’t see anything. Stress can sometimes cause these symptoms. I’ll proscribe you something to help you sleep, and they should clear up.”
“Oh, thank you, Dr. Acula.”

Everyday Drabbles #231: Alien Abduction

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“The targets are secured,” The helmsman said.
“Excellent, we have many questions for these Earthlings, and these are high value targets!”
“Are you sure, sir?”
“Of course! Look how much land these beings are given! Earthlings equate high status to land ownership, and thus beings that live on the largest plots of land are the most important!
Informational broadcasts give their opinions more weight. Their political system favors states with more space and lower populations. These two beings were the largest in the vicinity. Therefore, they will give us the most valuable information!”
“Mooo?” The cow licked the alien’s face.

Everyday Drabbles #228: The Call of the Terrarium

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Gemma woke up to find herself both shrunken down, and trapped inside the grasshopper tank. She reached two conclusions that she had no way of testing.
One, her shrinking formula was a success, and two, somebody wanted her out of the way. She didn’t know which of her lab assistants had done it, but she guessed Dan. He seemed the most ambitious, and the least scrupulous of the crew.
He’d probably meant for the grasshoppers to devour her, but she was a scientist, and quickly made two breakthroughs: The insects were surprisingly easy to domesticate, and made for good eating.

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Everyday Drabbles #227: Crime Scene

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The victim lay sprawled at the bottom of the stairwell. From the way the dust and dirt had been disturbed it was clear at a glance that they fell a long way. They were wearing some kind of space suit, with the face shield down obscuring their identity.
But the thing that really stood out were the leis. The body was wrapped in rings of tropical flowers, real ones. Based on the condition of the stairs, they had to have been placed on the body after it came to rest.
The detective sighed. They always gave him the weird ones.

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Everyday Drabbles #225: Substitute Angel

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“Are you sure you can handle everything while I’m gone?” The cherub asked.
“Please, I am a seraph,” the taller angel said.
“But it’s the busy season…”
“Go, Have a good trip.”
Knowing a dismissal when he heard one, the cherub put on his coat and hat and fluttered out of the office.
The six-winged woman examined the tools on the cherub’s desk. The bow and heart-shaped arrows looked like they would break in her hands. Instead, she took her flaming spear from the rack by the door.
She was really going to show the world some love.

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Everyday Drabbles #224: The Youngling

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“This was your father’s Plasma Sword. He wanted you to become a Space Cavalier, like he was. But your Uncle thought it was too dangerous.” The old man gave the boy the weapon, and with a push of a button, the blade was sheathed in crackling energy. He swung the it a few times, experimentally.
“Well, lets get started,” the old man said, readying his own weapon. “We’ll start with some light sparring.”
“What, with live blades?”
“Of course. That is the way of our order.”
“How did my father really die?” The boy asked.
“Training accident,” the hermit said.

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Everyday Drabbles #223: Hot Spring

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During the off-season, the rangers snowmobiled out to the hot springs on the edge of the park. The sulfurous waters were over two hundred degrees, so they stood on the empty viewing platform and enjoyed the warm air rising from the water.
Daryl tossed a pine cone and watched the superheated, acidic water disintegrate it.
“They’re cutting our budget again,” his boss said, staring down at the water, not making eye contact. “I’m sorry. When we get back, I’ll do the former paperwork.”
Daryl looked at the icy slope leading down to the scalding water, and made a decision.

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