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Christmas Future

by on December 13, 2012

This story was written for this week’s Trifecta prompt. I’ll continue it next week, natch. I do so love the holiday season. 😛

It was another ordinary day in the small suburb of Dot. Dot wasn’t the most popular suburb of Edison City, and the supervillains usually flew right past it as they headed for the big city banks to rant dramatically to the people and then get pounded by the superheroes. Dot had exactly two capes protecting it. One of them, Mr. Acidic, was just sending off a touching email to his fiance, Gaseous Girl, who lived in the big city, when there came a rapid-fire burst of knocks on his door. Mr. Acidic checked the peephole before opening it; he didn’t think a bad guy would politely announce his presence by knocking, but one could never be too careful. It was Anticipation, and she looked very upset. “Santa’s going down!”

“What?” Mr. Acidic said. He was used to his sister’s eccentricities, but this one was weirder than usual.

“Next Monday. Christmas Eve. Rogue elf’s got a rocket launcher. Boom goes the sleigh.”

“But…” Mr. Acidic said slowly. “Santa’s not real. We all know this. Neither are elves, either. ”

Anticipation shook her head rapidly, her red hair tumbling about her face in her agitation. “No no no we were all wrong, he is real, I saw it! And he’s blown up next Monday, unless he’s not!”

Mr. Acidic had to think. Anticipation’s particular superhero power was that she could see into the future. This would ordinarily be quite useful, but the catch was she was limited to a very specific timeframe: Mondays, at 11:33 PM. And she could only see what would be happening in her immediate area.  Not much happened in Dot at 11:33 on Monday nights, so her power hadn’t been all that helpful. But now, apparently, Santa Claus was coming to town, and someone wanted to blast him with a rocket. Mr. Acidic wondered if he should put in a call to Gaseous Girl for backup. No, surely he could handle one rogue elf with a rocket. Right? Of course, right.

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6 Comments
  1. I wish I had a peculiar superpower!

  2. A rogue elf with a rocket? Something tells me he should call for back-up 🙂

    • I would, if I were him, but then if I were a superhero my life would be very different anyway. 😛

  3. You gotta watch those rogue elves…

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