Building a Better President
Sequel to Elon's Space Force
Elon paced the Oval Office as he waited for the Imagineer to finish the last touches on the Trump animatronic.
“Well?” he snapped.
“And…we’re…done!”
The Imagineer flipped on the Trump animatronic and stepped back.
The Trump animatronic straightened up, blinked, and turned its head.
“Where’s my Coke?” it demanded. Then it saw Elon. “Oh, Mr. Musk, I didn’t—”
Elon waved the matter off.
“Never mind that.” He turned to the Imagineer. “And no one will know the difference?”
“As long as they don’t spill his Coke on him.”
“Wonderful.” Elon turned to the Trump animatronic. “Now, get me home!”
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Word Count: 100 words
Author's Note: This is a sequel to my Elon Musk alien drabble, "Elon's Space Force", the link to which I have provided below. What can I say? I had so much fun with it, I had to continue the story! Besides, I had to answer a certain question that Lana had raised in the comments: who is the man that we know as Trump now? Well, here you go!
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Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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Comments (4)
Coca Cola and fries. In this strange world this scenario could come true- great job.
Another brilliant addition to the story! I'm on it, right now! Catching up with a big grin on my face!
This one is great too, Stephanie! If only it were true.
Hahahahahahaha that was hilarious!