Elon Phones Home
Sequel to Building a Better President
Elon sat in front of a monitor and stared at his duplicate.
“You will have controlling stock in Tesla’s robot army?” the figure asked.
“Yes, and talks are underway with Disney for the secrets to their animatronics.”
“Very good. You have embryos frozen for procreation?”
“Along with the living specimens.”
“Excellent. With the Trump animatronic sewing discord, we should infiltrate the human population with little resistance.”
“Will you bring me home now?”
“Not yet. And you are to discontinue your efforts to return.”
The monitor went black. Elon slammed his fist on the keyboard.
“I just want to go home.”
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Author’s Note: This drabble is a sequel to “Building a Better President”, which can be found at the link below.
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Stephanie Hoogstad
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Comments (6)
Love how this gives us a moment to decide if we have empathy for him.
I want him to go home too, LOL! Fabulous Drabble!
Lol. If only this were all true. I mean, it'd be a lot more entertaining and interesting than what's actually happening. Well done on another part! Elon is going to lose his cool soon.
Just followed the drabble flow to the beginning... I have a feeling with these entertaining nuggets you are lining up a big Golden Meal Deal! Very funny!
Awww, poor Elon 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I would like off this ride thank you very much