“Not the sharpest tool in the shed, am I?” Billie Eilish handed Elon a folder. “And don’t think about destroying it. It’s just a copy.”
Inside the folder, Elon found an entire dossier on himself, his lookalikes, the Trump animatronic, and their plan to take over the world.
“Where did you get this?” he demanded.
“Does it matter? What does matter is that I will expose you if you don’t meet my demands.”
“Which are?”
“You stop these plans right now, and you give away what cash you have to humanitarian causes.” Billie grinned. “What’s it going to be, Elon?”
* * *
Author’s Note: This drabble is a sequel to “The Whistleblower”, the link to which can be found below.
To read the entire drabble series from the beginning, check out the Elon the Alien Index.
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Stephanie Hoogstad
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The Whistleblower
Elon felt stupid wearing a white muscle shirt, jean shorts, and a baseball cap, especially in November, but the person behind the text message had told him not to dress like himself to avoid getting recognized. Like anyone in Middle-of-Nowhere, Northern California would recognize him anyway.
By Stephanie Hoogstad2 months ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Billie has him by the cojones, now.
I like Billie the Warrior. Hopefully, she wins.
Oooo, I hope this works heheheheh
A little pressure on the bum Nice