Sapper - a story adjacent to Cloverleaf
Nov. 8th, 2018 05:19 pm“Are you there yet?”
The only things George was currently happy about could be listed on two clawed fingers: he was underground, and when he was not digging, he was getting tolerable and semi-regular meals.
“You started me five miles away. No, I’m not there yet. It’s only been three days and I’m not a miracle worker.”
He would have been politer - he HAD been politer the first sixteen times - but every time he had to answer, he had to stop digging.
“You’re an earth-Worker, though. A mole. Shouldn’t this go fast for you?”
read on…
The only things George was currently happy about could be listed on two clawed fingers: he was underground, and when he was not digging, he was getting tolerable and semi-regular meals.
“You started me five miles away. No, I’m not there yet. It’s only been three days and I’m not a miracle worker.”
He would have been politer - he HAD been politer the first sixteen times - but every time he had to answer, he had to stop digging.
“You’re an earth-Worker, though. A mole. Shouldn’t this go fast for you?”
read on…
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Date: 2018-11-09 11:41 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2018-11-09 07:16 pm (UTC)If nothing else, George's odds of being killed in the invasion just went way down.
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Date: 2018-12-15 05:46 am (UTC)