Goodbye, Elon Musk
Sequel to Happy New Year, Mr. Musk
Sweat ran along Elon’s temple, but he did not break eye contact with Vivian.
“I have done nothing wrong,” he insisted.
“You continue to interfere with humans.”
“I am trying to set up my trip to Mars.”
Vivian held up a small computer chip. “You are trying to create your own kingdom.”
“How did you get that?”
“Never mind that. It stops now.”
Vivian leaned forward and pressed her finger to Elon’s forehead. His eyes rolled backwards, and he collapsed into his seat. Vivian glanced back at a pair of men in black uniforms.
“Send him to Mars.”
Author's Note: This drabble is a sequel to "Happy New Year, Mr. Musk", 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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