“Well?” the new Elon asked.
“He’s leaking all right,” the imagineer replied.
“Leaking what?”
“Fluids. Do you want me to get technical?”
“Just fix it.” The new Elon paused in thought. “While you are at it, can you change his thought patterns? He is becoming too…independent.”
“Like?”
“The tariff dividend payments, can you make him forget those?”
“Sure. Anything else?”
“Erase his previous loyalties to Elon. I want him to see me as the one and only Elon.”
“Harder, but doable.”
“Excellent.”
As the imagineer returned to his work and the new Elon watched, the Trump animatronic’s eyes shifted imperceptibly.
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Author’s Note: This drabble is a sequel to “The Cryochamber”, the link to which can be found below.
To read the entire drabble series, check out the Elon the Alien Index.
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