“So…you’re not going to fulfill our demands?” Vivian asked, looking utterly bored.
Elon scrunched his brows.
“Did you not hear me?” he asked. “If you do not stop this idiotic nonsense, I will have no choice but to—”
“Eliminate me. Yeah, yeah, I heard you.” Vivian’s lip twitched into a half-grin. “You won’t do it, though.”
“Do not think that because we share blood—”
“Oh, I don’t hold any delusions about that. I mean you can’t do it.”
“Why is that?”
“I’m your spawn.” Vivian’s eyes glowed and crooked a finger toward Elon. “I have the same powers as you.”
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Author’s Note: This drabble is a sequel to “Vivian”, 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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