Incident Report, by S. J. Warren
Today Commander Wallace came to the bridge and inquired about procuring a twig from which he could fashion a tiny three inch long sword. This led to a mandatory mental examination and subsequent physician visit. Upon physical inspection, it came to our attention that Commander Wallace was in fact a cybernetic suit operated by a wood gnome.
Currently the stowaway is held in solitary confinement, filling his holding cell with this cheerful little song and producing sparkles from his fingertips.
We assume the gnomes are attempting to make contact with aliens in order to procure advanced weaponry.
Precaution is advised.
S. J. Warren lives in a little house by the sea typing off odd stories for odd people. He has published short stories with Dreamscape, movie reviews for The Rotten Tomato and maintains a blog at http://inadequatedefenseofblankets.wordpress.com/. You can also follow him on twitter @ohthank7.
Posted on October 9, 2014, in Issue 15: Elves & Spacerockets and tagged aliens, drabble, e-zine, fantasy, genre blender, gnome, gnomes, science fiction, The Were-Traveler. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.