Building the army of giant robots was surprisingly easy. The trouble came when I tried to power them up.
My neighbourhood was blacked out for three weeks, the grid couldn’t handle my power requirements. It was time to go back to the drawing board.
I brainstormed energy sources, but anything that’d provide sufficient power’d surely be noticed by my neighbours.
Finally it came to me: Love. Love’s the most powerful force of all…
…anyway, enough about that. Are you coming to the pub tonight? I want you to meet Linda, she works with me. You’ll like her, she’s really cool.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
The Power of Love
Labels: 100 words, Drabble, Giant Robots, Love, Short story, True Love
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