"Gnomeore! Security droid 1A attend me!"
A security droid scuttered in from the ante room and lowered its head, waiting to receive instructions from the MP.
"Why can't you and your droids defeat the AP's droids?"
"We cannot destroy them Sir, we need the maintenance droids to fix us."
"I will fix you in a minute, I will stop you drawing any power from the main power source. All you have to do is force them out of the canteen where they congregate and get that sainted gnome Grunkel out of there."
"We have tried 6 times Sir, each time they repel us."
"You repel me, with your can't do attitude. I want to be in control of my AP by evening meal tonight!"
A1 lifted its head and scuttered towards the main plaza where Grunkel was holding court.
"What will frequent Poppers think of me if I cannot control the precincts and they turn up in the middle of a battle zone, oh dear, oh dear," muttered the MP to itself as it went for a short diagnostic.
YOU ARE READING
War in the Precincts
Science FictionThis was my initial idea for the Science Fiction Smackdown. Because I had the germ of an idea I thought I would enlarge on it a little. Splob and Grunkel access the Main Processor's alternate personality. This causes a War in the Precincts.
