"How long does that take?" pleaded Arthur 2.
"Oh, about a year," shrugged Danish.
"So who are these people who did this?" questioned Arthur 1.
"Rogue time cops, time lords and multidimensional police personnel who tried to change time for their own ends."
"So a bit like Lord D'ark then?"
"At the minute he is working by the book," explained Danish, "and he isn't taking paradox pills." He looked at Arthur 2, "Right Arthur 2, let's be off." Danish took Arthur 1's I.W.T. off him, tossed him a time bacon and grabbed Arthur 2 by the arm then they both vanished.
"Time bacon?" said Arthur 1.
"Beacon," I replied.
Danish and Arthur 2's departure had left Arthur 1 on his own outside the clone factory, "Great," greated Arthur, "how am I supposed to buy anything in this time without an I.W.T. to get to the fantasy universe?"
Just then a metal crate appeared beside him, on it was a hand held PC with the message, "A gift from your loving wife."
He looked inside and found his royal jewels and treasure he had amassed from his many campaigns against the pagans on Arth in the country of the Britons. "I wonder if they take cash," he murmured as he entered the clone factory.
YOU ARE READING
The Sitting Duck
Science FictionArthur, Biggs, Sid, Alf, Lee, With, Fawh, Arianne and Trelainne are at it again, but this time in the science fiction universe. They have followed D'ark there and have found that he has created a dark chocolate empire of evil. It is up to the heroes...
