Splob put the boiler on, "I'm Splob and this is Grunkel."
"I've heard of Grunkel," said Sidney, "isn't he a time criminal?"
"Yes, but don't hold that against him, not this time anyway!" laughed Splob.
Grunkel pulled an unhappy face, "If you weren't the patriarch of the gnomes I'd tell you what for."
"What for?"
"Because I'd feel like it."
The boiler boiled and Splob made the tea. "Funny how people are still being re-routed to the precincts. You'd think there'd be a catastrophic time event."
"What's the MP to do, stick them all in the cells? No, none of the droids will hurt life forms," explained Grunkel.
"Did you hear that Sidney?" asked Gwinda, "droids don't hurt life forms." She hit him again.
"I wish you were a droid," he moaned.
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War in the Precincts
Sci-FiThis 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.
