Drabble Wednesday: The Crossover

Today the Time Sheep Saga moves to Frankie and Joni’s world. Will Dr. Stein, Eric, and Debbie survive the virtual world shenanigans?

If you need to refresh your memory about last week’s cliffhanger, click below.

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Frankie and Joni Meet the Time Sheep

Somewhere, Jimmy and the Twelve Chimps were playing chess while the world burned…

“Is the holo vid glitching? I could have sworn I just saw a guy and some monkeys playing chess.” Frankie sounded confused.
“Maybe. That’s not one of our programs. Or could be we’re picking up that streaming service signal again.”
“What the—” A sizzle of light snapped across the holo-vid room.
“I believe it is a trans-dimensional warp.” I looked down to see Fluffy at my feet.
“Well thanks for stating the obvious.”
Frankie sighed. “Somebody pushed a red button.”
“Well, it wasn’t me. Not this time.”


Chickens and Cows

The portal stabilized and revealed…a weird guy, a sheep, and a flock of chickens. At least it wasn’t ghouls. I lowered my pulse rifle, but kept my finger on the trigger. A scrawny bird stepped forward.
“I am Eric the Terror! Viking warrior chicken!”
I whispered to Frankie, “If he’s a Viking chicken, why is he wearing a motorcycle helmet?”
Frankie shrugged. “No clue. The tiny horns on the side are cute though.”
“Um, why aren’t you trembling in terror?”
“Oh please, from a bunch of chickens? We faced off zombie penguins. Which reminds me, cue up the cows.”


Blame Game

Frankie swiped his tablet to surround our newest invaders with zombie cows. Doctor Quackenboss mooed. The Viking chicken stepped back, pointing at the weird guy, “It’s his fault.”
“Are you serious? Who tried to attack me with the chicken army? That’s why I pushed the red button.”
Frankie and I exchanged looks as they argued.
“You said I was useless! And tried to make a deal with the sheep. Of course I turned on you.”
“You were supposed to take care of the sheep!”
“Shut up!” My shout silenced them.
Then I could have sworn the sheep smiled at me.

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