Future Tense

By Liz Ellington

Future!Jim and Cloned!Artie went to Real!Jim's wedding.

"You must not do this!" cried Future!Jim. "Artie loves you!"

Cloned!Artie kissed Real!Jim. The bride fainted. The minister fainted. The bride's mother fainted. The bride's father had an apoplectic fit.

Future!Jim was Real!Jim's 3-times-great-grandson. Future!Jim went poof! and disappeared. Cloned!Artie was Future!Jim's creation. Cloned!Artie went poof! and disappeared.

Real!Artie turned off his steam-driven calculating engine with its marvelous glass viewer and transporting platform and hacked interface to the Guardian of Forever.

"Much obliged, gentlemen," he said.

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