(Copyright Randy Maizie)
(This is another Friday Fictioneers (http://new.inlinkz.com/luwpview.php?id=342043) submission. Technically, it’s my first foray into science fiction, though proper sci-fi writers needn’t lose any sleep. After being quite cavalier with the word count in my previous stories, I’ve managed to get this one down to 100 words exactly.
By the way, if anyone’s interested and if it’s not a breach of FF rules to plug another piece of writing, the first 10 chapters of my NaNaWriMo project can be found here: http://authonomy.com/books/56915/don-t-carp-marley-tiffin/ . I’d welcome any feedback though I’m genuinely not bothered about reaching the Editor’s Desk.
Hope you enjoy the story. All the best.)
The resistance was grinding to a halt until someone had the idea of using genetic engineering. We thought we’d seen the future.
Then someone had the bright idea of splicing Triffids and Vogons. On paper, it should have worked. We’d be able to occupy the capital without firing a single shot if we had an army of punctillious, highly intelligent, sentient plants.
But then we decided we’d teach them to read. Bad move. To those guys, if the sign says ‘No Trespassing’, it means ‘No trespassing’. Next time, we’ll have to train the alligators in the sewer to bear arms.