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A Future We'd Like To See 1.40 - Rain nor Sleet nor Snow
By Twoflower (Copyright 1994)

Half the fun of this job is the people you meet.

Take the two guys that were in front of me that day, for
instance. Here I was, cruising the backwaters of Yttia, and in
swings a low-riding land rover. They fire a few warning blaster
shots over my hood, then force me off the road. Now they
probably expecting me to be so fear-stricken that I'll agree to
anything, like some two-bit delivery boy. Ha.

Two Yttian punks, like I figured. These XGF gang guys do
NOT know how to dress. The one with the most leather and biker
chains tapped on my window, careful not to break the glass. I
flashed him my best service-with-a-smile grin, and rolled down
the window.

"What can I do for you, sir?" I grinned, trying not to sound
too cocky.

"This Yttian territory, xennix jky," he spat. "You gotta
pay a toll if you wanna be alien around here."

"Hmmm. I didn't see a toll booth. All my maps show this
area as being quite toll-free, actually. Now, why don't you two
boys just get back in your cute little modified rover there,
maybe go back to school. Learn a trade. I have some great
D.P.W. brochures I can give you. We've got a terrific health
plan."

"I don't work for humans," the punk snorted. He pulled out
a cheesy little blaster pistol. "Now hand over your package,
MAILMAN."

"Aww, jeez... here I am trying to be civilized, and all you
punks want to do is get nasty. You want nasty?"

I reached under the seat and pulled out my repeating pulse-
blaster, pointing the oversized barrel in his face. "Okay, we
can get nasty. We can get really nasty. You've got two seconds
before I proceed to get nasty. One, two."

I casually yanked the trigger, letting fly a dozen blasts of
energy. The punk had ducked already, but this was enough to set
his furry ears on fire.

I laughed, laughed like the lunatic I was as he ran
screaming back to his land rover, beating out the flames with a
leather-clad hand. They quickly powered up the rig and zipped