Just another day at work

This one’s at Aniket’s.

 

Mike was bored of his work. With almost no vacation for ages and rather pain causing nature of his job (not to himself, though), he was left with no option but to consider resignation. But his employer won’t let him go. After all he was their best man on the field.

Mike missed all of his kids, who were now grown up enough to play with neutron guns. His lovely wife, whom he had promised a hundred more, would be waiting for him to plant his seed in her. The forthcoming trip to Somalia was the last thing on his mind.

Working with the merchant navy ensured his globetrotting under guise. But Mike wasn’t happy. This was going to be his last assignment. Mike had decided to put his foot down and demand a transfer at the least. Upon reaching the shore, Mike headed straight to the daily flea market of the town and opened a vial full of a gooey green goop that vapourised as soon as it came in contact with damp air. Soon the people Bossaso would be inflicted by a disease never known to man, only to spread it across the Dark Continent.

Not a tough job, but Mike had been doing this for aeons. Mike sat down on his desk and relayed a message across to his boss:

Agent Nebula: Project Africa Immunity Drain successfully deployed. Effects will be seen over a period of 22 years. 1.7 billion Humans targeted to be affected.

P.S.: I need a vacation.

Nebula unzipped the human skin-like polymer on his body and stretched his tentacles. Travel was tiring. Soon the slimy creature went to sleep to dream about his family. And that an inter galactic ship would soon come to take him home

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