Polly gazed skeptically at the conveyor belt and the arms that darted in and out with mechanical precision. "What if something goes wrong ( Read more... )

The translator stood beside the breakfast table, all spindly gray limbs. Chuck sat heavily in his chair ( Read more... )

"I'm not going to work anymore," she said. "I'm going to werk ( Read more... )

"What are we even doing here?" I asked as we passed some scraggly wino. "You don't even smoke dope ( Read more... )

The orange-skinned invaders pushed in through the breach in the walls. Arcs of violet energy sparked overhead as the last of our defenders fell, senseless. Webs of alien force disabled our weapons. The alarm shrilled. Livy went for the trigger, the last-ditch suicide bomb, but she was too late. We were surrounded ( Read more... )

He put the dog into the machine that made clothes and turned her into a jacket. When he wore it to work, everyone found themselves smiling at him and patting him on the back ( Read more... )

"I'd like a chance to be happy," I told the Lord of Love ( Read more... )

"Pa, you sure about this?" Patience clutched her shawl around her, eyeing the tunnel nervously. The Virginia woods were quiet around them, for now ( Read more... )

"Look, Magic Fish, I don't think you understand," said Sven. His ear flaps were undone, and the three smiling women were already sliding their hands into his down jacket. They seemed unbothered by the frigid cold, despite their state of undress ( Read more... )

Visn paused upon entering the store. He wasn't used to the full-body tactile sensations yet, although he was more-or-less a master of bipedal locomotion and a tolerably confident user of opposable thumbs.

Visn consulted his list. Pick up groceries. He glanced around; the array of shelves was dizzying in sheer number. He began to feel nervous ( Read more... )