Puente Antiguo

by Susan M. M

A drabble. How did the ordinary citizens of Puente Antiguo handle the attack by Loki's Destroyer?

Standard fanfic disclaimer that wouldn't last ten seconds in a court of law: these aren't my characters, I'm just borrowing them for, um, typing practice. That's it, typing practice. I'll return them to their actual owners (relatively) undamaged. This is an amateur work of fiction; no profit beyond pleasure was derived from the writing. Originally written for the ConDor Drabble Contest, and previously published in both the ConDor 2015 program book and the fanzine Grimmoire #3.

Puente Antiguo

by Susan M. M.

Thor

Loki's Destroyer devastated Puente Antiguo, New Mexico. It overturned cars. It smashed buildings. People ran screaming in terror.

The owner of the hardware store stared at the hole in the store wall. He could see his car through the hole; it was laying on its side. He turned to his wife. "Do the jingle. Do the jingle!"

"Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there," she sang.

A neatly dressed gentleman in a three piece suit and tie materialized. "It's okay, you're -" He stared at the carnage and at the Destroyer. "You're not covered for this!" He disappeared.