Five More Minutes
Disclaimer: If I owned a sonic screwdriver, it'd make the sound AND light up. Not just light up. Unfortunately, I don't – I don't even have a light-up-noise-making pen that looks like it. Ergo, I couldn't possibly be the alien using the alias "Russel T. Davies."
A/N: Well. This time I didn't even pause. I just waited for my internet to upload and went right on writing about printers.
Chapter 3: No Printer (100 words)
"How could you possibly not have a printer?"
"What would I ever need a printer for?"
"I don't know... printing stuff! What does anyone need a printer for?"
"Killing trees?"
"I suppose you're right. I always print too many copies of stuff and pages of stuff I don't want. Actually, if you got a printer, you'd have to keep me away from it. I'm a pretty bad printer technician. I broke one once trying to install a new ink cartridge."
"How did you do that?!?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Even I'm not that hopeless with printers."
"Hey!"
A/N: Oh yeah. I win. And I did actually break a printer trying to install new ink... I'm just that special.