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He was a normal nerd about to have his life change forever.

 

His Television Set Was Flickering As It Seemed To Pull Him Closer, Closer Into An Abyss Of Endless Drama In TVLand. "BEAM ME UP SCOTTY!" He Proclaimed. Had He Accepted His Fate Too Soon?

 

as his stomach neared the TV set it began to warp and distort - pixelate some may say.

 

Jake Bloggs sat on his couch watching TV while wearing only his 1980's star treck T-shirt and boxers.
He was a normal nerd about to have his life change forever.
His Television Set Was Flickering As It Seemed To Pull Him Closer, Closer Into An Abyss Of Endless Drama In TVLand. "BEAM ME UP SCOTTY!" He Proclaimed. Had He Accepted His Fate Too Soon?
as his stomach neared the TV set it began to warp and distort - pixelate some may say.
And then he felt an unusual calm as if he were in a dream.

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His dream was abruptly broken when his wife walked into the room, and on seeing her husband rubbing his stomach on the TV, turned the power off at the wall.

 

Shocked, the husband threw a punch at his wife just missing her.

 

She raised her eyebrows, and muttered, her voice trailing upward at the last syllable, "Spousal abuse?"

 

"Im sorry! It will not happen again." said the husband. "Your right." said the wife.

 

"You used the wrong kind of "your," Jake told her.

 

'Thank you, Jake.' She walked off into the distance, never to be seen again. Until...

 

The day when the sky turned green, and the seas turned to dust

 

Humankind had lived under the threat of nuclear war for decades, and yet nobody truly believed it could happen until the first of the warheads dropped on Los Angeles.

 

And amidst the rubble sat Jake Bloggs, faded Star Trek t-shirt on his back, shaking his head, and muttering, "God damn it, I knew this would happen. Why didn't anyone ever believe me?"

 

Through the dust Jake saw his wife, her skin was as white as snow, and in her hand she held a...

 

baby. She had found him lying in the rubble, his wails splitting the deafening silence of the barren earth.

 

"What are we going to feed it?" Jake asked, and she looked at him and he knew that she didn't intend to feed it at all.

 

Looking solemnly down at the child, the wife began to cry.

 

Fighting through sobs, she wiped her eyes and whimpered, "This baby is no human baby."

 

Jake had seen enough sci-fi, so he grabbed a shard of broken glass.

 

And the baby (that was no human baby), sensing real danger, kung-fu kicked the shard out of Jake's hand.

 

Jake, swearing under his breath, grabbed another shard.

 

Shard in hand, Jake turned around only to find his small-bodied foe several feet off the ground.

 

"No," he whispered, "Is that... Jackie Chan?"

 

"Jackie Chan? Hahahahhahaa" The baby laughed. "Foolish human, I am Chackie Jan, master of Fu Kung, and I challange you to a duel."

 

"request denied." Chackie Jan cocked his head to one side as he processed this reply. jake continued
"im a little busy perhaps take a rain check?"