Flash Fiction: Mutants

“I’m sorry you became a mutant, like me,” Rue said.

“Don’t be sad,” Todd replied, “I love it! Stalking the outskirts, heroes of the night… Being a pre-teen, dirty-gene Kung-Fu raccoon is the best thing ever!”

“Uh, but we don’t know Kung-Fu…”

“Not yet!

 

 

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