Jane Jago’s Drabbles – Four Hundred and Thirty-Five

He was the most malicious of the minor gods. He curdled milk,  put holes in condoms, punctured tyres and set fire alarms off randomly. But he was bored. Nothing gave him a buzz. Nobody screamed loud enough. He could inconvenience people a few at a time, but that wasn’t what he wanted. It didn’t assuage his craving for power.

He pouted and sulked.

And then somebody invented a computer cheap enough to put in every home and a method of connecting all computers together.

The Glitch sat up straight and gleefully stretched his hands. 

This was going to be fun.

©️jj 2020

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