Fiction |Fantasy| Mash-Up
A Topsy-Turvy Tuesday
My Response to TKL’s Monday Mash-Up #22

This story is a response to The Kraken Lore’s Monday Mash-Up #22. Check out all TKL’s Mash-ups and writers’ responses here.
“Shot through the heart and you’re to blame You give love a bad name.”
Oh, Jon Bon Jovi, why couldn’t you grace my ears every morning?
I sat up and slammed my hand down onto the radio alarm clock. Old-fashioned, yes, but a hardy classic that’ll never die, like a cool aftershave or a ’66 Mustang convertible.
I reached for a vial of radiation pills that sat on my night table and dropped a small round pill down my throat. There were only a handful left in there; I’d have to find more.
“Martha?”
“I’m in here, Jeeves!”
In seconds, my robotic butler wheeled in like a daredevil riding a unicycle, flailing its arms like the robot from Lost In Space. Danger, Will Robinson!
“Martha,” the robot panicked worriedly, “the world has gone mad! Up is down, down is up, and the past has moved to next Tuesday!”
“Calm your little robotic nerves,” I encouraged the talking toaster. I took a peak out of the window.
Bubbles.
Bubbles floating every-which-where, just like the roads and the stairs — nothing did what it was meant to do!
“Oh, Martha! What are we going to do? It’s like something out of War and Peas — ”
“What? You mean ‘Peace’?”
Jeeves’ little pixelated face stared back at me horrified. “Oh no, I’m affected too! We must fire up the mechanoid life pod and evacuate you from Earth!”
I rolled my eyes and patted Jeeves on the head, even though he couldn’t sense it. “Stop overreacting. I’ll just have to reboot the simulation. No need to activate any giant mechs!”
His eyes brightened considerably, like it was the best idea he’d ever heard. “Oh, yes. A system reboot. That should work!”
A hidden compartment on Jeeves’ exoskeleton popped open revealing a glowing orange button. I slammed my hand down on it, and everything went dark.
I slowly roused from sleep, the morning sunlight just beginning to peek through the curtains. I checked the time on my antique radio alarm clock — it was nearly time to wake anyways.
“Jeeves!” I called out to my robotic butler. Within moments I could hear his servos whirring as he rolled up to my bed.
“Good morning, Martha,” he said as he wheeled around to my night table. “Is there anything I can do for you?”
“Yeah,” I started, “play me some Bon Jovi.”
This Tuesday was gonna ROCK!
My Score: 14/14 points
Prompt #1: 2 points
Constraints rolled:
Bubbles: +1 point
A giant robot: +1 point
A vial of pills: +1 point
A groovy tune: Who doesn't love Bon Jovi? +1 point
War and Peas: +2 points
Tmesis: "Every-which-where": +5 points
This tally box: +1 point




