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This is for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #87. An indelicate situation I’m sure we’ve all experienced, but not to such an extent.
The Omniscient, Omnipresent and Occasionally Tetchy Cosmos was having digestive problems. The dinner party wasn’t going well due to terrible food. Star systems had vanished in the wake of dyspeptic ructions. Now, a fireball was nicely brewing, precipitating an apocalypse. Damn!