This is Drabbletober, the podcast of tiny fiction.

Hello, and welcome to Drabbletober. This is episode 28, season 2, for Tuesday the twenty-eighth of October 2025. I'm Elizabeth Guilt.

Your one-hundred word story for the day is:

We'll Have None Of That Here

by Elizabeth Guilt

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I opened the vacpack of mineral oil, and thumbed a smear across the floor.

"Lady."

Conversation stopped. My new teammates burst out laughing. 

"What?"

"You don't..."

"He still thinks..."

The foreman leaned over. "Look, kid. We're adults, building..." he gestured around the hangar, "space shuttles. We run the tightest shop floor in the western galaxy. We don't believe in fairies. We don't pour libations for imaginary gods."

I straightened up. "I've seen..."

"You've seen older apprentices playing tricks. Holoprojections. Cheap effects."

I fell to my knees, clapping hands over my ears. The Lady of the Floor would have no mercy.

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Take care, everyone, and I'll see you tomorrow for episode 29.

https://www.elizabethguilt.com/drabbletober/s2episode28